Shot In The Dark.

Found. (One shot)

Falling in love with you.

Was it worth it?

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I remember the day I first met you. The 6th of December.

Your eyes were shining with something I couldn't quite lay a finger on, as your 6'1" frame leaned into me, minty breath with a trace of booze caressing my cheek.

"Hello, freshman."

I rolled my eyes then, thinking to myself that you were yet another of those college senior idiots who couldn't get laid, hitting on the "fresh meat" instead. (I was more than wrong)

I remember searching the crowd of party goers for my group of "friends", but they were nowhere to be found. I was in unfamiliar territory. I knew no one, and no one knew me.

Then I realized I was lost, and you were possibly my only hope.

"Hi," I remember saying back to you.

Then you raised a questioning brow, cocked your head to the side. That was the first strike. You looked like a lost puppy, a lost soul, and I couldn't help but...well, not fall in love. I know I didn't fall in love with you right away. But that look you gave me? It was something, and it made something in me ache with the longing for something that I had yet to find in my 18 years.

You beamed down at me and stuck out a hand. "Dave. Senior. Definitely not used to hitting on freshmen. Star Wars fan."

"Cailee. Freshman. I don't talk to strangers, but the Force is with you," was what I recall to be my reply.

The rest of the night I spent in your company, where we drank stale alcohol and cracked movie references at each other.

And in the days, weeks, months that passed, I grew familiar to your dark brown hair, the way that it stood up against your will, sloping up to becoming a quiff -much to your chagrin. Your dark green eyes, always shining like a child on Christmas morn. I grew accustomed to the way you hated yourself, the way you loathed the very thought of you. It was not self-pity, it was merely a deep dislike for something that you could never change.

That was the second strike. I was growing more attached. You became something I wanted not only for myself, but something I wanted for the both of us. You were one of those life long goals made by dreamers, green grass and sprouting trees to the environmentalist. I wanted you so badly, wanted to make you see everything that you truly were.

I wanted to love you, I wanted to make you love yourself.

And now here I am.

I was lost in your maze, desperate in trying to make you find yourself. I did not realize that I was slowly losing myself too.

It is midnight, the 15th of July. In the dark, I try to find myself. Who was the person I lost while I searched for another?

I did not know, and so I do not remember.

I only recall the sound of your voice, groggy from sleep at 8 in the morning. When you held my hand in yours, index finger tracing the lines and the cracks on my knuckles. The way you so carelessly laughed at my jokes, not realising how further in love I was falling for you.

Third strike.

I was out. I am falling. I had fallen.

I am in love with you, but I am lost. I do not know who I am anymore, because I had found you. I am lost. I need you to find me too.

And so in the dark, I sit patiently on the cold hard floor. I don't know what I'm waiting for, really. You? Someone? No, it's you.

I was never a woman of faith, and so I did not trust you to come. I was alright with this.

If you never did come, I would always be the sailor lost at sea.

But you found me.

2 AM, and you're knocking on my door. In the dark hallway of the dormitory, your green eyes shine with the same glow I could never really pinpoint. But now I know what it is. Because now I am found.

Love.

You wrap your arms around me, and I am changed. I am different.

I believe in us.

I don't know what will be of us. I don't even know what we are. But we will be.

Because I believe in this. Now I am found.

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Author's Note: WOOOOOOOH. One shot. This was a spur of the moment thing, written at 1 AM because I couldn't fall asleep. Posted the moment I finished. This took me 45 minutes, so I can't say it's my best work so far. Grammar and spelling mistakes because I didn't proof read.

Constructive criticism is highly appreciated! :)