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(2) Rendezvous

As we started walking, my eyes only focused on the ground. Contemplating if this is a good idea, going with a strange man I just met an hour ago. But life is too short and I barely had any adventures in my life, what's the worst that could happen? Life is too short... right?

"I know this great café, their coffee is really great!" Robert spoke excitedly. Getting me out of my thoughts. I have a feeling I could trust him.

"Really? I don't really like coffee... , but I like tea... and a good hot chocolate" I looked him in the eyes. His eyes looked like the whole world was in them. I could look at them my whole life. They were so mesmerising.

What am I saying? What am I thinking? Oh my God! OH MY GOD! I should act normal, it's too late to back out.

"Well, you are in luck because they have the best hot chocolate in the world... at least that's what my brother said'' he said, talking with his hands and having this happy and excited expression on his face.

"They have good hot chocolate..." I hummed, trying to suppress my smile and appear normal"but do they have good cake?" I asked eagerly, totally not panicking on the inside.

"They have the best cake," he chuckled. His chuckle was sweet like honey, if not sweeter... What is wrong with me?

As we continued walking, I just noticed that he is really tall and almost towering over me, which I didn't notice at the bus stop.

"I know you get this a lot, but I'm just asking out of curiosity... How tall are you?" I made eye contact, waiting for his answer.

A small smile appeared on his face and he looked down at the ground.

"I'm 6 '4, how about you?" He finally looked up " you are also very tall"

"I'm 5 '9" I smiled at him.

"Really? You seem taller than that" he said.

"That's because I'm wearing shoes with heels," I pointed out, looking at my feet.

"You know..." I started " I was always the tallest kid in my class, but then at some point the boys started growing taller and I was no longer the tallest, thank God"

"Why thank God?" He asked, furrowing his eyebrows slightly.

"Well for one people always thought that I was older than my actual age and second is that kids are not really nice at that age and I wasn't always confident and extroverted, I was shy back then, but oh well I'm still alive" I shrugged my shoulders. Why am I oversharing with this stranger?

"It actually was quite the opposite for me" he smiled " I was the same height as the other kids, but after year 9, I started growing and didn't stop until I reached this height in year 11."

As he talked, I admired his soft and gentle way of speaking, I wish he would never stop talking.

His sharp jawline, his long lashes, him.

I couldn't stop admiring him. What is happening to me right now? I have never liked a boy in my life.

I'm not even supposed to be talking to the other gender... but he's different... I don't know how to explain it, but he makes me feel comfortable and he's so gentle, it's almost impossible not to feel attracted... and I just met him.

What am I saying? I just met him!

This is the beginning of a serial killer documentary, for sure.

What would my mom think if she saw me with him? She'll be so disappointed. What if one of the aunties saw me with him and started rumours about me and my family? My family's reputation will be tarnished forever. Because of me. What if...