For You

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Have you ever been in a room full of people, but it only felt like the only people that existed in that moment was you and the person your eyes were locked on? Nothing could distract you from watching their expression. Not even the dim lights. Their lips were moving, but you had no clue what they were saying, but you were dying to know. Were they enjoying the party? Did they hate it? Was the drink they held to their liking? Did she know the drink she held was your favorite? Did they mention...you? Do they know who you are?

That's how I feel about a woman I work with.

I was put into a trance whenever she laughed, and the way she would wrap her hand around her glass and raise it to her lips was very elegant. She looked very beautiful in her silver dress, but I knew the backless part of the dress bothered her a lot because she kept fixing her hair to cover her back.

I watched her eyes search the crowd before they connected with mine.

Butterflies gathered in my stomach just knowing her eyes were on me. Wait, she's looking at me?!

Crap.

I ducked behind my friend and hid from her eyes. My heart would have exploded if I kept looking into her eyes.

"The hell is your problem," Vanessa hissed. She pinched and pulled on my ear.

"Ow, ow, ow, let go you crazy woman," I cried.

"Stand up and I will."

I stood up and pushed her hand away.

"That hurt," I pouted, rubbing my ear.

"Now, tell me, what is your problem," she asked again.

"She looked at me," I whispered. I took a peak over Vanessa's shoulder to see if she was still looking and she was. "She's still looking."

Vanessa rubbed her hand over her face and groaned.

"Lee, didn't you throw this party for her even though you don't like them? Why aren't you taking the chance to talk to her?"

I threw this party for the chance to see her. I couldn't just walk up to her like a normal person and say hello. No, I had to throw an entire party so I could see her for possibly four hours straight.

"Aren't you popular among the people," Vanessa asked. "Why are you acting like you're at the bottom of the food chain?"

"Look at her," I yelled at her in a whisper loud enough for her to hear. "Who wouldn't melt at just the sight of her?"

"Me."

"You're irrelevant."

"Sure, I am."

She looked behind her and nodded her head.

"Well, I'm gonna go get another drink," she turned back to me. "Do you want anything?"

"Uh, no."

"Fine, but don't go anywhere lover girl."

I watched Vanessa walk away and turned back to the direction I was previously looking in. My eyes immediately found the spot I last saw her in.

She wasn't there anymore.

Huh?

I searched the crowd for her, but it was as if she had completely disappeared.

Did she leave?

I searched again but the results were the same.

"Where did she go," I mumbled to myself.

"Looking for someone?"

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