Unexpected Bliss

My heart wants to explode from all sorts of emotions flooding inside of it. Here in front of me is the boy I adored all my life, asking me to be his girl. And as much as I wanted to say yes, it just isn't that easy. In fact, it's even more complex than calculus. Ow fuck, what have I gotten myself into?

It was the 14th of May. My wrist watch says it's already 17 minutes past 1 in the morning. HOB's concert ended a few hours ago and I was the only person left at the parking lot. I'm stuck with this rotten car and the thought, "I shouldn't have brought this. I should've listened to my mom." Fucking car just wouldn't start!

It was quite chilly for a summer night in Manila but sweat still trickles down my forehead, causing my bangs to stick to it. I just can't leave this car here. It may anger me sometimes but it was a gift from my dad. Also, me and this car have already been through a lot.

So how would I get home? I can't call my parents 'cause first of all, they can't do anything about it since we live 4 hours from here and second, my mom would just say a bunch of things I don't really want to hear right now. I tried texting and calling my friends but none of them answers. Frustrated, I started slamming my fist on the car's hood and shouted, "Fuck you, car!". I stood there for like, half an hour just staring at the car, expecting it to move and when it didn't, I finally gave up. I sat on it's hood with my back on the windshield. Staring at the sky full of stars, the wind blowing through me, I took a deep breath then did what I always do to calm my nerves down. I sing.

I was only halfway through the first verse when I heard three slow claps. I turned to my left only to find the most unexpected twist to my night. Joe Thomas, the vocalist of the band I watched earlier, was standing there with an amused expression on his beautiful face. I dropped my mouth in shock and almost fell off the hood of my car which caused Joe to laugh so loud it echoed around the parking lot. I snapped my mouth shut while shaking my head, my face turning red with embarassment, which just caused him to laugh even harder. I jumped off the hood of my car and tried to stand straight though my knees are trembling from excitement or nervousness, I don't know which.

"Uhm excuse me, but, what's so funny?"

"Nothing. I'm Joe, by the way", he said, trying to keep a straight face. He looked so perfect under the moonlight, his brown hair blown lightly by the wind. I tried, but I just can't not stare at those deep blue eyes which reminded me of the ocean and its calming waves.

"I know. I was at your show earlier. I'm Devyn."

"You liked the show?", he asked, one eyebrow raised.

"Yeah, though I hated it when your voice gets a little squeaky from time to time."

He chuckled. "Thank you for your honesty. You, on the other hand, have a very sweet voice. What were you singing, Devyn?"

"It's arms by christina perri. Wait. What are you doing here all alone?"

"I think I should be the one asking you that question. A girl all alone in the middle of the parking lot at two in the morning singing arms by christina perri. Well isn't that weird?"

I rolled my eyes and scolwed at him then blurted out, "It's because of this friggin' car that just wouldn't start and I tried to contact my friends but no one ever answered my calls and I couldn't call my parents because I would just be scolded and they can't even come pick me up this time of the night because we live four hours from here and it would be impossible for me to leave this car because even though it's so frustrating at times, I still love it so much because my dad gave it to me for my 18th birthday!!!"

"Woah woah woah." He said chuckling and holding both his hands in front of him as if telling me to stop. "You can come with me, if you want. Me and the guys are staying at this cool hotel nearby. I can tow your car then you can call your friends or whoever can fix your car tomorrow. What do you say?"

I stared at him with warriness and hesitation, my brows creased deep into my forehead and my lips pursed into a thin line.

"Oh, c'mon! I can't just leave you here." He pleaded. I thought about my other choices which turned out to be zero. "Oh well. Anything is better than sleeping in the car in the middle of this parking lot." I said, slightly relieved.

The bed at the hotel he was staying at was so soft and cozy I fell asleep as soon as I came into contact with it.

I woke up six hours later with a half naked Joe by my side. What the fuck? He may be cute but not cute enough for me to cuddle with him. C'mon! We met a little over six hours ago. I hurriedly got up which also woke him up.

"Morning", he said, his eyes still half closed.

"I need to go"

"Already?" His eyes finally got bigger.

"Yes and thanks by the way."

"No. Wait. Please let me take you out for breakfast."

I stood there, biting my lip, thinking of reasons to say.

"Please?" And there he was, giving me that dangerous look. A look that may even get him out of prison.

"I just couldn't say no to you, can I?"

He sat there like a goofball with a smile so wide, his face could tear off.

"What? Are we going or not?" I demanded. He rushed to get clothes on then grabbed my hand and ushered me outside.

It's a beautiful day outside. The sun was shining brightly, the wind was humming lightly, and I was walking with the man I never thought I would ever meet (or sleep with). After several minutes of arguing where to eat, we finally agreed to have coffee and donut at a coffee shop nearby. We shared stories and laughed at each others jokes. I was laughing hysterically over a joke he told when I noticed that he was silently staring at me.

"What? Do I have a dirt on my face?"

"You're exceptionally beautiful. You know that?" he said with a weird expression on his face.

"I am?" My face turning as red as the shirt I'm wearing.

He ran a hand through his perfect brown hair, seemingly struggling for words. I bit my lip in anticipation.

"You're smart. You're funny. I could tell from your stories that you're incredibly talented but so modest at it, that hardly anyone knows how special you are even though they really should. You're also probably the most honest person I know. I've only known you for less than a day but you've already shown me more honesty than the guys I've known my entire life."

He was now so close to me, it makes me feel uncomfortable. He leaned closer towards me and held my face with his hand. I didn't realize what was happening until I felt my eyes close and his lips brushed into mine. It was the most amazing feeling I ever felt. So surreal that I don't want to open my eyes, afraid to wake up and find out that this was all just a dream. But I finally did and saw Joe's deep blue eyes staring into mine.

"I know this is crazy but it would really make me the happiest man in the world if you could come with me to L.A."

"What? Are you serious?"

He didn't answer. He just kept on staring at me with those deep blue eyes.

"I can't. I can't leave my car."

"You're impossible." He chuckled and squeezed my hand. "I'm serious, Devyn. I want you to be my girl."

There it goes. My heart wants to explode from all sorts of emotions flooding inside of it. Here in front of me is the boy I adored all my life, asking me to be his girl. And as much as I wanted to say yes, it just isn't that easy. In fact, it's even more complex than calculus.

"But Joe, I have my family and friends here. And even if my parents allow me to, it would be hard to get an American Visa. It would at least take half a year."

"So?"

We sat there, looking each other in the eyes and kissed once more. It was fireworks.