Her Daydream

Her Daydream [One-Shot]

April. May.

Two months.

And those two months were my happiest. It was full of love even though it was not Valentine's Day. It was magical though I never believed in such. It was wonderful. It was a beautiful summer for me.

Or so I thought.

It was a rainy afternoon when we met for the second time. Yes, second time. Though our first meet wasn't really something to remember.

I was inside the teachers' office, helping out on checking test papers and uploading grades, when my friend said that a friend of hers was waiting for her outside the office. She wanted me to meet that friend of hers while accompanying her through the school grounds.

And the moment we stepped outside, that was the start of a story that I never knew could exist.

When I saw him for the second time, I knew I was in for something deep. That day, I noticed him. As in, really noticed him. He was tall, opposite my petite figure. He has a body of an athlete, 'cause he actually is one. He got this innocent bad boy look, his hair sleek and clean like it was polished with kiwi. He has a deep set of dark brown eyes; so deep that if you'd look at them, you'd love to get drowned in them. He wasn't dark, but he wasn't white either. He's somewhere in between.

He doesn't look like a greek god, like what we usually read in fictions, but he definitely passed as a gentleman with a bad boy look.

But I wasn't one of those girls who immediately go for the looks. What attracted me to him was his aura plus his cute smile. 

We were introduced to each other by my friend. I swear it was the most awkward first day of meet ever. But that's just how it goes on first meetings. Then I got to know his name. Ace Velasco. Manly, just like him.

The rest of the days were smooth for us.

After all those get-to-know moments, he asked me to hang-out with him. As a girl, I felt all giddy and excited. It's only been weeks since we met, but I trust him already. Just like how I entrusted my heart to him.

The first hang-out was just at the mall. He wanted to watch a film with me. And somehow, I felt like I was in a movie. I felt like a princess once again, after five years. I was seeing rainbows and unicorns and hearts all around me. Crazy as it may seem, but that's how love works for everyone, young and old. It makes you do crazy things, believe in magic, and have faith in forever, even if there's no such thing.

So we headed to a mall in the downtown area after my vocal lessons. He even insisted that he wants to pick me up after my class, but I said that we'll jus meet at the mall. So he didn't push what he wanted.

The "hang-out" was pretty much more than I expected. We bought tickets first, then ate early dinner before heading inside the movie house. He was sweet all over me. When he noticed that I was cold, he hugged me sideways then held my hands. We were just like that until the movie ended.

While heading out, he suddenly grabbed my hand and intertwined it with his. To say I was shocked was an understatement. And there were butterflies in my stomach. I didn't know what to describe my reaction back then. I probably looked funny.