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I stared at the cluster of teenage girls enviously. As if practised, they all giggled and flirtatiously stared at a boy across the room from them like he was a piece of meat. I scoffed. Did they honestly think staring at him like that was going to win them a date? If you like a guy, go up to him. Make the first move. Be brave!
One of the girls glanced my way and smiled. My breathing chocked a bit and I froze. Could she see me? I sent a small smile her way to but then she was laughing now. What was she laughing at?
I glanced around the front entrance of the cinema. Nothing in view was remotely amusing or dirty. I looked up and saw she was already heading my way. Her steps were fast paced and a few of her friends stared at her curiously.
I clutched the left side of my chest as my heart roughly pounded against the wall of my chest, the rhythm pounding sadistically.
It’s been so long since someone acknowledged me. Looked at me; straight in the eyes…
She was so close now too.
Beat. Beat. Beat.
Her grin growing more pronounced as she drew closer.
Pound. Pound. Pound.
I couldn’t breathe. My body refused to function properly. My mind in a hazy mess. We were practically nose to nose.
She didn’t stop edging forward.
Maybe she can see me. No. Yes. No. The very idea was sinful.
She couldn’t. Or maybe she-
I winced as she slipped right through me and kissed the poster of probably one of her favourite actors. My heart sunk in disappointment.
Stupid Julie, stupid Julie, I cursed at myself. Of course she wouldn’t have been able to see me. I was invisible. An unknown figure at present, ignored to the face of humanity.
I had to get out of here. I shouldn’t have been here in the first place.
Humans and fallen angels should have no contact. It is forbidden.
That’s how it’s meant to be. That’s how it must be.
My head was starting to develop a headache now. Everything was so confusing.
I marched straight past the group of airheads and straight out the door. Dust sprinkled in a filthy whirlwind right in front of my face.
I could almost feel it. Could being the operative word.
It was obviously a windy day. Women were gripping their umbrellas, determined to lose the battle between them and wind. I looked on in amusement.
Litter flew all over the place, splattering the pavements in a colourful haze. A couple were facing each other, their hair flittering about in the wind, their arms wrapped around each other, as if protecting one another against the world. Everything seemed to disappear and it was as if their love and each other was the only thing that mattered.
I would never gain something like that.
Warping my thin leather jacket around myself closer, I hummed a tune I heard on the radio, adding a slight skip in step.
“And if I was Da Vinci, you'd be Mona Lisa.
Paint a smile perfectly on you.
And if I was James Dean, you could be my Audrey
Breakfast at Tiffany's for two.
So throw me away
Cause if I were a boomerang
I'd turn around and come back to you.”
Before I could even register my thoughts, something collided with me. Their body must have been weighing tons as I fell to the floor, my head banged against the concrete.
“I’m so sorry, please forgive me.” A deep husky voice whispered.
My eyes tried to focus on the persons face but my vision was far too blurry to make out anything.
“W-w-“
“Are you okay Miss? Here let me help you up.”
Before I could even reply, my arms were hooked on top of the person’s shoulders and my body under their heavy arms. I blushed slightly as their muscles shifted slightly.
“Um..”
My vision was better to make out their face a little bit more clearly. The only thing I could even start to make out was his deep jet black eyes that seemed to suck me into misty pools and his strongly defined cheekbones.
“Are you okay?” He asked again.
I smiled softly at him, “Hm? Oh yeah, I’m fine. Thanks for helping me. I’ll just be on my way”
I tried to remove myself from his hot grip and step away but he reached out and grabbed my wrist.
I glanced at him.
“Wait…at least let me make it up to you. Coffee on me?”
My heart beat quickened. Should I trust this guy? All he did was help me up after all; it wasn’t like he saved my life or anything.
“Lead the way.” I decided.
He sent a breath taking smile my way and touched the nape of my back gently. And as we begun to stroll down the busy streets, something hit me.
He could see me.
He could hear me.
He could feel me.
…
Holy shit.
