I waited patiently, exerting my eyes towards various objects. The process of waiting bothered me, I'm always in a rush with everything. Humming to myself, minutes passed and I watched inventively as a broad figure came towards me. My body shook a bit, but in a good way, and I swayed my body towards the figure with open arms. Feeling our bodies close, I sighed in content as the man chuckled at me.
" good morning, my love". he said with a raspy voice "I bought you some coffee".
I thanked him, and stared up at him.Still loving the feeling of our bodies touching, I stared at him in a loving way. My eyes attaching to his face, I brought my hand up, caressing his soft yet rough, cold cheeks. It was winter, and the constant breeze would leave you in a stilled position, unable to take steps without cold air running through your body. My hands retracted as I took a step back to take the coffee, while grabbing the coffee. I felt our hands touch as a tiny spark erupted, the feeling brought back memories to the time we first met.
-Flashback-
I sorrowly passed by students in the crooked hallway. Barely breathing from the fast pace of my feet, I never looked up, my eyes were stuck upon the white glossy floor. But something in my mind was telling me to look up.. Maybe I passed my class already and I was too busy staring at the crusty floor. My eyes searched for the correct room number, but it found something more appalling. Our eyes met, and the whole world seemed to stop. My mind was filled with nothing, yet my heart was filled with a feeling... A feeling that's barely understandable to me, but it was able to bring me on my knees. My body was in shock from his warm, dark brown eyes, yet his hair cut off half of them from being parted in the middle. His eyes stared into mine, and the moment seemed like it would last forever. Until, a shrill noise erupted through my sensitive ears. My body bolted off into the wrong direction, and I ran.
Days passed, and I haven't seen him. Devastated, I passed by a coffee shop that seemed cozy to my liking. My hand was reaching towards the handle, when I saw another hand swiftly open the door in front of me. The breeze passed by me as I shivered, I glanced back to thank the person. My eyes met yet again, with those captivating eyes. The same feeling from a couple of days ago, came back, but stronger. My legs could barely move, and I stood there staring, I didn't even care if I was embarrassing myself, I just couldn't take my eyes off him. Finally, I took the chance to examine his whole face for a bit. His smooth skin, with the most amazing eyebrows I've ever seen on a man, and these lips that look so kissable, his whole face was made from goddesses. Although I took a while, I noticed he was examining my face as well, and there wasn't anything exciting about me or my face.
We finally snapped back to reality, and I surprisingly muttered out a thank you. He didn't say anything, just watched me step into the coffee shop, as I glanced upon the burgundy coloured walls, I admired the soothing smell of coffee. Taking a deep breath in, I walked towards a small table in the corner of the room and placed my bag onto the table. Opening it, I glance up to see him standing over me." May I join you?" he asked abruptly, and I stopped and let his soft voice engrave itself into my brain, my mouth parted slightly and I answered a definite yes.
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So sorry it's short, I'll make the next chapter longer, don't worry. Try getting into the mood you know?
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Romantizmlove means everything, to him and to me. but love can get in the way of things.