His lips. His smile. His hair. His smell. His style. His character. Him.

Station, Train and Me

Chapter II: Station, Train and Me.

"Just because I don't react. Doesn't mean I don't notice"

He is waiting right there. Again. Waiting for the train I guess. I started to wonder once again how is he able to get all of these desserts, I mean his victims.

I began to wonder what is going through his mind.

How weird waiting for the train while he has such an expensive luxury car waiting outside in the Bar Park.

That's what makes him more interesting to observe. As a subject to study, he is the perfect match.

Observing the way he smiles, he looks, he acts is attracting me more and more and each time he makes me learn more and more about him. Even I feel sometimes that I am getting lost inside his dark maze.

Yet, I am award to it but I still being amazed by him.

But there is another question in my mind. Why does he always wait until the last train to take it? Isn't weird? What is that special about that specific train?

I guess it's not only one question.

Looking at him the way he is standing reading the same book. I sometimes want to know the book title but it's not written on it. Yet, every day he looks different than the other day.

Like a completely new person. But, that sweet and gentle smile is still the same. The way his Green eyes gaze is the wonderful thing I have ever seen in my whole life. they are so captivated.

He turned to look on my direction that made our eyes met. Looking at the eyes of each other. We nodded as a greeting to each other. He smiled at me. He doesn't know that his smile is a weapon. it's killing me.

It's the time of the last train. The whole station is empty only me and him and this station. It's full of the deadly silent.

Soundly the deadly silent got killed by the noise the last train is making. On the front of train gates. He closed his book and step to the front. The doors are opening. We get in. From different doors.

Setting there. There is one lady on the train. A young lady. She has all his description of a dessert. She is holding her phone looking at its screen.

He opened his book reading it again like nothing is around. And I am here observing the situation. I am excited. Maybe today I will be able to get hold of his secret recipe.

The train is moving and started to stop on each station and he still focused on his book. What is happening here? Did I guess wrongly? That's impossible I never get wrong. Something I must miss.

Before the last station. She stood up heading toward the doors. The train has stopped the doors are opening. and I am panicking here!

Why isn't he following her? Did he change his way? Did he change his taste?

All the sort of questions polling in my mind I don't know anymore what should think. I shocked.

She left...

What is he thinking about letting such dessert to get away without tasting it? Or did he discover that I am observing him and that's why he changed his mind?

Is it because of me? Did I was the reason to ruin this such a golden opportunity because of my curiosity?

The last station. He is still sitting right there. He is pulling back his blond hair, looking at him and our met once again just like fate. He smiled at me then stand up. Heading towards me. Walking, I can hear his footsteps like a melody playing on my ears.

He is standing on the front of me looking at his gree eyes they are shining, they are os pretty. I can't take my eyes off of them. I feel like I am being sucked inside of them.

He bends over me and whispered into my ears...

"A pretty lady like you should be careful walking by herself at home... Do you want me to walk you?" He whispered with his sweet voice in my ears that made me feel like I am flying in the sky with happiness.

I looked at him and nodded.

he walked me home that night. But I still didn't get it why did he change his mind in the last moment...

But part of me knew something deep down that made the other part is terrified if she admits it.