All The Things I've Never Told You

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If I had only known that saying 'yes' to your offer would lead to events we'd both never anticipated then I would have never said yes. But like the lousy human I am; I was swayed by my urges and my hormonal mindset.

"Tomorrow? Same time." I had said, making a quick jog to the bus.

I watched from the back of the bus as you stood there gazing at the bus but with a faraway look in your eyes, with your hand in your hair and a smile painted on your lips. Somehow that image had been engraved permanently in my mind.

You were notorious, that much I knew but I couldn't ignore the feelings you ignited the day we had coffee, and the worst part is that I remembered all of it.

One decaf mocha with three sugars and one black coffee with two sugars.

People say that you can tell someone's character from the cup of coffee they order, I should've taken your order as a sign but I ignored it because of those eyes of yours; those big brown eyes that made a person forget what they were thinking.

We sat in a corner where we could see the outside world. It was pouring that day but we seemed to be warm in our bubble of forgotten thoughts and unspoken words. It was something new, even for you because you never went on dates with anyone, it was new for me because I didn't really go out much at all. It seemed that we were both getting out of our comfort zones just by being in each other's presence. You sipped on your cup of coffee while we made small conversation.

"You look good in a dress," you said and chuckled at my perplexed look.

"I think I saw you last year, at the honours banquet," you elaborated.

"You had on a cream white dress that set a good contrast to your olive skin," you said and at that point I was laughing at your dazed look but that didn't bother you at all because you continued.

"You were up on the stage receiving an award but you were looking for someone in the sea of faces that applauded you, as if this accomplishment didn't matter if the person you were looking for wasn't there. I saw you there because my brother was also getting awarded for something and I had just walked in when you were up there; I couldn't help but admire your beauty."

At this point, I had started to think that you had been stalking me or looking for me after seeing me for the first time at that banquet because of the dazed look in your eyes.

You starred down at your nearly finished coffee and chuckled as you looked up at me.

"I remember wanting to know everything about you, even when my brother insisted on letting it go," you had said as a smirk made its way across your face.

"Are you trying to flirt?" I had whispered as I leaned towards you.

"I think I am," you quickly said before finishing the last drops of coffee in your cup. Your watch started beeping soon after. You turned to it, stopped the beeping and abruptly stood. You looked down at me and smiled softly before brushing my cheek with the pad of your thumb.

I never asked you about that beeping despite my curiosity. But after that beep you were more eager to get out of the café and when you finally spoke to be excused I said to myself never to do this again. But just as we were about to separate you turned back to me.

"I'll see you tonight, yeah?" you had said, your brown curls twirling in the July wind and your lips rosy.

"Tonight?" I had questioned.

"There's a great place I know, I'll pick you up here in an hour; for dinner." You said, running your fingers through your hair and ruffling your curly hair a bit.