Last night, boy, I met you, yeah
When I was asleep (sleep)
You're such a dream to me, mmm, woah
And it was on a day like this, yeah
If you can believe, if you can believe (if you can believe)
You're such a dream to me
R.E.M- Ariana Grande
I smiled as I took pictures of the children as they ran around the field, playing football. One little girl stopped in front of me and asked me to take a picture of her and her best friends and I couldn't help but aww at the group of 10-year-old's gathering together to take a picture. I took a couple of photos of them before they ran away to continue their game.
"They're having a lot of fun, yeah?" I looked up to see unfamiliar eyes, but a smile that brought some familiarity to me. A smile that made me feel like I was at home when I was far from it.
"Yeah, they're great. I've never seen them so happy before. Whoever runs this foundation is an amazing person," I gushed to the stranger who smiled down and me and moved a bit closer which blocked the sun.
"Well, I really appreciate that," he chuckled when I tilted my head up and looked at him in confusion. "I'm the owner, I guess. This is my foundation," he stumbled on his words making me giggle.
"Well, it's nice to meet you. I'm Emiliah," I greeted, offering my hand to him.
"I'm Patrick."
"I'm a photographer for organizations like this and I was hired to work here today which you probably know because yeah," I giggled and bit my lip.
He chuckled and put his hand in his pockets, leaving us in a comfortable silence that neither one of us wanted to break. I looked up at him and smiled. There was something about him that brought so much comfort to me at that moment. His eyes felt so welcoming and his smile was so warm. I noticed him looking back at my features and studying them as well. We made eye contact and right when I was about to break the silence, a kid ran over to us and kept tapping Patrick in the leg.
"Patrick! Patrick! Will you come play a game with us?" The little girl asked with wide eyes and a cute smile. I pouted at how cute she was and silently gave Patrick my permission when he looked up at me.
I walked around the field for a little while longer, taking pictures of all of the kids playing with Patrick. I smiled when some of them waved at me and I laughed when some of them accidentally threw the ball at my legs. But when he looked at me, I couldn't help but blush and look away to avoid his attention. My stomach held a weird feeling, almost like butterflies. And my hands would get sweaty which I would blame on holding the camera too long or the sunshine, but I knew that it wasn't either one of my excuses.
I started packing up my camera and putting all of my things in my bag when another ball got thrown at my legs. I laughed lightly and picked up the ball but when I went to go throw it back, I noticed a note on it.
I blushed and looked up to see Patrick already staring at me. I smiled at him and nodded my head, answering the question that he had left for me.
"I'm keeping the ball just so you know," I yelled out to him, causing him to laugh and nod his head.
"Trust me, you'll be getting plenty more balls from me."
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