Killed by my love for her

CHAPTER 2.

" Can I take you home?" he asked. I just stood there starring at him blank. I did not know what to do. Should I say yes because that is what I want or should I turn him down and let him chase me like in the many movies and books I have come across. I know you think the latter is absolutely stupid, but what could I think. Honestly, I feel like I am leaving a fairytale right now. Just because of that one question.

He looks at me waiting for an answer and I am surprised that a fly hasn't choked me already from my mouth dangling open. So I switch to instinct to answer my question.

"Sure, why not." I answer rather calmly. Even the fact that I am not on the ground from my knees giving out is a miracle. " I'll just change really quickly and I will meet you outside." I finish and attempt to walk away.

Why an attempt you might ask..?

This is because, when I attempted to move my legs in the opposite direction to the changing rooms, my damn nerves decided to let my legs take a five second vacation because I nearly hit the ground, face first.

Again, this day just keeps on getting a little more interesting. Prince charming caught me right in time before I hit the ground. A typical love story or romance movie where the damsel almost collides with the hard cold concrete when the boy of her dreams catches her mid-air and they face each other. Contact but an inch away. Tension building as the two exchange stares and look at each others glossy inviting lips before lo and behold! The kissing scene. Mine went a little differently..

When Ephias caught me, our faces were but inches away that if I dared licked my lips, I would have licked his in the process. He stared at me so intently as he examined my face, taking in every detail, every spectacle there is to do with my toned face. I could feel the intensity between us as the tension grew. I, myself stared into his eyes because there was nothing about his face I did not know or see several times. His high cheekbones and pink luscious lips. The beautiful dimple at the sides of his mouth because he had two, the right one slightly higher than the left one. The tiny collection of hairs below his nose at the edge of his top lip that were forming a moustache. The cleft chin that paired nicely with his sharp sculptured jawline. All this I saw with out averting my gaze from his alluring eyes. I didn't want to look else where. I wanted to see what emotion they would let on, what sign they would give me or even what he wanted to do before hand. I had to know, I needed to know. With one final glance at my lips, I felt as get closer. My hands on his chest fixed, his hands around my back grew more tight. I could feel every single breath he took. Finally, our noses touched and I dared a look at his lips. He did the same.

With one final breath that we took simultaneously, our lips got closer and closer, the distance killing me. I wanted so much to just smash my lips against his because it was driving me crazy the way we stayed like this. When lips finally grazed upon each others...

"Hey guys, I really want to ohhh"

Sandy walked up to us and she saw what was going on.. I panicked and so did Ephias because before long I felt my back hit the ground. Pain shot through my body and I groaned.

"I AM SO SORRY!!" Ephias exclaimed trying to help me to my feet.

"God I am so sorry Darlene. This is my fault. I should have picked better timing. I am so sorry that..."

"Its ok Sandy. Don't beat up yourself about it" except you should because that was the like most biggest moment of my entire life. Oh God! Why does karma turn on me know? It was going so great. Actually better than great. Why did it have to end like this?!!!!

I feel like killing Sandy. It takes all of my self-control not to lose it and go all karate kid on her. Afterall, it wasn't her fault at all. Just bad timing was all. The worst timing, yes, but still I can't blame her for that. Error is to human.