To the Stars that Listen and the Dreams that are Answered

New York

The alarm clock chimed eight and I was still prawled over the fluffy cushions spread all over my bed that I realised, shit, shit, I was late, how could I be late, my flight was supposed to depart at ten, I had to hurry up. I threw over my blanket and paced for the bathroom. How had I dozed off into such a deep sleep? I slammed the bathroom door open and tried to take a step inside but unfortunately tripped over the soap that had been on the slippery floor a second ago and was flying in thin air when the floor greeted my back and head with a thump. I forced myself to shift try to get up, spine barking with pain. I got to my feet and looked myself in the mirror for a minute or two-my hazel eyes staring right back at me, my lips were the color matching my rose pink cheeks, my long auburn hair was loosely braided–and my head was throbbing other than that I looked just fine.
I freshened up as fast as I could and flanked open my armoire doors and debated on what to wear. I had a few dresses left in the armoire since I had packed all of it so that I wouldn't have to go shopping. Luckily I found an off-shoulder knee high crimson red dress that tightened at my slim waist as I shoved it onto my head.
I applied a plain cream on my face more than enough and moved on to my hair-I gathered my hair atop my head into a sleek and smooth bun making it look like a bow. When I was done I stared at my reflection, not 100% but I looked just fine-a girl in her twenties and ready to start a new life, uni life, in New York.
I had gathered my luggage, hand bag and the flight ticket, when a text popped up on my phone. It was Hazel.

"Hey bae, what's up? I heard you are traveling. Wanted to say have a safe journey girl and no matter what please don't attract any guys and I hope you're wearing decent clothes"definitely giggling.
"Hi Haz, excuse me? You can't Blame me, I wasn't the one flirting with my own self! Plus I was wearing quite decent clothes at that time!!"
I mean I was wearing decent clothes though, ok not so decent but a mini skirt wasn't that much...right?
"Yeah right" idiot, jackass
"Sarah I miss you, so, so much. I always hope that we'll meet no matter what."
I felt my tears roll down my cheek before I even knew that I had started crying. She had no idea how much I've missed her, every second of my horrible life-obviously life is like hell when you don't have your best friends with you....
"Me too Haz, I just wanna hug you every time I think of you cracking your silly jokes making me laugh that my guts would fall out."
"Where's Laura and Emily anyways?" I asked Haz wiping my tears that had escaped.
"Actually, I don't know, they're busy bodies" I could literally imagine her laughing.
I glanced at the time, it was eight thirty, I had to hurry up if I wanted to catch the flight on time.
"Hazel, I really need to hurry up I'm leaving at ten"
"Ok, I won't delay you further"
"Bye"
"love you"
"Bye, Love you too" I texted back smiling.

Thirty minutes later, I entered the Washington Dulles International airport and paced as the crowd went rushing towards the TV that displayed the arrival and the departure of flights. I scanned for the departure of Emirates and quickly found it. It would leave in an hour for New York, Manhattan. As I dragged my luggage behind me, I bumped into someone tall and muscular, by the time I realised what had happened, registering that the stranger I had bumped into was holding an empty cup of coffee, but it had not been empty before I had bumped into him. Now he was covered with hot coffee all over his blue-black collared shirt.
"OMG, I'm super sorry, I didn't see–" I said realizing what Fucking shit I was standing knee deep in. As I thought it would be.
But before I could say anything more, he cut in.
"No, it's totally fine, it was actually my fault, I had my concentration elsewhere." The stranger said.
"I'm sorry, really am" I said tearing my attention from his wet shirt to slide it on his face.....He was....he was different, not of this world, he....he had eyes of pure, so pure olive green, that I thought for a second I was in a garden full of flowers and plants. His eyes were different, so different, that I had never witnessed on a male. Never. They were flecked beautifully with streaks of Gold. His smile was tucked broadly to his lips-those lips they were.....they were like... something I would never be able to find words to describe-they were sensual, beautiful and pure pink- Happiness in those pretty broad eyes. He was tall, at least six foot, at least. His hair was a shade of different blacks, giving a perfect shade to his pale white skin and his PERFECT JAWLINE and a strong figure. He was perfect from head to toe.
It was so hard not to kiss him then and there on his soft lips, that now were smirking at me, with pure fire burning in his eyes, not from anger, but from something different, that I didn't know.
I ripped my attention from his face and focused on what he was now saying to me.
"Are you okay? Coz I know the coffee was really hot." He asked searching for hot coffee on me from head to toe, with such kindness that I might have fallen in love with him, If I stayed any longer, yet I held firm on the ground,
"Thanks, I'm totally fine, but I think you should get changed" I staggered finding for words,"there's a changing room down the hall let me help you with anything I can, I mean if it's Okay with you" I hadn't imagine I would say that but I had nothing else to say, to offer.
"Umm, Thank you, but im....im fine, totally, Thank you again for asking"
An announcement sounded that made me stop.
"All the passengers of Emirates airline are to enter terminal three, the flight will take off in fifteen minutes."
I was officially dead, dead, dead. I would literally need to run to board my luggage and then take the boarding pass.
I turned toward the young stranger and found him panic too.
"I need to run, I'm sorry again for the coffee, maybe someday if fate wills us to meet, then let's go for a coffee" I said offering a broad, tentative smile at him.
"Sure, why not, see you" he said and smiled right back at me and.....and something in that smile made me ease a bit at my own panic.
I ran to the counter to dump my luggage and then I aimed straight to the third terminal.
I was halfway through the airport headed to the third terminal when I heard the gates to terminal three will be closed in five minutes.
I fell into a Sprint, but it was hard to keep up with a bag on my shoulders.
I reached the terminal gateway, panting, I handed over the ticket to the woman standing next to the gate, warning me that if I had been two minutes late the gates would have been closed, and handed me the boarding pass. I murmured a thanks to her and walked into the plane.
The air hostess asked for my boarding pass and then led me to my seat next to the window-it was business class as I had payed for-I put my hand bag on the top shelves and sat in my chair and relaxed. Then I realised that I had not asked the young stranger his name.
I have no idea how long we've been on this plane, the only thing I know is that I slept peacefully in my own cabin.
The captain announces,"Please buckle up your seat belts we are to land and certainly about to experience the land that is situated on the world's most largest natural harbors, here ladies and gentlemen, behold, New York City!."
It was beautiful, more than beautiful, New York City was marvelous, I had no words left for me to describe the beauty of city, lighted with bright sunlight, as if alive yet sleeping but alive, the moment I laid my eyes on the beautiful city beyond made me fall in love, pretty hard, with New York. I just couldn't wait to get off and discover this beautiful city with my own eyes!! I had never been to NYC before, hadn't even cane to see how my University was.
The plane landed and we all got off when a bus pulled in to drop us off at the airport to withdraw our luggages.
We reached the Newark Liberty International Airport and then I withdrew my luggages and then stepped out the airport to find my self gazing wide eyed at the beautiful city beyond.