Crushing Love.

001 [the lovely stranger]

I remember the intensity of that moment. I was at the state fair with Allie, my best friend, for seemingly most of the day. Throughout the day we had been conversing our desperations of a boyfriend, but with her already sharing mutual feelings with her crush, we had been more focused on finding me someone. I–of course– usually have my mind set on my type, yet, as my family remind me constantly, 'my type does not exist'.
Anyway, I remember climbing on to a ride when I saw a boy walking by himself farther down from the ride. I grew curious of this boy, but I could only see the back of him. The sun was still in the sky, and it was my turn on the ride, so I pocketed my curiosity and went on with my day.
Later that day, after the sun had begun to set, I noticed the boy again. He was pacing in circles near a game booth, and it had looked like he was waiting for his friends. I demanded Allie to look over at the boy, and we both began evaluating him. It was almost dark, and the boy kept moving, but we tried our best to see his face. As our ride was finishing up, he walked with his group of friends past it. Allie and I grabbed our stuff, and climbed down from the ride. Once on the path, we began walking in the direction of where we saw the boy walk off to. The group had turned and the boy was walking in our direction.
Time slowed when I looked at him.
His hair was a black mess of curls on his head. His eyebrows were dark and arched, his lips full. His jawline could cut. The instant I saw him, my heart bounced outside my chest. It's an understatement to say my interests were peaked. I came to a holt as soon as he had passed. Allie began investigating my face, looking for a reaction. "Oh my god" I had said while still dazed. I instantly began walking in his direction while Allie followed, but I was too nervous to approach him. We stood back and watched what line his friends got into, and stood two people behind them. The line was for the Ferris wheel.
While waiting in the line, I couldn't help but stare at the boy. I had definitely never seen someone like him– except for on the internet. His outfit was basic, just a blue jacket with black pants and shoes. He was tall, taller than me, which it is usually not easy to find given that I'm 5'9, he wasn't buff though, he was lean but not too skinny. While lifting his jacket, I caught sight of his stomach and an even more flustered me quickly looked away. I couldn't help but glance at his face, memorizing every angle. Out of embarrassing fear of never seeing this boy again, I had Allie pose in front of me, and began snapping photos, hoping he had bombed some of them.
The boy and his friends got on a cart in front of the one before us. While on the cart, Allie and I could not stop talking about the boy, how he fit me perfectly. The cold air added to the anxious, heart-fluttering feeling taking over my body, and I was filled with adrenaline. We began thinking of ways we could approach this boy, and I begged Allie to ask him what school he goes to (out of everything I could ask, why did I choose that?).
He had gotten off the ride before us and as soon as it was our turn we quickly walked to where he was walking. We didn't wanna approach him with his friends all around, so we walked to a nearby booth and debated what to do.
We were pretty much giving up when I looked into the direction of his group and...
There he was,
Walking towards us.
My heart stopped and I'm sure it showed on my face, I was extremely nervous.
He seemed to slowly pace near us by himself, and I hoped he would come talk to us. Allie took this as an opportunity to ask the question and walked up to him. He instantly looked confused and I was left shocked. We briefly made eye contact and I looked away, feeling uneasy.
I watched as Allie conversed with him and then turn and quickly walk past me as I confusingly followed her.
This is how the conversation went, according to Allie:
"Hey can I ask you a question?"
"Sure"
"What school do you go to?"
"********, uhm why?"
"Oh I thought you were someone else."
(Yes, lousy excuse for a convo, but we took what we could get )
As we walked away, Allie began searching the school on her phone, and we found that it was around 45 minutes away from where we live. I was still filled with adrenaline, and we went on with riding other rides.
All I could think about was this boy, and as it was almost time to leave, I told myself and Allie that if I saw this boy one more time, it was fate. Time had flied and before I knew it, we were rushing off our last ride to leave. I had not seen the boy yet.
As we passed a ride, we noticed the boys friends, and I saw his flash of blue jacket in one of the carts. I waited for the ride to finish and approached him as he got off. He eyes locked with mine as I nervously walked in front of him. We stood facing each other, him slightly taller than I am. I opened my mouth and closed it, and he patiently watched. I worked up enough courage to anxiously ask for his number. He confusingly asked why and I explained how I found him cute as I felt the heat rush to my cheeks. He blushed and told me his number and we stared at each other a little longer before I ran back to Allie, filled with a hundred feelings.

That is what I wish had happened.

Now what really happened;
I noticed him on the ride, and began slowing but was urged by Allie to keep moving. I ran with Allie to our pickup spot and regretted my decision to not ask him for his number, or even his name, as soon as we were outside the gate.
That day, one of my best so far, replays in my head over and over. All I seem to think about lately is that mop of dark hair in the blue sweatshirt.

And that, my friends, concludes the story of my mysterious crush on the boy who's name I don't know.

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This is the first story I've written about my personal love life, it's extremely dramatic as you can see but enjoy smellys