Closer to Hope

Chapter 5

Dasha's P.O.V

"Uhmm..Hello" I blush and look down at my hands. What made this perfect man come talk to me? God he looks familiar, I swear I know him from somewhere. Just like me, he was blushing, it was adorable. I look back up at him, and smile. I swear I could see something spark bright in his eyes.

"Hello, I am Chris, Chris Cerulli, and I just.. well I just wanted to introduce myself, you are really beautiful...i just, ill shutup now." Chris said nervously and goes to walk away.

I grab his arm, and he stops and turns around and looks me in the eyes. Oh my its Chris Motionless, how could I be so dumb and not realize it was him. And he just said I was beautiful!! But I dont think i am, he's famous how could he think that about me, how?!  I take a deep breath and let it out, smiling immensely, "No dont go, please. You can sit here and visit if you would like?" I said hopefully, pointing to the other side of me.

 Chris without a word walked over to the seat opposite of me and sat down. "What is your name dear?" He asked and smiled.

"My name is Dasha Moroz." I reply, still smiling.

"A beautiful name to go with a beautiful girl," He said, "I am not trying to be creepy, but do you live here in this cold city?" He asked nervously.

"Yes actually, I do, do you?" I asked looking down at my hands.

"Yes i do, uhm do you have a cell? Maybe we could talk passed here and get to know eachother?" He asked with enthusiasm. I nodded and smiled, I then get up and grab a napkin and asked him for a pen, and he handed me a sharpie and I write down my number and hand it to him. I am still speechless that he of all people could come into my life, call me beautiful and then ask for my number. Seriously how lucky could one person be?

"Thank you miss Dasha, I will call you. But I must go, the band is getting bored." He said and pointed over to the table he was at before. He then got up and walked over to me, he grabbed my hand and kissed it softly. "Goodbye for now dear." And with that he left.

Stunned and dazed, I brought my hand to my chest and clutched it with my other hand, and smiled getting all excited inside. I got up from the table and grabbed my latte and walked out of the shop, and back to my house.

I got back home and realized no one was home yet, weird but not very unusual. I walked into the house and went to the microwave to warm up what was left of the coffee. I then walked up to my room and walked to my mirror. How on earth could he think I was beautiful, when he was the beautiful and perfect one? The thought of not checking my phone popped into my head and I ran over to my bed where my phone was laying and I checked it, hoping strongly for something from Chris.

Chris: Hello, it's Chris, is this Dasha?

Oh thank goodness for good grammar, I chuckled to myself and then replied.

Dasha: No its Charles Manson, haha no its Dasha!

Chris: It would be sort of awesome if it was him, but I am happier that it's you. What are you doing gorgeous?

Dasha: Just listening to some music, and you?

Chris: Watching Halloween! What are you listening to?

Dasha: Reincarnate! :)

Chris: So you knew who I was? haha.

Dasha: I was oblivious until you said your name. Haha.

Chris: Well I am glad you enjoy our music.

We exchanged a lot of messages, until it got late and I fell asleep. I slept amazingly well, I fell asleep with the thought of Chris on my mind, and I woke up with him on my mind.

I rubbed my eyes and checked my phone, and saw there was a message from Chris.