I'll write your name!

Meeting... her

I feel nervous, ill and happy, all at the same time. I could cry out of happiness or puke, I don't know myself how I feel. I open the doors to the room where my idol is supposed to be waiting for me. There she stands, in another beautiful outfit. A short black skirt and a long sleeved black sweater. I swing both ways, but this is what I find really attractive in a female. She gives me a look and smiles happily. I feel kind of shy, but I also feel energy going through my whole body. I feel alive!

'Sit down please!' Tay22 said. 'I was like, so moved by your story! I almost lost my mother too by a dangerous disease. Luckily I had enough money to pay for the treatment. But when I heard you were in the same spot without the money, I just couldn't help but choose you! I can relate so well to you and your situation. I think to myself how funny it is that she calls me relatable, since I always relate to her so well. 'Dear Tay22. I do not know how I can express my gratitude. I have never been more grateful in my whole life.' Just like every other time I talk about my mother's illness, I start crying again. Tay22 came closer to me and dried my tears with her fingers. She said to me: 'Don't worry about it, you deserve this. You may call me by my actual name by the way. It's Tasha. I think about her name and the beauty of it. How lucky am I to be able to call her by her real name? She is both my idol and my salvation. 

'Next week, let's meet up at my place to discuss all the details. I already payed for your mother's first day of treatment, so don't worry about that. She's getting treated as we speak!' She makes a cute face and I can't help but blush. I always had a crush on her when I was a minor, but seeing her up close makes me like her even more. 'So, I'll text you my personal adress if you can give me your phone number?' I blush and shake my head. I am too flustered to speak out loud. She notices and smiles at me, making me feel a bit more comfortable. 'So? Can I have your number?' I write it down on a piece of paper and give it to her. To be honest, I am just not believing that Tay22, or Tasha, just asked me for my phone number. 'My house is a bit big, you give me a call when you reach the entrace, all right?' She said. I believe she winked after saying that. I clear my throat and some older male walks up to me saying I should leave because of Tasha's busy scedule. I wave at her and she waves back while saying: 'Bye, Mike!'