Meeting You Again

It was a cold winter Sunday morning. Snow was slowly falling from the sky onto the ground, which around this time of year was normal in Maine. People were full of Christmas joy since the holiday was about a week away. As I was walking out of Sunday mass, an older gentlemen held the door for me.

"Thank you, sir." I looked at him and smiled.

He tipped his hat. "No trouble at all, little lady."

I walked out the door into the cold fresh air when suddenly I heard someone.

"Katherine? Is that you?" I looked away from the kind man and turned around. I recognized that orange hair and pair of bright blue eyes in a second.

"Yes, Alex, it's me." I breathed, not believing my eyes.

He smiled and embraced me in a hug. "How are you?" He asked. "I haven't seen you in so long!"

Long story short: Alex was my first big crush. We never dated or anything, but I thought I was going to marry him when I was in high school. He didn't stay in my town for very long. I blinked and he left, he moved on to bigger things.

I remember crying so much when he left. I loved him more than myself, which scares me a little. I remember staying up all night thinking about him and how we would meet again. I never thought it would be like this. I had a very different scenario in my head.

It was summer time and I was on the lake, relaxing. No school means no responsibilities, so I could do whatever I wanted to. I stood up from my beach chair and headed into the water for a fun little swim. Suddenly, I heard a voice shout out:

"Katherine!"

I stopped in my tracks and looked to see Alex running towards me. My heart beating out my chest, I started running towards him also. We got closer and closer to each other and then we finally met. Me, feeling undaunted, laced my arms around his shoulders and kissed him. In return he grabbed my hips and pulled me closer to him. I inhaled his scent and smiled to myself as I realized his lips tasted like honey and happiness. The world around me froze, and nothing mattered except him and I.

But that was just a silly high school fantasy.

"It has been a long time, hasn't it?" I replied, breaking the awkward embrace.

"Want to take a walk? Catch up?" He asked and smiled.

I took a good look at him. He was just as beautiful as I remembered, if not more beautiful. He had definitely grown older, you could tell by his height and facial features. He now looked like a real man.

"Okay."

We started to walk towards my old high school.

"So, what have you been up to lately?" He said.

"College." I replied. "That's about it."

"Ah, I remember those days..."

We walked on and made casual small talk. We talked about life, faith, family, the weather and the up-coming holiday. We decided to cross the road to walk downtown. After we crossed there was a long, awkward silence.

"So... Do you have a boyfriend?" He randomly blurted out, breaking the silence.

"No." I blushed looking down at my shoes. "D-Do you have a girlfriend?"

"No. Girls don't find me very attractive." God, he was just screaming to be kissed.

"That's not true. I remember a very silly girl in high school who had the biggest crush on you." I gulped, making myself stare into his hypnotic eyes.

"Who was it?" He made a curious face.

"... Me."

"You liked me? Why?"

"I think it's the hair."

He laughed and then turned serious. "No, really, why did you like me?"

I bopped my finger onto his nose. "You have a cute nose." I giggled. Where the Hell was this coming from? I needed to stop right now. I can't fall in love with him again, I just can't. He probably thinks I'm a stupid little girl who has weird obsession with him.

The conversation fell into another awkward silence when suddenly Alex stopped walking.

I kept walking until I realized he wasn't by my side anymore and went back.

"Hey, what's wrong?" I asked. Why did he stop? Does he hate me or something? Oh, God, I knew it. I shouldn't of said anything about having a crush on him.

He twiddled his thumbs and then looked straight at me, his face was radiantly glowing.

"How long are you in town for?" He said softly.

"About two weeks." I answered, very confused.

"He twiddled his thumbs again. "Do you maybe- want to go- g-go out on a date? This weekend?"

Right then I exploded on the inside. "I would love that!" I smiled, trying not to act too excited. I've wanted this for a long, long time.

"Are you sure?"

"One hundred percent!"

He let out a sigh of relief and smiled. "Good. Now let me walk you back to your car."

My heart beat out of my chest, I knew what I had to do. Me, feeling undaunted, laced my arms around his shoulders and kissed him. He was surprised at first but then quickly started kissing me back. I broke the kiss not too long after, put my arms back to my side and grabbed his hand. We walked back.

Maybe my silly high school fantasy did come true after all.