It was around 2AM on Sunday morning when I had that brainstorm. And it was out of the blue and unexpecting. One moment, I was having a dream about the beach and the next Sarah had come into the picture for no apparent reason.
She looked glorious and beautiful in a long navy blue dress with a silver necklace. Her arms were outstretched towards me as if she wanted me to get up close and personal.
I hesitated. Wondering if she was going to do anything else to me.
'Ryan,' Sarah whispered, 'Come to me.'
I gazed at her without saying a word.
'Ryan,' Sarah whispered, 'I love you.'
I walked towards her, 'I love you too.'
As I touched her arms, she starts to fade away like an illusion.
And that is when I wake up covered in sweat. That is a sign that if I dream about Sarah like that, then I am mad about her and want her so badly. Blame hormones for that.
I don't mention anything about the dream to Sarah when she pops round to my house later on the same day. But the first thing that she does notice is how tired my eyes look.
'Oh Ryan,' she exclaimed, 'Did you have a bad night?'
'Sort of,' I replied with a lie, 'Just a programme on the TV came into my dreams.'
There was a brief pause then I bravely opened up my mouth, 'Sarah... I need to talk to you.'
She stared at me, 'OK Ryan. In private?'
'Yes,' I replied, 'It's something that I want to tell you.'
'Is it?...'
'Wait and see.'
Both of us went up to my bedroom which I had tidied up just for the occasion. Well, I had tried to tidy it up. Sarah sat on the edge of my bed and waited for me to sit next to her. She looked slightly afraid as if she was dreading what I was going to do to her.
'Don't worry. I'm not going to tickle you.' I said just to reassure her.
'Your tickles were cute.' Sarah replied.
'Well... Let's get down to the main reason why I wanted to talk to you.' I say.
Sarah takes a deep breath and looks at me. At this point, my heart is beating fast.
'Sarah...' I begin to say but my voice fades.
She looks at me and to my surprise, she takes my hand and places it on her heart. I can feel her heart beating fast too.
'Ryan...' she whispers.
We both stare at each other for a few minutes. And say nothing.
I could feel the flames of love burning beside us and I know that these flames won't hurt us. It will make us stronger.
'Sarah, I think you are a beautiful girl.' I say.
She blushes, 'Oh Ryan, I think you are incredibly handsome.'
Her reply gives me a boost of confidence to ask her, 'Will you go on a date with me?'
Much to my surprise, Sarah's smile fades, 'Oh, I was thinking you were going to say something else.' said Sarah.
'Like what?' I asked.
'Nothing, It doesn't matter.' she replies.
I get off the bed and stand up pulling Sarah up in the process, 'It does matter.'

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Short StoryPLEASE NOTE: THIS STORY HAS NO CONNECTION WHATSOEVER TO YOU AND ME, THANKS! This is the tale of a special love story, welcome to the world of Ryan Little and his girlfriend Sarah. Originally written in 2014 for a writing competition that was later c...