Aspen met Pinchas.

I texted him : I'm here.

It doesn't even take him a complete minute to reply to my message.

Pinchas: I see you.

He made my heart burn under my chest when he said it. I felt so exposed, too bare to take the suspense alone this way. The way my blood rushed in the veins was as fast as my heart that was beating all around my body. From head to toe, like I had hearts all over my body.

If he was torturing me, he's good at it. So much so that I texted him rather than searching for his presence : well I can't.

Him: I'm right here, you're wearing dark jeans and yellow jumper.

Me: I guess that's someone else with the same dress code.

He better know that I'm mad at him. I want him to think that I'm mad because if he didn't treat me right, I would actually be mad.

Pinchas: I know you Aspen. And I see you right now.

What was he expecting me to do, find him? beacuse that was going to be cute if we weren't in this situation.

Cause I am a queen when it comes to being mad.

Me: okay Pinchas, I'm out.

Pinchas saw the message and soon when I thought he would text back telling me where he was, a voice called out my name from one of the booths behind me which I was sure that it was Pinchas.

Oh Pinchas.

A warm smile with a hint of awkwardness. Shiny dark hair set to one side of his head, what sweet creature that nature has made, what beauty of a man that sleeps right in his skin, "Hey,"

I wish I was stronger than him, I wish I was a fraction of him, I wish I could budge the soft grin on my face away as I gasped for breath, "Pinchas."

Xx

They were supposed to hate eachother for bringing out that what wasn't going to please people, however, they fell in love.

Aspen and Pinchas, a beautiful love story.