Finding You

He's 31 and I'm 22. There's no way that he'll ever like me, right? I'm too young or too inexperienced. How could I have run into my favorite YouTuber in the middle of the night at my favorite cafe?

I stand from my seat and walk over timidly. I rest my hand on his table and he looks up to me and kind of has this half smile.

"I'm sorry but I had to ask. Are you RadicalBradical?" I feel the blush assault my face and want to hide away. He smiles and shakes his head.

"Yeah but offline people just call me Brad." He holds his hand out to me and I shake it, feeling sparks, or probably not.

"I'm Natalie and a huge fan." I smile and our eyes meet. I bring my hand back to the table and he looks me over.

"How did you get into my channel? My demographic isn't filled with women your age." He asks and I take a deep breath. We'll be here all night if he wants that story.

"It's kind of a long, sad story. Don't think you'd want to hear it." I bring my hand up to my face to tuck my hair behind my ears. He presses his lips together and sighs.

"How bout I go grab us some more coffee and you can tell me about it." He stands and grabs my cup from me, our hands touching briefly. He's so close to me. I can smell his cologne. I nod, unable to find the words to speak to him. "Cool, I'll be back in a minute." He smiles and walks away. I sit in the booth and look out of the window at the rain coming down.