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Stand there like a ghost, shaking from the rain
My mind replayed the events that happened merely moments before. Dark hair soaked and clothes dampened, my eyes squinted through the dark as I made my way through the rain. My hands offered little shelter from the cascades of rainwater coming down on me. Yet I persevered, nearly toppling over as I skidded across the pavement and dashed across the street, almost getting hit by a passing car which honked at me irritably. Now I stood there, my rain-slicked hair sticking to my face in an awkward, uncomfortable manner, and I approached the door, my finger dithering at the doorbell.
She’ll open up the door, and say “Are you insane?”
“Therese, are you insane?”
She stood there, looking ever so magnificent, so staggering, even as she donned something as unceremonious as a bathrobe. Her hair also appeared to be wet, but not because of the rain. She looks picture-perfect, even when she just got out of the shower, I thought, then dismissed the fleeting notion immediately. What kind of creep am I, to think of such obscenities?
“It’s midnight. I was getting ready to sleep, you dummy.” she continued. “And then I saw you at my door looking miserably wet. What are you doing at my house, anyways?”
She invited me in nevertheless and I left her question unanswered, lingering in the air like a gigantic question mark. I couldn’t bring myself to respond, anyways. All the possible answers that popped up in my head were far fetched, each one more outrageous than the last.
Say it’s been a long six months
She brought me a towel and a cup of tea. From the towel I could recognise her scent, that intoxicating fragrance that enraptured me the first time I set my eyes on her. A drug that still worked to this very day.
I closed my eyes and breathed in. The scent wafted across my nostrils and I felt it engulfing my entire being, lifting me up and granting me wings so I could fly out of the Earth’s atmosphere and into orbit. Her lilting, breathy voice resounded in my ear–
‘My angel, flung out of space.’
“I’m sorry if I intruded on something,” I started. The heat emanating from the cup scalded my hand so I just set it down on the coffee table, looking up at her. “I just- it’s been a long time since I last saw you, and I came to a realisation-”
“What kind of realisation?”
She’s oblivious, Thoughts went off in all directions at 100 miles an hour inside my mind. Even if I tell her, she won’t understand. For how could she?
And you were too afraid to tell her what you want
“I..”
I trailed off. She raised an eyebrow at me and I recoiled under her gaze.
“It’s unnatural. You’re crushing on her like a schoolgirl!”
My desire, coursing like a wave, washed over me and drenched me from head to toe. My entire being, my body and my soul, ached for her. Oh, what I would give for her to just touch me, caress me, kiss me and say the words! Yet here she was, right in front of me but just out of reach, clueless about the war raging inside of me. So close, yet so far.
I dropped my gaze, my confidence now escaping me like a deflating balloon. I shook my head.
“Never mind.” I stuttered. “I- I’m so sorry to have disturbed you.”
I got up from the chair she pushed me into just moments before, heading for the door.
And that’s how it works
The next thing I knew, I felt a hand close around my wrist.
“No, Therese, you can tell me anything. What happened?’
That’s how you get the girl
That simple touch, electrifying and hair-raising, registered to me just moments after. But it was the spark I needed, the spark I desired more than anything. My eyes dilated and my breath hitched in my throat. I was petrified, I was overjoyed, I was.. I was in love.
“I-”
I whipped around and scrutinised her face. Her striking blue eyes were on me, concerned, sympathetic. Her eyebrows were furrowed and her blonde hair was dishevelled streaking across her flawless face. And there I was overcome with an urge to brush it aside, so that I could see her more clearly. But I held back my urge, and instead, that urge faded into want, and that want branched out into millions of confusing feelings, desires, impulses and lust. By now, she would’ve seen my flushed face, my blown pupils, my nervous countenance. There was no turning back.
I took a deep breath.
And then you say
“I want you for worse or for better
I would wait forever and ever
Broke your heart, I’ll put it back together
I would wait forever and ever..”
And there I froze. At once, instant regret washed over me. Why did I say that, why did I say that, why did I say that… I thought frantically.
“Therese, I-”
I braced myself for the blow of rejection. What was I expecting anyways? I was a girl, and she was a woman. She was supposed to love other men, not… me. Under the fear of my feelings not being reciprocated, I breathed a heavy sigh and once again, turned to leave with a heavy heart.
Just then, I felt a hand on my shoulder.
It all happened in a flash. I was spun around by strong arms and there, I met her eyes for the third time tonight. Those azure eyes stared into my soul, and in them, I found the love I longed for, yearned for. Those eyes that swirled into a vortex like a whirlpool sucking me in and soon, I got lost in them, without a map to guide me. But I didn’t care, for in her eyes, I found wonderland.
Contact. She pulled me in and I could feel her minty breath on me. We were so close together, it was like we became one.
So I closed my eyes and anticipated her lips on mine.
And that’s how it works..
that’s how you get the girl.