When classes finished, I made my way straight to the bench. I had seriously considered skipping the last class and going home to change but decided that what I was wearing was fit for a coffee. It was a little cold outside so I was wearing a nice fitting pair of jeans, a black tee with a rock band logo on it and a hoodie to keep warm. My shoulder length chocolate-brown hair was untied and flowing with the autumn wind and some low heel boots completed my look.
As I reached the bench I saw him, he was moving his head to the rhythm of the music he was listening to on his iPod. You gotta love a man who likes music, I thought to myself.
When I was near him, I tapped his shoulder so he would acknowledge me. When his (different shade of brown) eyes reached mine, a Cheshire cat grin appeared on his face, he removed his earplugs and got up.
He was wearing a hoodie with a blue tee underneath which hugged his body quite smugly and a pair of camo pants and black converse. He was taller than me which I liked considering I’m 5’7”.I hadn’t noticed that when we first talked.
“Shall we go?” – He said, his medium length smooth chocolate brown hair blowing in the wind. He had a long Mohawk which he had styled to one side. We walked in silence to the coffee shop but it wasn’t that type of uncomfortable silence like sometimes happen with my family, it was a comfortable silence, like we had known each other since forever. His hair had me mesmerized, I wanted to run my finger through it so badly.
He even opened the door for me and signalled for me to go first. Not a word was spoken till we were at a small booth at the end of the shop.
I had my hands wrapped around my cup and was avoiding his eyes at all cost. I knew I wouldn’t be able to stop staring if I looked up. We took a few sips of our mugs and he broke the ice.
“So… how would you feel about playing 20 questions?” – With that I looked up and was meet with a cute smile on his face.
“I mean, I know is silly but I would like to get to know you” – He said looking down
“I think it’s a good idea” – I answered shyly.
“Evidently, you are not from here, where do you really come from?” – I thought I would start slowly and get him to warm up before asking something more personal.
“I was born in London, but I have lived in France and Argentina because of my father’s job, He’s in a multinational company which keeps sending him all over the world… ok, my turn, what is the only thing you can’t leave your house without?” – He asked grinning, starting to loosen up a bit.
“I can’t leave my house without my ipod, my music is very important to me…” - I answered blushing slightly.
We continued like that for 3 more cups of coffee, and by that time I had learnt that he was an only son, that he’s favourite music is hard rock, that he’s favourite place in the whole world is London, that on his bedside table he has a picture of his parents and him on one of his birthdays and a lot more things but I didn’t have the courage to ask him about his eyes.
By the time we decided to leave, the sky had already gone dark, as I stepped outside wondering how I was gonna go home when he gave me an answer.
“Would you like me to walk you home?” – He asked staring at the floor.
“Thank you” – I answered simply with a small smile on my face.
I wasn’t far from the coffee shop but my parents had always told me to never go alone after dark and I still respected that. At first, I found it quite annoying but when I finished school I understood that it was for my own good.
We walked closely together, our arms touching slightly sometimes and sending shivers down my body.
We reached my house quickly, but I didn’t want this night to end. As I walked to the door I saw the curtain moving and I’m absolutely sure it was Leslie trying to get a glimpse of him.
“This is me” – I said in a sad tone.
“Ok….I guess I’ll see you tomorrow” – He told me as he turned to leave.
“Thanks for everything” – I smiled, staring in those eyes for a little while, then I got in the house, smiling like a fool and I didn’t even realize it.