A short Glance

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Booksie Classic

Just a short real story. Have you ever looked at a stranger and felt like you wanted to see that stranger again and again?

Submitted: October 29, 2017

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Submitted: October 29, 2017



I waved my hand towards a bus which was coming from the other side. I was already late for college and yes I travel from local bus. It was a cold morning and I was wearing a jumper with a warm muffler around my neck.

The bus stooped right in front of me and I got on the bus. There was only one seat vacant on the end of the bus. I was still standing and moving towards the seat when the driver steered the wheel.

I lost my balance and my right hand got a hold of a seat. Fortunately I didn’t fall inside the bus.

I seated myself and when I glanced toward my right hand, it didn’t hold a seat. Instead it was a broad & and muscular shoulder of a man. I quickly removed my hand.

Of course when I got a hold of something, I literally thought it was a seat; warm as well as still.

I tried to look at that person’s face but could not. He was seated right in front of me and just his hair was visible to me.

I little bit felt embarrassed remembering gripping his shoulder about just a minute ago. I tried to ignore that fact but still I wanted to see how he looked like.

The bus I got in stopped in a bus stop for around 5 minutes. Many unknown people got in but I didn’t care about that. I just hoped the stranger could just turn around little bit so that I could see his face.

I unplugged my headphones wondering if I could hear his voice.

Reading this, you all may think that I must be acting weird, little bit overreacting. But I just wanted to see that stranger’s face who unknowingly saved me from falling in front of many people.

The bus moved again. May be I am not going to get the chance of seeing his face. I just thanked him inside my heart.

I plugged my earphones again and started listening to Perfect Strangers by Jonas Blue.

Who knows the secret tomorrow will hold?
We don't really need to know
Cause you're here with me now, I don't want you to go
You're here with me now, I don't want you to go

Maybe we're perfect strangers
Maybe it's not forever
Maybe the night will change us
Maybe we'll stay together
Maybe we'll walk away
Maybe we'll realize
We're only human

I smiled.

The bus again stopped at another place. The stranger in front of me stood up and got off from the bus. I finally could see his face.

He was around 6 feet tall wearing black leather jacket, black jeans & black converse. He had medium length black hair, grew beard as well as moustache. He was well built as I could clearly see his biceps through his tight jacket sleeve.

I curiously looked towards his face again. Right then, he smiled and I started smiling too.

His eyes….. his eyes were looking straight at me. I turned away. My cheeks started feeling warm in that cold day.

The bus moved. I gave him a quick glance and he was already looking at me showing his perfect teeth.

I logged in my facebook account on my phone and updated a status.

‘I must have fallen in love with 100 celebrities and 1000 strangers.’

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