I felt him pulling back my collar slightly to stop me. I was startled but in a pleasant way. Does that make any sense to you? Because it was all new for me.
He asked me "When?". I never knew I wouldn't be able to answer a simple one word question. It was tougher than all of my hardest exams combined.
"Well. I don't know. Soon. I mean later. Maybe". I sighed. Why can't I come up with fully formed sentences when I am with this guy? I could no longer blame my poor sleep schedule. There must be something wrong with my brain. They say healing starts with acceptance. Let's heal.
But wait, he was waiting for an answer. Was I supposed to reply him? When could I see him again? No, it was more like why did he want to see me again?
Ok dear brain, here's an idea. Come up with something, we could always cancel it later. Anything. I was not asking my brain for a frigging monolog. Just a decent sentence.
I stood there looking confused without any help from my poor brain. Shocking, right? He must have pitied me and thought of answering my unasked question "Why?"
He just smiled and said, "We have become too close to meet just by coincidences. Don't you think?"
"Too close? I couldn't even remember your name".
I should check my pants for any burn marks. You know how the insightful saying "liar liar" goes, right? I was not so sure if "fire in the pants" part was just there for the rhyme.
He was unaffected by my sarcastic remark. It was like he expected it.
"It's Dean, baby. I am sure you might have even had a few dreams about me and called my name". He had the nerve to add a wink.
I felt myself blushing a little on that note. I wanted to tell I didn't dream about him. But I couldn't trust my mushy brain to conjure up a witty comeback now.
It seemed to have a melt down whenever I thought of him. How could I expect it to work when the mysterious blue-green eyes winked at me.
I wanted to give up. "Fine. What do you want now? Tell me so that I can go home and sleep".
Nowadays I enjoy sleeping more. Not that I was expecting to dream about him or anything. You know. Sleeping is nice. You should try it.
"Can I get your number? I don't have my phone with me now. Can you write it on my hand? Here". He seemed little nervous.
I was speechless. Who comes out without a mobile phone these days? Anyway I was enjoying the fact that he could get nervous too. He was teasing me a few minutes ago. He could be taken down a peg or two.
Why should I be the only one who resembled all types of emoticons you typically see on the mobile?
I held his hand lightly and wrote my number across his palm. The simple touch gave me a million butterflies. May be not a million. A decent number.
I prayed that I didn't show it on my face. Was it even considered as hand-holding? I needed to ask Rose.
"There. Now shall I leave?" I needed to leave before he finds out about the butterflies that came out of nowhere. I mean where were the flowers? How would they live without flowers?
Dear brain, stop ranting for a second. If only you spent this much effort to come up with sentences which can be said out loud and not land me in an asylum.
He was looking at his hand and he looked ecstatic. Yes, ecstatic. I was not the one to use the word carelessly but I couldn't find a way to describe the look on his face.
"I will give you a call later. We can meet for some coffee. I am new around here so I don't know about the cool hangout spots".
I laughed at his enthusiastic comment and teased, "Oh! I will be your guide, then. Always at your service, sir".
His smile was unaffected and he waved at me as I was leaving.
"No, I have Siri for that. I just wanted to see you again. Bye, baby. I mean, Alex". He corrected when he saw me scowling at him.
With that I came back home and played games for sometime. I kept losing because I was so busy being distracted by my own thoughts.
Wait, did he say he wanted to see me again? Should I have been sucked it up and asked if he was single? So what if he said no? I could start the process of moving on, which wasn't supposed to be easy.
But how could you casually ask if someone was single without making yourself so obvious? Even if he said yes, should I have asked him out? At least I would know his answer and not trying to guess it and losing sleep now.
I called my mom for our daily catch-up. I heard all about uncle Patrick and his beekeeping hobby. Ask me how he found out his new love interest was allergic to bees. It was hilarious.
Grateful for the distraction, I tried to sleep early as I didn't want my dream time to be cut short just because I actually saw him today.
A/N: You wish you had Dean's confidence while dealing with stuff? Me too!
It was Dean's now or never moment. He took a chance and got what he wanted.
Take this a sign and do the thing you have been always afraid of! This applies to anything and everything. Go get it :) The world is YOURS to take!