Instant Messaging for Love
Tell me what you think. This is part of the middle but I would like to know if you guys think I should start to post it as well. I have a few chapters ready and I started to write this before FOR THE LOVE OF A POP STAR. Tell me what you guys think.
She sat there looking at him. She could tell that see had seen him before she just didn't know where. He was gorgeous like a Greek god. He wasn't staring at her which was a relief. If he started to stare at her like she was a freak like everyone else did then she would turn scarlet red. And then he would think she was a freak.
In fact he wasn't even looking in her direction. He was laughing and playing around with his friends. He had a manly laugh. Deep toned. He was well built and looked muscular. She thought if you looked close enough that you might even be able to see the muscle underneath move.
Staring at him caught the attention of his friend. He leaned into the man and whispered something in his ear while staring at her. Then before she knew it the man was staring at her too and she didn't know what to do. He had the most enticing eyes in the world and she couldn't look away. She could feel it creeping up on her. That scarlet death that would scare him away. And when it finally came he showed a sign of amusement on his face. As if he was going to laugh at her. She got from her table and took her coffee with her. She walked briskly and didn't look back. She felt the warmth of embarrassment on her neck and cheeks. One of the most gorgeous men was going to laugh at her. Maybe her and men weren't meant to mix together. Then to top it all off she had to trip on her own feet and fall on the sidewalk spilling hot coffee on her dark green shirt and jeans. Though no one was on the street it made her mad that she had let a guy she didn't even know do that to her.
"Can I help you up Mrs. ...?" he trailed on not know my last name. She looked up to see that it was the man from the coffee shop. Had he followed her here? Had he saw her fall?
"No I'm not a Mrs. I am not married" he held out his hand to her and she unwilling placed her hand in his. He had warm, soft but really big hands compared to hers.
"Do you have a name them that I can call you by?" he asked a bit amused as she wiped coffee off her pants.
"My name... my name is Sarah." Something came over him. He had what seemed to her a confused expression.
"Well Sarah may I ask what your last name is?" By now I was totally confused and it probably showed on my face.
"Actually no you may not. Now if you don't mind I must go. I am late for work." She said as she tried to pull her hand from his. He was easily much stronger than her. He knew he had the advantage and if he wanted to he could keep her close. If she was the Sarah that he is in love with, he wanted to hold and never let go. She had never sent him a picture, more out of respect than not wanting to. He wanted to know what she looked like, but he had never asked her for it.
"Sir, please release my hand. Sir, Please release my hand! She said in a louder voice.
"Oh, sorry Ms. Sarah." He said as he gentle released her hand. "oh and by the way my name is John." He said to her as she walked towards the end of the curb.
Suddenly she stopped. It finally made sense to her. She knew why she felt that she could tell her best friends everything about this gorgeous stranger, and now she realize why he wasn't such a stranger to her. It was John. It was the John she had been dreaming about for a year. She realized she could tell anyone about him and it would totally be true and yet she had never met him that is until now.
She slowly turned to face him. Amusement was plain on his face as he watched her realize he was really there and not just make believe anymore. "John?" she said. He gave her a half smile that made her heart jump and slam against her rib cage. She could swear that if he really looked at her he would be able to see it. He nodded to confirm what they both already knew. He strode up to her and looked her in the eyes. Again she was enticed. His eyes were a shade of green and as the stare between them heated up his eyes became a solid green. She looked away. She could feel it coming again the scarlet death she leaned her head down so that her face would be covered by her hair. Seconds passed before she felt firm fingers gently under her chin lifting her head up so that he could look at.
He knew then looking at her that he was in love with her and as he slowly tilted his head to meet hers he froze and again there eyes made contact. Then gently leaning in his lips touched hers. At first it was gentle and sweet. Then as she started to feel something it became hot and passionate. Before it could go any farther she broke it off and started to run. She could hear him yelling after her probably even trying to follow but the crowd was picking up. She couldn't deal with this. He was too good for her in every way possible. And talking to him on that chat room was a big mistake was all that she could think. Such a big mistake to fall head over heels in love with him and then to think I could be with him. But in reality she couldn't and as that thought came upon she broke down crying as she ran away from her true love, her one and only soulmate.
In fact he wasn't even looking in her direction. He was laughing and playing around with his friends. He had a manly laugh. Deep toned. He was well built and looked muscular. She thought if you looked close enough that you might even be able to see the muscle underneath move.
Staring at him caught the attention of his friend. He leaned into the man and whispered something in his ear while staring at her. Then before she knew it the man was staring at her too and she didn't know what to do. He had the most enticing eyes in the world and she couldn't look away. She could feel it creeping up on her. That scarlet death that would scare him away. And when it finally came he showed a sign of amusement on his face. As if he was going to laugh at her. She got from her table and took her coffee with her. She walked briskly and didn't look back. She felt the warmth of embarrassment on her neck and cheeks. One of the most gorgeous men was going to laugh at her. Maybe her and men weren't meant to mix together. Then to top it all off she had to trip on her own feet and fall on the sidewalk spilling hot coffee on her dark green shirt and jeans. Though no one was on the street it made her mad that she had let a guy she didn't even know do that to her.
"Can I help you up Mrs. ...?" he trailed on not know my last name. She looked up to see that it was the man from the coffee shop. Had he followed her here? Had he saw her fall?
"No I'm not a Mrs. I am not married" he held out his hand to her and she unwilling placed her hand in his. He had warm, soft but really big hands compared to hers.
"Do you have a name them that I can call you by?" he asked a bit amused as she wiped coffee off her pants.
"My name... my name is Sarah." Something came over him. He had what seemed to her a confused expression.
"Well Sarah may I ask what your last name is?" By now I was totally confused and it probably showed on my face.
"Actually no you may not. Now if you don't mind I must go. I am late for work." She said as she tried to pull her hand from his. He was easily much stronger than her. He knew he had the advantage and if he wanted to he could keep her close. If she was the Sarah that he is in love with, he wanted to hold and never let go. She had never sent him a picture, more out of respect than not wanting to. He wanted to know what she looked like, but he had never asked her for it.
"Sir, please release my hand. Sir, Please release my hand! She said in a louder voice.
"Oh, sorry Ms. Sarah." He said as he gentle released her hand. "oh and by the way my name is John." He said to her as she walked towards the end of the curb.
Suddenly she stopped. It finally made sense to her. She knew why she felt that she could tell her best friends everything about this gorgeous stranger, and now she realize why he wasn't such a stranger to her. It was John. It was the John she had been dreaming about for a year. She realized she could tell anyone about him and it would totally be true and yet she had never met him that is until now.
She slowly turned to face him. Amusement was plain on his face as he watched her realize he was really there and not just make believe anymore. "John?" she said. He gave her a half smile that made her heart jump and slam against her rib cage. She could swear that if he really looked at her he would be able to see it. He nodded to confirm what they both already knew. He strode up to her and looked her in the eyes. Again she was enticed. His eyes were a shade of green and as the stare between them heated up his eyes became a solid green. She looked away. She could feel it coming again the scarlet death she leaned her head down so that her face would be covered by her hair. Seconds passed before she felt firm fingers gently under her chin lifting her head up so that he could look at.
He knew then looking at her that he was in love with her and as he slowly tilted his head to meet hers he froze and again there eyes made contact. Then gently leaning in his lips touched hers. At first it was gentle and sweet. Then as she started to feel something it became hot and passionate. Before it could go any farther she broke it off and started to run. She could hear him yelling after her probably even trying to follow but the crowd was picking up. She couldn't deal with this. He was too good for her in every way possible. And talking to him on that chat room was a big mistake was all that she could think. Such a big mistake to fall head over heels in love with him and then to think I could be with him. But in reality she couldn't and as that thought came upon she broke down crying as she ran away from her true love, her one and only soulmate.
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