Intro - Sample only( Full story available in 2021)
INTRODUCTION
I won!!! I can’t believe it!
I jump and dance around in excitement, stubbing my toe on my dresser in my joy. I look down and see a small bit of blood making it’s way down the side of my toe to the floor, I shrug my shoulders and grab my phone to text the good news to Clary. Clarissa and I have been friends since kinder, we went to the same schools, lived in the same street and hung around in the same circles. She was the only one who knows my deepest darkest secrets, like the fact that I was the only 17 year old virgin in school. We have been through everything together but now we lived in separate states so we didn’t get to hang out so much these days. Too excited to type out my message, I just call her instead. She picked up after 7 rings, I was just about to hang up “ Hey girl! What’s up?” I hear her always overly chipper voice on the other end, I excitedly tell her my news and she squeals loudly in my ear. We chatter about random things before hanging up, I bright smile still plastered to my face.
I was going to see him again. The love of my life, the one that I let get away from me.
It had been 4 years since he left, I doubt he will even remember me.
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6 months later:
I quickly shove the pizza in the oven and set the timer. I fire up my laptop and start running through my emails, same shit different day. I bring up Insta and start scrolling through stories and a familiar pic showed up in my feed. It had been 6 months to the day since I met Haydn Cross, my all-time favourite man, my love. I gazed at the photo in awe, he was perfect and well, I looked like the ugly step sister standing nervously by his side. His arm around my shoulder and a bright smile graced his face, the best day of my life.
I click to like the pic and write a quick comment ' best day of my life’ before the timer buzzes, signalling that my dinner is ready. I close down the app and head to the kitchen to eat.
Halfway into my 3rd slice when my phone chirped beside me, I pick it up and almost drop it instantly- Haydn Cross sent me a message. Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god!!
I take a deep breath and click on the message link.
Was one of the best days for me too. Would love to meet again?
What. The. Hell?? Was this a fake account? Is someone messing with me? I decide to message back, I can play games too.
I will meet you again.
IF you can tell me my favourite colour and food
.
I felt a little nervous, what if I’m wrong and it really IS him? Yeah right, I begin chastise myself for being ridiculous when a reply comes in.
Blue & sushi. Will you meet me now?
I begin to get excited again but decide to play it cool and mess with him a bit.
Close. Sorry not close enough. The REAL Haydn Cross would know. Thanks for playing though.
I hit send and almost instantly regret it, what if I’m wrong. Before I could delve further, a responding message appears.
Fine, Arctic blue. You like picnics in the sun, hate storms and the smell of lavender makes your knees weak. How’s that? Do I get to see you again now?
I drop my phone for real this time. Holy shit, it IS him. I squeal and jump around again like I did when I won a meet the first time but this time, he had invited me. Personally.
Holy shit. What do I do? What am I even thinking about? I quickly type out my response and hit send before I chicken out.
Name the time and place
.
I’m about to put my phone down when’s message pops up again.
What’s your number?
I scoff in disbelief but quickly type out my number and send it. I wait a few minutes and realise he isn’t calling me right away, but I know he will.
And he did, 2 days later. I’m getting ready now. I’m so nervous.
I wonder why he asked to meet up with me though, I’m not anybody, I’m not famous.
It can’t be that he remembers me all the sudden, he certainly didn’t 6 months ago.
Yeah I guess I’m not totally ugly but nothing like the dazzling models he had dated but who am I to turn down his offer to spend time together.
Once I’m ready, I double check my make up, fix my hair and head out the door.
I scan the coffee shop slowly until my eyes lock with piercing Arctic blue eyes looking back at me, shining as his lips turn upwards into a bright smile. I blush and give a small wave as I walk towards him, not watching where I’m going. An ear piercing scream echo’s on the white brick walls, I stop and look around before spotting the toddler at my feet, her eyes puffy and red as she wails. A tall blonde approaches her concerned so I start to walk away as I hear “
bad lady standed on my hand and she wasn’t sowwy “
, I stop dead in my tracks as I heard the mother growl out towards me “
you could at least apologise, you are 150 times heavier than her
”. I turned in disbelief, did she really just say that? I mean sure, I’m not stick thin or have the tightest butt but I’m certainly not a whale. I’m proud of my curves. I bend down to the toddler and whisper “
I’m sorry sweetie, I wasn’t watching where I was walking. Is your hand ok? Can I make it better?
” the little girl stops crying and holds it her hand, I assume she wants me to kiss her boo-boo better. I bend down to kiss it better and I’m abruptly pushed away from the child, falling on my butt very ungraciously, my legs flying out from under me. I look up to see the women stomping away, the little girl waving to me over her shoulder. I give her a little wave and attempt to stand but my foot catches my skirt, I fall forward as my skirt stays in place but slipping down my body. I land heavily on the floor and hear a snicker behind me, I freeze in fear. Oh god, what now? I turn to look behind me and immediately regret it, there stands Haydn, his eyes focused on me but not my upper body. As I glance further around, I see what has caught his attention, not to mention a few other customers. My skirt had slid down my hips as I fell forward and my very thin thong cladded butt was on show. Groaning I quickly try to scramble up but fail and fall again. Without warning, warm hands held my hips and pulled my skirt up into it’s rightful position before pulling me upright. His hand stayed holding mine while the other still rested on my hip. I looked up shyly, only to see him already starting at me with a crooked smirk on his lips. I tried to speak but my breath was stolen as I took him in, he hadn’t really changed but if it was possible, he got hotter. My eyes ran over every inch of his face before he finally broke the silence “
falling for me again are you Brits
?”, he asked with a raised eyebrow but a sly grin. I blushed and slapped his chest playfully and responded “
not again
,
no
”. His face fell momentarily before he covered it up with a forced laugh. I pointed towards the table he was situated at when I came in “
shall we sit?”
I say softly, he nods and pulls me behind him back to his table, pulling the chair out for me and sitting on the other side.
A waitress comes over and we order, silence falling between us once she leaves.
Haydn reaches across the table and grabs my hand in his, resting them in the middle “
how are you Brit
?” he asks, all smugness gone. I blink a few times before I answer, what was I supposed to say? That I have lusted after him since back then and I’m still a virgin, that I’m still in love with him? Or maybe I just be normal. I plaster on my best fake smile and reply “
great. Life is perfect right now. Except for me showing off my ass to the whole cafe a few minutes ago, everything was coming up Brits”
I let out a small snort as I see Haydn trying not to laugh at my misfortune. Still an ass!
I am suddenly very conscious of his hand still holding mine, his grip gentle. “
how have you been”
I ask, knowing he has been touring for the last 4 months and has had all sold out shows but not knowing how HE is. He squeezes my hand gently before saying “
better now you’re here
”. I’m about to respond when the waitress came back with our orders and swiftly asks for his autograph. It was only a matter of minutes before other customers noticed who he has and flocked to our table for signatures and photos.
It wasn’t long before I was soon pushed aside as people flooded around us, I lost Haydn in the crowd. I decided to catch up with him another time. This is not how I imagined this day going.
So what do you think so far? This is just a quick snippet, wanting to put the feelers out there. If this generates enough interest, will be fully published in early ish 2021.
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