Hidden Truth

Dreams and Accidents

Chapter 1

"No, no. That's not it. Ah-ha! Here it is-" I say,"Wait, where is it?"

I was at the library looking for the last Harry Potter book.

"Miss, are you looking for something?" The librarian said.

"Yeah, where is Harry Potter and the Deathly Hollows?" I ask.

"Oh, well, someone just checked that one back in. Here, I'll get it for you." She said. Following the woman, I stood at the desk, waiting. "Here you go," she said, handing me the book,"Have a nice day."

"Thanks," I say, stuffing the book in my book bag. I stated to leave and walking down the stairs, I check my watch. "Oh man! I'm late!"

I start to jog and forgetting the ledge in the sidewalk, I tripped. Luckily, someone caught me.

"Whoa! Are you okay?"

"Yeah. I'm fine. Thanks," I say, getting up. Nearly everything fell out of my bag. I started picking it up."Sorry, I wasn't looking where I was going and–"

"It's fine. Here," it said, giving me my book,"Reading Harry Potter?"

"Yeah. Third time reading it," I didn't notice who it was. It was a very tall man, nearly six feet, and was wearing a casual shirt with plain jeans. But when I looked up–

"Whoa. Y-your–"

"Yes I know who I am," Alan said,"Are you going to take your book?"

"Oh, yeah," I say, now feeling embarrassed,"Thanks."

"Anytime." He said,"What was your name?"

Alan Rickman just asked for my name; the Alan Rickman. Here, standing in front of me was my favorite actor waiting for my response."M-macklyn." I stuttered,"Macklyn Droy."

Smiling his beautiful smile, he said,"Well, nice to meet you, Macklyn. I'm Alan Rickman."

•••••

"Macklyn, you need to get table four's order!" Cidneey yelled.

"Oh, right," I start going to the dining room. Cidneey steps in my way.

"Is something up?" She asked. I look over her shoulder. Table four is empty.

"Wait, table four is empty!" I say.

"I just wanted a word with you."

"Okay?"

"Is there something is bothering you? You're not you today."

"Yeah I'm fine." I lied.

"Are you sure? Your not working very as good usual...." Her words lost my mind when someone walked in. Sat themselves at table four. Why he follow me? I moved past Cidneey and headed there. ("Hey! I wasn't done talking!")

I reached table four, got my notepad out and said quietly,"May I take your order?" I kept the notepad close to my face.

"One cup of tea please."

I flinched at the sound of the voice,"Coming right up," I took the menu from the table and started walking away.

"That's what bothering you isn't it?" Cidneey asked.

I brushed past her quickly as if I didn't hear her. My face was getting red and hot. I needed to get to the bathroom. Once I was there, I locked the door. Splashing water on my face, I was thinking. What do I do? I can't leave Alan Rickman out there waiting! Once I got the grip of myself, I unlocked the door and got a cup of tea.

"Here you go." I say quickly and quietly. I tripped over a chair leg and the tea got all over Alan. "I am so sorry!" I take the napkin bin and take a handful of napkins and gave it to him.

"I'm not suprised," he said, taking the napkins,"I did catch you when you did trip."

It's like he doesn't care! Why?

"I will go and get you another cup."

"No need. I've had enough of this place." He got up and left.

I felt so bad and embarrassed, I woke with a start.