(3 months later)
I was in my apartment, sitting on my couch. I was watching the second season of American Horror Story, eating lifesavers, doing my homework when there was a knock on my door. I live in a good neighborhood, so I didn't look through the peep hole. I flipped on my porch light, and opened the door. A tall man was turned around so I could only see the back of him. He had a brown leather jacket, a pair of jeans, and converse on.
A bolt of fear shot through me because I didn't know who he was. He turned around and I was so shocked I almost fainted. It was Zachary Quinto at my door step, looking into my eyes. "You look so shocked" he said. I stuttered "I I I didn't expect you to remember me." "How could I forget our kiss, it was magical, I haven't been able to get you out of my head every since then" he said. "Omg really! I can't believe this is real!" "Oh this is very real!" He put his hand under my chin, tilted my head up and kissed me.
We walked backwards and he shut the door, all the while kissing me and putting his hands on me. He felt my hips and kissed me passionately. We fell onto my couch, and he reached up my shirt.