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It's been raining continuously for the past two hours and since then I have been trying to muster the courage to go to Rach and go something romantic, like take her and dance with her in the rain. I know she would love that. For some reason ever since my talk with Lucy every time I look at Rach, I am that 20 year old boy who laid eyes on her for the first time. My heart beating suddenly starts so fast that I am afraid at she can hear me. My palms all sweaty and clammy. My mind gets all foggy and if she comes anywhere closer to me, my breath just gets caught at the throat. When we go to bed, I am literally dying inside. I feel so nervous like I felt the first time we made love. It is all so over whelming for me and I think I will die soon with a heart attack at this rate.
A week has passed since my talk with Lucy. I haven't come up with a plan yet but I got a clue of what I should do. I should dig up our past, remember those amazing moments we had together and figure out all the good things I did. Then, I simply use them again and I am gold. I just don't know where or how to start. Right now Rach is in the kitchen making dinner. She has been humming some tune and every time I look at her, I see her swaying her hips slightly.
I get from where I was sitting and walk towards the stereo and begin to look for song CD's. I finally find what I had been looking for. I put the CD in and it starts playing "At Last" by Etta James It was the song to which we had our first dance. That's is a whole other story to tell.
At last
My love has come along
My lonely days are over
And life is like a song
As the music started to play, Rach turned around, surprised. I slowly walked up to her, take one of her hands and place it on my shoulder while I hold the other in my hand. I slowly saw my hips, as she joins me. I look into her eyes and it's filled with surprise and happiness. I slowly slide my hands to her hips and she moves her hands behind my neck. She slightly shivers at my touch and that action makes me excited. The thought that even after so many years, my simple touch affects her so much makes me ecstatic. I take one of her hands from behind my neck again and slowly twirls her and then, I dip her. I bend forward and capture her lips in a slow passionate kiss.
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Well, at least that is what I should have done.But like said, this new- found nervousness around her didn't let me do any of that. I wonder if it would have turned out as great in reality as in my head cause that kiss was really something. I just being really pathetic. She is why wife. I have done more than kiss her. I have danced with her a million times. It shouldn't be affecting me so much. I sighed and turned my attention to the window and stared outside. The rain always reminds me of the day my life changed- the day I met Rach.
Destiny. That has to be what led me to her. I have nothing but my luck and God to thank for bringing her into my life. It happened when I was still in uni. I was always the fun, party- loving, crazy guy. The only tag that didn't accompany with the party- loving attitude of mine was that of a player. There was no way I could be a player. I was always a friend for the girls. It was not because I wasn't good looking or anything. I just was not a flirting, one night stand type of guy. As far as having relationship is concerned, I was nervous around new people so I could never muster the courage to ask a girl I just met on a date. Once the girl got to know me, I was the friend. It was really frustrating sometimes but I always knew God had a plan for me.
How I met Rach has to be a complete coincidence. My best friend and room-mate from uni wanted to go meet his girl friend. He was in a long- distance relationship and had not met her in about 6 months and he was going crazy. That day, he was leaving for his girlfriend's place and I being a good friend dropped him at the airport. On my way back, I must have been lost in my thoughts or something because when I looked around I was absolutely lost. I had no clue where to go. Just then my luck decides to kick in and I ran out my gas. Cursing my luck and grumbling, I get out the car and manage to push her to the side of the road. Looking around I saw a diner and decided to step in there to ask for directions to a nearby gas station and a way out of this place . I grabbed my wallet and keys and went in the diner. The moment I entered it began to rain. I was shocked? Since when did it rain in the middle of summer? Last time I checked, it was supposed to be hot and sunny and DRY. The rain meant only one thing, I wasn't getting out of here for a long time.
"Sir, May I help you?" I turned to look for the source of that question and I gasped. Suddenly, I was glad for the rain. I found myself thanking all the rain gods that there is. Standing before me, had to be the most beautiful girl I ever laid eyes on. Everything about her was beautiful. She had wild wavy blond locks that looked so soft that I wanted run my hands all through them. She had shiny, bright cat like blue eyes that were just shining in amusement. Probably because I was gaping at her like a monkey. She had a really cute nose and really kissable lips. My cheeks began to develop a shade of red as I caught myself thinking of kissing her. She was slim and had a great body. She was quite tall and came past my ears. She had legs that just seemed to go on forever. Suddenly I heard a throat clear and I quickly snapped out of my trance and raised my eyes to look at her. Her eyes were dancing with amusement. I began to blush profusely. "Are you done checking me out?" She kept a straight face when she asked me but I could clearly hear the humor lurking beneath her voice. Me checking her out didn't make her uncomfortable. That is a good thing. Right? Is she flirting? Maybe I should flirt back. I racked my brains fro a good response. However, my mouth had a mind of it's own
I shifted my weight from one foot to another, scratched behind my neck sheepishly and said, "I am sorry. I didn't mean to check you out. Not that you shouldn't be checked out because you are hot. I mean, beautiful. You are so beautiful. I mean, wow. Not that I think that. It's just anyone would think that. That you are beautiful because you are." Suddenly my mind caught up with my blabbering and I face- palmed myself. Great going. Now this girl is going to think I am a psycho. I have blown any small chance that I might have had with this girl. "Oh god! I don't even know what I am saying anymore. I didn't mean any of that. I mean you are beautiful. But that is it. I mean anyone would look at you and want to appreciate how beautiful you are." I groaned inwardly as the words left my mouth. It's like I have a case of verbal diarrhea. Why can't I just shut up and save what is left of my dignity. But no, I just have to go and make myself look like an idiot in front of a stranger who will always remember me as a crazy psychopath. At least she will remember me. I took a deep breath and finally pleaded, " I am sorry. I will just sit in a corner somewhere till the rain dies. Please don't kick me out." I looked up at her and suddenly she burst out laughing. Laughing in the sense, clutch your sides- bend down- eyes tearing up- laughing. It must have gone on for at least 5 minutes before she forced herself to calm down. "Awww... you are just too cute man. I was just messing with you but I have to say this might be the first time I was called beautiful at least 5 times in less than 10 minutes. " She winked at me before she added, "You don't have to sit in the corner, I will get you a nice place and while you are here you must try our cheese cake. They are literally pieces of heaven." She didn't wait for me to respond as she began to lead me to a table.
I spend the rest of my time just starting at her. Just looking at her had my heart going at rocket speed. Every now and then she would catch my eye and smirk or wink, making me blush. I was acting like a school girl with a crush but I couldn't help it. I ended up spending five hours there that day even when it stopped raining two hours after I stepped into the diner. I only left because they had to close down.
As I walked back to my car, feeling all down, I heard her call out, "Aren't you going to offer me a lift?" I turned around to see her looking at me with slight smirk on her face, eye brows raised and eyes swimming with humor. I smiled sheepishly, scratched behind my neck and said, "I would have but I ran out of gas. That is why I entered the diner in the first place. To find where the near by gas station is and to find my way out of here. I am actually lost."
She tilted her head and looked at me, as if trying to study me. I fidgeted nervously as she continued to look at me. What was she thinking? Does she think I am good looking? What if she thinks I am not? Do I have something on my face? The thoughts kept plaguing me and by the time she finally spoke up I just wanted to dig up a hole and bury myself. Which is why what she said next left me with my jaw hanging.
"How about I walk with you to the gas station and walk back with you. You fill gas and then drive me home. I will even give you directions to get wherever that you wish to go." To say I was shocked was probably an understatement. I, in a billion years thought those would be the words coming out of her mouth. She laughed at my shocked face and walked up to me and linked out arms together and started walking. I finally snapped out of my trance and began to walk without having to have her drag me to the station. Having her so close to me was making my mind all foggy. Finally, after walking for around 5 minutes, she finally spoke up. "You know this is the exact things parents tell their children not to do. Look at me, walking around in this deserted area with a guy whom I just met and I don't even know his name. " I smiled, "John. My name is John Miller. Now you know my name."
"John. Hmmm...", She twisted a little to face me as we walked, "Yeah, you do look like a John. But I am going to call you.... hmmmm... I know! Cheesecake!" She smiled widely as if that was the most brilliant thing ever. She really had a beautiful smile. I laughed, "Cheesecake? Really? So, What's your name?"
"Cheesecake is brilliant. Don't worry it won't stick for long. I will get bored of it soon. My name... How about this? I am a girl who needs to make sure of her safety so I will tell you my name, after you drop me home." I don't know if she realized but her words held a promise of me meeting her again. The thought of seeing her again made me extremely happy.
"That's not fair. You can walk with me in this deserted place all alone but you think telling me your name is more dangerous" She giggled and then finally said, "No. I just know you are dying to know my name and I love the power I have" I pouted, "You are mean."
Before we knew it, we were in my car on my way to her house. We talked about a lot of things. Some really pointless things like why trees were called trees which went on to why anything is called what they are called. It was simple, light hearted, weird and simply fun. She had an amazing laugh and I managed to make her laugh a lot. It was so easy with her. We finally reached in front of her apartment. She had already drawn a map for me to find a way back home from my place. I stopped the car and turned to look at her and smiled, "I really had a great time today." She smiled back, "Yeah. Me too." Then we continued to stare for god knows how long. Somewhere in the back of my head I knew she wanted me to kiss her. I wanted to do the same but I was too nervous. After God knows how long, she finally stepped out of the car, closed the door and bend down to look through the window, " Rachel. That's my name." She smiled and turned around as I watched her walk away. When she finally disappeared from my vision , I realized I hadn't taken down her number or asked if we could meet again. I groaned in frustration. Great John! You really suck! I thought about going back in there and knocking on every door till I find her apartment. However, it was really late and doing that would only lead to some one kicking my ass for waking them up. I sighed. At least I know where she works. I will return there tomorrow and as her out. Or maybe Day After. I finally began my 2 hour drive back home, carrying with me the thoughts of Rachel who captured my heart the minute I laid eyes on her.
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