Me & You (c) 2014+
M. How They Met
He pulled the hoodie tighter around himself, trying to obtain as much warmth as possible. As a result of his lack of attention, he stumbled into a basket.
"Baskets move these days, huh." Jared grumbled, holding onto his stomach.
"Not unless they're being carried," someone laughed. It was light - lighter than the clouds, Jared imagined - and heavenly. When he looked up to see who he had caused damage to - more like who caused damage to him - the breath in his lungs were knocked out.
She was beautiful.
Scratch that, perfect - he thought.
"I'm, uh - I didn't - oh God-damn," he breathed out his stuttering, trying to compose himself before adding a sheepish "sorry".
Then she laughed and Jared was sure he would collapse to the ground any second.
Stupid knees.
"I'm Aliana," she held out her hand with a sweet, innocent smile.
"I'm Jared," with a breath-taking smile of his own, Jared lifted her hand and kissed the gaps between her knuckles. He heard a sharp intake of breath - her breath. "I'll see you again. Soon."
He walked away, slightly satisfied before internally grumbling at himself.
"That was not smooth," he mumbled to himself.