Posted by Anonymous on 2012/12/23 under Uncategorized All night he was looking at me from across the bar. The bar where everyone is friends, whether they’re young or old, we all party together. I first met him a couple years ago, and was in complete awe of his beauty. Tall, dirty blonde hair, perfect skin, perfect white teeth and gorgeous blue eyes. He’s in construction but should really be in magazines or movies. He’s always dressed up from going to places much fancier than the dive where everybody knows your name, but it’s always his last stop before heading home. He’s so hot and I wonder if he felt the spark I did. I told my friends when I got to the car, and they were all jealous. I can’t wait to see him again, I want to kiss him all night.
All the times I’ve seen him he says hello and we chat. His voice is deep, but he’s soft spoken. Talking to him makes me feel like when you’re laying in bed with someone, like we’re the only two people in the world. He just has that way about him, like whatever we talk about is an intimate conversation. So last night I was very happy when he he surprised me and all my friends with shots. The bartender said “did you like it? Because you were the target.” I literally had butterflies when he came over and sat next to me, not taking his eyes off of me. We’ve done that before, but honestly I usually just end up sitting next to him it’s not really anything he made a move towards. I made him propose to me, as a joke and he actually did it. He slipped the ring on my finger and said “your hands are so tlittle and cute” and he kissed them. It was funny and adorable. I was just playing with him because he is so gorgeous, how could I take any of it seriously. He said “I always like hanging out with you, you’re so fun, and beautiful. I don’t know if I ever told you that before.” I said “no, you haven’t, but thanks.” For the rest of the night, no matter where I went he was there with me with his arm around me, telling people we were engaged. He wasn’t even drunk, so it made it that much better. It was like he was actually my boyfriend for the night.
When it was time to leave, I was the driver for my friends. I was on the porch waiting for everyone to come out. He was there with me of course. I said “Well, it’s time to go. Get home safely.” He gave me a hug and I thought that was all he wanted. Then he moved his face to mine and kissed me. It was only a few seconds before other people came outside and I pulled away, I could tell he didn’t want to stop because he slipped in one more kiss on the lips and one on my cheek. Those few seconds were passionate and his lips were so soft and warm. It wasn’t a pervy kiss involving tongue, it was just the kind where your lips melt into eachothers. It was like magic I hadn’t felt in so long. I gave my best friend my keys to start up the car and everyone left us again he picked me up and kissed my cheek again and I kissed his, he held my hands and we said our goodbyes.