Another weird story from my life!
Yesterday I arrived back in Munich from Zurich. Last night was rather oh I don't know the word for it not romantic but sweet... I put the blinds down for the room I'm staying because practically everyone who is walking past my aunts house can see into my room. But this time I chose to keep one blind up for no real reason at all, just because I felt like it.
As I was on my computer watching 500 Days of Summer I hear a knock on the open window and I kinda freaked out then I saw this cute guy waving at me and so I immediately thought that he was one of my aunts neighbors friend or something and couldn't get in the complex or something. So I opened the window and asked in German "Can I help you?". He talked to me in German and of course it was so quick I had to say I couldn't really understand him. We sort of played charades with words for a while until I realized he wasn't trying to get into the house, so I asked him why he knocked on my window. With his broken English he tried to explain to me that he saw me with a straight face and wanted to see me smile. Haha sounds corny but never met a guy make up a pick up line with such difficulty. He was cute and I was bored so I let him talk to me for a while. Now it feels like I was watching that moment in a movie or something, it all seemed so unrealistic.
After about an hour of talking outside I heard my aunt calling me, I felt like a teenager, sneaking out the house to talk to a boy who knocked on my window. I was just outside the walls of the house, I wouldn't really sneak somewhere unknown with a "new friend".
So after I hugged telling him I had to go and turned to leave he took my arm gently turned me around and gave me a soft kiss on the lips... like in my icon, it felt just like that.
I have to say that was the first sober kiss I've had... how sad is that?
Danke... Fabian, now because of him I have a new idea for a part in my story :)
As I was on my computer watching 500 Days of Summer I hear a knock on the open window and I kinda freaked out then I saw this cute guy waving at me and so I immediately thought that he was one of my aunts neighbors friend or something and couldn't get in the complex or something. So I opened the window and asked in German "Can I help you?". He talked to me in German and of course it was so quick I had to say I couldn't really understand him. We sort of played charades with words for a while until I realized he wasn't trying to get into the house, so I asked him why he knocked on my window. With his broken English he tried to explain to me that he saw me with a straight face and wanted to see me smile. Haha sounds corny but never met a guy make up a pick up line with such difficulty. He was cute and I was bored so I let him talk to me for a while. Now it feels like I was watching that moment in a movie or something, it all seemed so unrealistic.
After about an hour of talking outside I heard my aunt calling me, I felt like a teenager, sneaking out the house to talk to a boy who knocked on my window. I was just outside the walls of the house, I wouldn't really sneak somewhere unknown with a "new friend".
So after I hugged telling him I had to go and turned to leave he took my arm gently turned me around and gave me a soft kiss on the lips... like in my icon, it felt just like that.
I have to say that was the first sober kiss I've had... how sad is that?
Danke... Fabian, now because of him I have a new idea for a part in my story :)