I wrote this over a year ago
This was written as an english assignment,it's mad cheesy, even though i cut out the worst parts i out in just to meet the task. So here it is, not quite complete but all the better for it.
“HEY, WAIT UP” I yelled to the girl in the torn faded blue jeans. She was also wearing a short, tight, black t-shirt, and a denim jacket. I burst through the doors of the club into the rain after her. She turned around at the sound of my yell, a newspaper held over her head but it was already soaking through and her hair and clothes were plastered to her. The door shut behind me and the music and laughter mercifully vanished. I had not seen anyone be so cruel to another human being as that group of girls had been to this beauty standing before me. I realized as I walked toward that not all the wetness on her face was rainwater. Her mascara had begun to run and dark rivulets stained her cheeks and around her eyes, framing her sorrowful gaze and locking it on mine. “I’m sorry about what happened in there.” I said
“It’s ok” she replied, “I’m used to it”
“Still, it wasn’t right.” I pursued. “May I walk you home?" I ventured
“sure” she said and smiled. She had me for good from then on. Nothing can describe how I felt at that moment. It was like the bottom had dropped out from underneath and I was surrounded by warmth that was seeping from everything around me. I smiled back and then a rain drop in the eye brought me back to reality. I realized how soaked she was and the she was shivering. I stuttered a long string of syllables meant to be an apology and took off my coat.
“Here.” I finally got out.
“No, I couldn’t” she said quickly
“I insist." I replied and draped it over her shoulders. She conceded and I offered her my arm. She took it and we began to make our way down the street.
We walked without direction for a long while and just talked to one another. We debated our differences good-naturedly and found familiar ground on many areas. Suddenly a loud clap of thunder brought us out of our revelry and we realized that the club ahead of us was the club we had left earlier in the night. We had aimlessly wandered full circle. We looked at each other and her lip twitched at one corner, showing a hint of a dimple. I smiled widely and we broke down into uncontrollable laughter. When we were finally done I said “So, where do you live?”
“At the dorm of course” she replied but had a confused look in her eyes
“Well then let us be on our way, I said I was going to walk you home and I intend to make good on that.” I said and we were off again, this time with more direction and less talk and this time I took her hand in mine. Perhaps an hour later we were sopping wet in front of her door.
“Thank you for walking me home.” She whispered for it was very late or very early depending on how you look at it. She then went up on the tips of her toes and kissed me lightly and shyly on the cheek, a twinkle in her eyes and a small smile on her face.
“The pleasure was all mine” I replied as I unconsciously touched my cheek where her lips had been. Then I bent and hugged her and as I hugged her I saw over my shoulder through a window at the end of the hall, the moon. It was huge and full and yellow. It was so beautiful. I separated myself from her and turned her around. “Look.” I said. She looked and stared at it for several minutes then turned back to me.
“it’s beautiful” she said simply.
“Not as beautiful as you” I said sheepishly and she laughed softly and with that I pulled her close and kissed her. I felt her go rigid in shock and then she was kissing me back and melting against my chest. We stayed like that for a long time then we both turned to the window hand in hand. “We sure are something aren’t we?...I think I am going to take back what I said about there being no romance in the world, we just have to make our own.” And though neither of them knew it, but if someone had looked at them at that moment, with their heads resting on one another and their hand entwined tightly. Their frames, together and silhouetted by the moon, well it formed the outline of a heart, people are like puzzle pieces,they are meant to fit together like puzzle pieces but only one piece fits each of us. We all are searching for love, and our missing puzzle piece.
“HEY, WAIT UP” I yelled to the girl in the torn faded blue jeans. She was also wearing a short, tight, black t-shirt, and a denim jacket. I burst through the doors of the club into the rain after her. She turned around at the sound of my yell, a newspaper held over her head but it was already soaking through and her hair and clothes were plastered to her. The door shut behind me and the music and laughter mercifully vanished. I had not seen anyone be so cruel to another human being as that group of girls had been to this beauty standing before me. I realized as I walked toward that not all the wetness on her face was rainwater. Her mascara had begun to run and dark rivulets stained her cheeks and around her eyes, framing her sorrowful gaze and locking it on mine. “I’m sorry about what happened in there.” I said
“It’s ok” she replied, “I’m used to it”
“Still, it wasn’t right.” I pursued. “May I walk you home?" I ventured
“sure” she said and smiled. She had me for good from then on. Nothing can describe how I felt at that moment. It was like the bottom had dropped out from underneath and I was surrounded by warmth that was seeping from everything around me. I smiled back and then a rain drop in the eye brought me back to reality. I realized how soaked she was and the she was shivering. I stuttered a long string of syllables meant to be an apology and took off my coat.
“Here.” I finally got out.
“No, I couldn’t” she said quickly
“I insist." I replied and draped it over her shoulders. She conceded and I offered her my arm. She took it and we began to make our way down the street.
We walked without direction for a long while and just talked to one another. We debated our differences good-naturedly and found familiar ground on many areas. Suddenly a loud clap of thunder brought us out of our revelry and we realized that the club ahead of us was the club we had left earlier in the night. We had aimlessly wandered full circle. We looked at each other and her lip twitched at one corner, showing a hint of a dimple. I smiled widely and we broke down into uncontrollable laughter. When we were finally done I said “So, where do you live?”
“At the dorm of course” she replied but had a confused look in her eyes
“Well then let us be on our way, I said I was going to walk you home and I intend to make good on that.” I said and we were off again, this time with more direction and less talk and this time I took her hand in mine. Perhaps an hour later we were sopping wet in front of her door.
“Thank you for walking me home.” She whispered for it was very late or very early depending on how you look at it. She then went up on the tips of her toes and kissed me lightly and shyly on the cheek, a twinkle in her eyes and a small smile on her face.
“The pleasure was all mine” I replied as I unconsciously touched my cheek where her lips had been. Then I bent and hugged her and as I hugged her I saw over my shoulder through a window at the end of the hall, the moon. It was huge and full and yellow. It was so beautiful. I separated myself from her and turned her around. “Look.” I said. She looked and stared at it for several minutes then turned back to me.
“it’s beautiful” she said simply.
“Not as beautiful as you” I said sheepishly and she laughed softly and with that I pulled her close and kissed her. I felt her go rigid in shock and then she was kissing me back and melting against my chest. We stayed like that for a long time then we both turned to the window hand in hand. “We sure are something aren’t we?...I think I am going to take back what I said about there being no romance in the world, we just have to make our own.” And though neither of them knew it, but if someone had looked at them at that moment, with their heads resting on one another and their hand entwined tightly. Their frames, together and silhouetted by the moon, well it formed the outline of a heart, people are like puzzle pieces,they are meant to fit together like puzzle pieces but only one piece fits each of us. We all are searching for love, and our missing puzzle piece.