Today was not a good day. Everything
that could go wrong, seemed to be going wrong. I couldn’t catch a
break. I was just minding my own business, trying to live my life,
and the universe would throw a curve ball at me that I didn’t ask
for. All I needed was to make it home so I could hide in my bed for
the rest of the day until tomorrow came. After getting soaked by a
car driving through a puddle right beside me, I didn’t know what
could come next.
I stood on the sidewalk, pushing the
button repeatedly, waiting to cross the street. Back where I was
from, we didn’t even have crossings like this. You just ran across
when it was free, because there were hardly ever any cars, and you
could totally get away with it. But in the big city, if you ran
across at the wrong time, you might as well change your name to
“You know, you only have to press
the button once, right?” Someone said beside me, and I turned to
face them so fast that I thought my glasses might come off. Who
thought they could talk to me like that?
“You know–” I started, ready to
say some snarky comment in defense to their snarky comment, but when
I saw his face, I just stopped talking. He had a smirk on his face,
but it seemed to melt away in seconds as he looked at me. I don’t
know what was happening, but as soon as I saw him, it’s like
everything around us kept moving, but we were frozen in place. It
wasn’t the way he looked, but the way I felt – the way it felt to
look at him. I felt like I’d finally found the last piece of a puzzle
I’d been trying to solve my whole life.
“You’re just…woah,” Was all he
said, and then his face turned a shade of red, which resulted in him
looking away from me. I knew who he was. How could you not know who
he was? It was impossible to not recognize the bleach blonde hair
that looked like it had a blue bath bomb explode on it. But I didn’t
care about who he was, all I knew was that something was different.
People started to push past us and
cross the street, so I figured I should be going too. “Are you
going this way?” I asked, pointing to the street as I took a step
off of the sidewalk.
He nodded. “I am now,” He said,
staring at me like he recognized me, but I knew he didn’t. Who was I?
I was a no one. I came from a small town in the middle of nowhere and
I’d done nothing of substance in my life, and I was walking across
the street with a member of a famous band, feeling special because he
kept looking at me.
Once we got to the other side of the
road, we stopped again. Neither of us knew what to say, so I broke
the silence. “Are you feeling it too?” I asked.
“Thank god you are, because this is
weird and I’ve never felt it before,” He said, looking as confused
as I felt.
“It kind of feels like my whole life
changed when I met you,” I said slowly, and then laughed, “And I
don’t know why.”
“Maybe we’re meant to be,” He
shrugged with a smirk on his face.