literature
Whether written centuries ago or just last year, literary couples show that love is timeless.
Heaven Sent
As Laura walked through the door to her pleasant surprise she noticed the guy sitting that had caught her eye last night as she come out of the supermarket. The one who she had thought to herself well perhaps there is some guys in this town who can make her heart her flutter as she made sure she just casually glanced rather than stop and stare instinctually. It was more appropriate and she had this down to a fine art as she will never stare too long when an attractive guy is within view. Was this a coincidence or just a random thing? She was a little intrigued and somewhat a little breathless to say the least and she knew it wasn't from running late a moment ago. He introduced himself as Cabe.
By Maggie Moo5 years ago in Humans
Dream Date
(Sigh of accomplishment) Sitting hear thinking, three years today, the eleventh day of September, I started sobriety, not one drop of wine on my tongue. I’m eating better, exercising, & loving myself more than I ever have in the past. My girl Juju decided this was a great opportunity for a night of celebration out on the town. I was a bit hesitant but, I finally caved into the idea and I knew I was strong enough to avoid any urges of alcohol. Alright, I get home and ravage through my closet for the perfect outfit, can you believe everything was either too tight or too conservative. I rush to the shopping mall to piece together a popping outfit. It’s already six o’clock and Juju is picking me up at seven thirty, I finally find the perfect fit and I’m running, literally to get back home. On my way out the door I run chest first into this guy walking into the store, my bags fly one way and I fly the other. He immediately come to help me up and apologizes for running into me, I was getting up to let him know it was me that ran into him but my words froze when we were face to face. He was memorizing with handsomeness, as he continued to pickup all my items and give them to me, I just stood there. I got all my bags and went on my way with my mind continuously playing the event at the store’s entrance. I made it home and quickly cleaned up and dressed myself just as Juju was pulling blowing her horn. As we are on our way, I tell Juju about the events leading up to now. She asked me why didn’t I get his phone number because I was over due in regards to getting back into the dating game; I just shook my head. We reach The One bar and dance spot, the scene was off the hook, the music was great, the atmosphere had great energy and my water on ice was the perfect drink. Juju tried to convince me a number of times throughout the night to have just one sip of wine but I simply refused to do so. We danced for hours on the dance floor until my feet were screaming for a break. I sit down at a table by myself because Juju was having dance fever. The waitress comes to my table and place a glass of Merlot in front me, I’m like, “ I didn’t order this.” The waitress replies the man sitting at the end of the bar looking this way paid for it and requested it to be brought to you. I look, I’m shocked and speechless, it’s the guy from the store. I compose myself and have a quick pow wow with myself in my head, do I take a sip? Do I send it back? What do I do? The waitress begins to walk away, I yell out, “ wait!” She comes back to my table, I tell her to let him know I don’t drink but I’ll take one sip if he comes take a sip with me of his own drink. She relays the message and I see him getup and begin to walk my way. He’s sitting in front me and he introduces himself and I in return introduce myself. He breaks the ice with a corny joke, I laugh and he smiles. He tell me let’s make a toast to you not being a drinker and to you not taking anymore sips after this one. I sip the Merlot and I wake up, it was all a dream, but, a good one.
By Khalilah White5 years ago in Humans
Date Night
As the waiter poured the deep red glass of Merlot down my white shirt, all I could think was thank god. The man sitting across from me, tall, dark, and handsome as they come, was truly the dullest creature I have ever met— and before you judge me, I had really, really tried. Not only was I struggling to carry on any form of conversation with this man, but he had also spent half of the evening staring at my chest, which was now graciously covered by a coating of red wine and six napkins (both of which, thankfully, doused on me by the panicked waiter), and the other half interrupting me with facts about the only topic he seemed interested in: industrial beef farms (I was, of course, having a steak).
By Jessica Traub5 years ago in Humans
The Date of Fate
I was just about to meet Franklin for our 7:00 o’clock date, it was a place I had never heard of The Monary on 8th Street. I ran my finger tips through my hair to spruce it up before I walked out the door and looked in the mirror and said “Just have fun and try something new” words to encourage my ever nervous state. I waited outside for my Uber driver because I knew I was not going to want to drive tonight if we decided to have a few drinks. As my Uber driver pulled up I took a deep breath and opened the door.
By Hannah Prusak5 years ago in Humans
crimson
Perfect, there I was in a busy parking lot waiting For my date or whatever this was. The thoughts, countless of them swirled through my head as if I had no control over them, I don't think I did. Some of them were good thoughts, some of them were very bad, most of them were inappropriate, Some still make me chuckle. Then the “what ifs'' slowly crept in and took over my thoughts. What if I'm too “this,” what if she's too “that.” It's amazing how “What Ifs” are almost always followed by something negative when you first meet someone. But “what if I just don't care,” I had to tell myself. Don't think, just let go of everything and be only in the moment.
By ghost particle5 years ago in Humans
