The game was at its peak interest level when he was suddenly brought back to reality by the gentle buzz of his phone's vibration. Begrudgingly he hit the Esc key, he had been real close to the completion of the level, and started looking for the damned thing. Finally he located the cell and unlocked it. An instant smile lit his face. It was her.
They had known each other since school. Although they were never the best of friends, just acquaintances, she had something about her which he really liked. They had met only a couple of months back, after a good number of years. So many stories to tell, so many experiences to share, so little time. That night there was the spark. All of a sudden for some inexplicable reason, he had started liking her. As the days went by and they stayed in touch, his feelings grew. Eventually succumbing to his heart, he had asked her out. She had no clue where this came from and made him understand why she could not say yes. With a heavy heart, he had laughed it off. He understood.
It had been almost a month since then and now. They had been in touch all this time. And everyday notched up his feelings for her. He hurriedly messaged her back; the game could wait. And pat came her reply. Minutes gave way to hours as he frantically searched for topics to keep the messaging going on. He didn't want to say goodbye just yet. One topic gave way to another, from absolutely pointless ones to more serious ones. Every single message was re-read by him at least twice. A very familiar feeling was now developing inside his stomach - butterflies.
'Why did u ask me out?' She had asked him this question a couple of times already and his answer had always been the same, 'I have no idea. Because I like you?!' The same topic was underway again. She asked him if he was still interested and if he was she might actually give it a thought. Interested? He was much more than interested, he was sure of what he felt. Finally he asked her if she was actually going to give it another shot. The reply that came sucked the air out of his stomach.
He didn't know whether to jump with joy or start dancing. He had to be sure that the reply was exactly what he thought it meant. She had been thinking about him for the past 2 days and she figured she liked him too. And the reply which followed confirmed it all. He had been waiting for this day ever since he had met her a few months ago and now that it was here, he did not know how to react. He felt like a small kid, who had been granted his one true wish. And then he got the same feeling again. Butterflies stormed his stomach like a level 5 tornado. He had never thought he would feel this again, but there it was. He could not sleep that night at all.
He was smiling all through next day, so was she. It had been so long since he had felt this magnitude of any positive emotion. He wanted to laugh, to jump, to sing, to dance but most of all, he wanted her in his arms. He checked his phone 10 times in an hour, just to be sure he had mot missed any new message. He read and re-read all the last messages, all of them. And every time he read them, his face would light up and butterflies would rule. The sun was setting now. In less than 24 hours, life had gone from being sad to beautiful, a person had gone from being a friend to much much more and his face could do nothing but smile. He was scrolling through his inbox. He stopped at one particular message, the one which had been the cause of the butterflies floating in his stomach. After a long long time he truly smiled as he read the message for the umpteenth time.
'YES :)'
They had known each other since school. Although they were never the best of friends, just acquaintances, she had something about her which he really liked. They had met only a couple of months back, after a good number of years. So many stories to tell, so many experiences to share, so little time. That night there was the spark. All of a sudden for some inexplicable reason, he had started liking her. As the days went by and they stayed in touch, his feelings grew. Eventually succumbing to his heart, he had asked her out. She had no clue where this came from and made him understand why she could not say yes. With a heavy heart, he had laughed it off. He understood.
It had been almost a month since then and now. They had been in touch all this time. And everyday notched up his feelings for her. He hurriedly messaged her back; the game could wait. And pat came her reply. Minutes gave way to hours as he frantically searched for topics to keep the messaging going on. He didn't want to say goodbye just yet. One topic gave way to another, from absolutely pointless ones to more serious ones. Every single message was re-read by him at least twice. A very familiar feeling was now developing inside his stomach - butterflies.
'Why did u ask me out?' She had asked him this question a couple of times already and his answer had always been the same, 'I have no idea. Because I like you?!' The same topic was underway again. She asked him if he was still interested and if he was she might actually give it a thought. Interested? He was much more than interested, he was sure of what he felt. Finally he asked her if she was actually going to give it another shot. The reply that came sucked the air out of his stomach.
He didn't know whether to jump with joy or start dancing. He had to be sure that the reply was exactly what he thought it meant. She had been thinking about him for the past 2 days and she figured she liked him too. And the reply which followed confirmed it all. He had been waiting for this day ever since he had met her a few months ago and now that it was here, he did not know how to react. He felt like a small kid, who had been granted his one true wish. And then he got the same feeling again. Butterflies stormed his stomach like a level 5 tornado. He had never thought he would feel this again, but there it was. He could not sleep that night at all.
He was smiling all through next day, so was she. It had been so long since he had felt this magnitude of any positive emotion. He wanted to laugh, to jump, to sing, to dance but most of all, he wanted her in his arms. He checked his phone 10 times in an hour, just to be sure he had mot missed any new message. He read and re-read all the last messages, all of them. And every time he read them, his face would light up and butterflies would rule. The sun was setting now. In less than 24 hours, life had gone from being sad to beautiful, a person had gone from being a friend to much much more and his face could do nothing but smile. He was scrolling through his inbox. He stopped at one particular message, the one which had been the cause of the butterflies floating in his stomach. After a long long time he truly smiled as he read the message for the umpteenth time.
'YES :)'
