I wake up from a peaceful sleep.I’m alive.I think to myself, knowing I had a stranger in my spare bedroom. I get my running shoes on and go on a run. With my iPod on full blast, I run on the beach to my favorite band, Boyce Avenue, until I tire and walk up the hill to my house.
I open my door and go check on the boy in my spare room. He’s gone. His bed was made and the banana was eaten and thrown in the trash can with the glass of water in the kitchen sink. There was a note on the bed.
Thank you so much for the hospitality. I would love to formally introduce myself to a lovely stranger. Meet me for coffee at 10 xxH
H? What does H stand for? I look at the clock; it was 9:15. I had nothing planned for today so I decided to shower and put on a band t-shirt and some high waist shorts with minimal makeup and went down to the coffee shop down the hill.
I decided to sit down and wait for H to arrive. I was early so I decided to read The Great Gatsby and then I see a shadow cast down on me. I look up to see the actually sober H standing there. His cheeky smile spread across his face as he looked at me. He extended his hand then he spoke.
“I never really introduced myself, but my name’s Harry. I want to apologize about what you saw last night, but I also wanted to thank you for helping a complete stranger last night. I never knew there were such courteous people out there but now I met you and now I do know.” I took his hand. “Nice to meet you Harry.”
“Will you please tell me your name?” He asked. “I have been dying to know.”
Maybe it was my stubborn attitude I had at the moment, or it was the fact that this gorgeous boy standing in front of me, but I decided to make him work for my name. “If I tell you my name, then I have given you what you’ve wanted. You have to talk to me first.” I said raising my eyebrows. “Stubborn, I like it.” He grinned and sat down next to me.
We started talking about all of us. He said he was from England and he decided to come to Avila to get away from the stresses there. I decided not to push him on that because he seemed very upset about it and it probably caused the excessive drinking last night. So to change the subject, he asked about me. I told him I was a student at Cal Poly and I was here on vacation before my family came for Thanksgiving. After talking about our lives, we started to talk about books and movies and music and everything in between. We were interrupted by the owner of the coffee shop.
“Sorry to interrupt, but we are closing now.” He said. I looked at the clock; it said it was 2 o’clock. Four hours!!!! Time flew way too fast and I didn’t really wanted it to end.
Practically reading my mind, Harry said something to me: “Erm, I know this is sudden, but if you don’t happen to be doing anything today, would you like to go around town with me?” He asked carefully, making sure to not push it.
I responded, trying not to sound too eager. “I had nothing planned today, so sure! By the way, my name is Dani.”
We went to the pier and got deli sandwiches and saltwater taffy. We went on the beach, searching for sea shells and cool rocks. The day seemed endless, until we got ice-cream and sat on a bench, watching the sunset together.
“Let’s play truth or dare.” Harry said with a cheeky grin. Personally, I thought it was a childish game but hey, why not be a little spontaneous. I agreed. He asked me the popular question and I answered “Truth.”
“Where does this day rank on your favorite days?” He asked me. Honestly, it was one of my favorites; I had no plan, we did whatever we wanted to, and there was no stress involved at all.
“In my top ten,” I said. He smiled like he accomplished something great and we looked into each other’s eyes like we’ve known each other for ages. Blushing, I looked away and asked him truth or dare.
“Truth,” he responded. I’m not very creative, so I asked him, “What has been your favorite day ever?”
“Today!” He said excitedly. I laughed like it was a joke, but he stopped me. “No seriously! I haven’t had a day like this ever. I did nothing but absolutely everything at the same time and I spent it with a beautiful girl who I was so lucky to ever meet.” I smiled, blushed, and took his bowl from his ice-cream and went to throw it away with mine. I came back and he asked me “Truth or dare?” “Dare” I responded and he said right away “Go swimming.”
I rolled my eyes, but I never not do a dare, so I took off all my clothes but my undergarments and ran into the freezing cold ocean. I screamed, it was freezing! I then asked him the common question and he said “Dare” so I told him to join me. He did, not before taking off all his clothes except for those Calvin Klein boxers. He ran in the cold water to me.
There we were. Two random strangers who came together by fate. We were practically naked right next to each other in this water then I realized we had no towels, and it was so cold.
“Do you want to go back to my house? I have towels there!” I offered and he agreed. We ran quickly up the hill, still half naked, to get to my house as fast as possible. We got in my house, laughing at what we just did. We weren’t even half a foot away from each other when he asked me, “truth or dare?”
“Truth,” I answered. He gazed at me with those piercing green eyes and moved closer, if that were even possible.
“Would you be okay if I kissed you right now?” He asked. We were touching, our wet bodies close together with us staring at each other. Then I whispered, “Why don’t you find out?”
And with that we were kissing. It was soft at first, us kissing in my little blue house. Then, it was passionate. He grabbed my waist and lifted me on the counter so I could be the same height as him.Tall and strong,I thought as I wrapped my legs around his body.And ripped.He picked me up and walked me to my bedroom. He dropped on the bed leaving me on top of him. We rolled (that sounds weird, but that’s what happened soo…) and he went on top of me.
“Harry?” I said as he moved to kissing my neck. “mhmm” he responded, which sounded like a mixture between a moan and a response.
“I think…. we should… umm….” I was trying to get out the “I think we should slow down” but it felt so good. “Nevermind” I said as I reached his lips. I could feel himself smiling of satisfaction through the kiss and I did not care. I didn’t care that I knew him for only a day. I didn’t care that I barely knew him. I didn’t care that I am this uptight girl that would usually never do anything close to this. Because it was just me and him and this really comfy bed.
