The Unexpected

Incredulity

There he was: Ben Affleck. He was standing while talking to Henry. Boy was he tall! I could not believe he was just a few meters away. And I was stupefied. That man was right there, and I was in the same room with him... I could see him, being so near...

Then I remembered I was still with jaw dropped. Close your mouth, close your mouth, don't let him see you like this, I thought, and I was finally able to close my mouth. Diane saw me like I was nuts.

-Stop drooling. Henry's mine and you know it- she whispered.

To be honest, I did not care about him anymore. I just cared about Ben, but I did not have the courage to tell Diane about it, or she would just make me feel embarrassed in front of him, or even worse, give "hints" that I like him. I decided not to say anything.

A few minutes passed and it was Diane's turn to interview Ben and Henry for their new movie. She gave me her handbag and jacket, and sat down in front of the cameras with her little dress that barely covered her.

I on the other hand was behind the cameraman since I am not a reporter, and trying to glance at Ben in a dissimulated way, which was actually not happening as expected because I could not keep my eyes off of him. There he was, this incredibly handsome man (even more in person than I ever imagined), with gorgeous eyes, ripped body and chiseled smile. I felt like a teenager looking at my high-school crush.

Suddenly Ben noticed I was looking at him, and I blushed from head to toe. I could not believe he noticed I was practically staring at him. I looked to the opposite side of the room while heavily breathing and feeling absolutely mortified. After my blush was over and able to catch my breath, I glanced at him again: he was looking at me.

I looked away again, trying to figure out if it was actually to me. I discreetly looked around, but there were no other women around. I felt baffled and incredulous at the same time: was he actually looking at me? ME? Why would he be looking at me when he could just stare at Diane? I was not showing pretty much any skin, except for my arms and a bit of my chest.

Lots of thoughts were going through my mind right there and then.

I decided to look one last time before the interview was over, just to confirm my deepest thought: he was now staring at me.