Admiration would be the word that I'd used...
You were beautiful and I would've like to get to know you... but alas, all the courage in the world couldn't get me to walk up to you and speak, my sweet princess. You weren't like any other female that I'd talked to before and for that I was grateful, you seemed like a simple woman... I've had my fair share of over the top women... But, there was something about you... Something that was different and I enjoyed it.
I watch as you moved table to table with a smile on your face, taking orders and bringing them out. The bar was where I'd usually sit, though you'd never come over to this side unless you were the bartender for the night... which was rare. From what I gathered, your favorite hairstyles were either buns or just big bouncy curls. Both looked good on you with your fiery crimson red hair. Your uniform fitting your body perfectly, display each and every curve that you had... I might add.
9 o'clock came and went...
10...
11...
12...and I still haven't gotten tired of watching you. Your expressions, your smile, your charisma... It was a sight to see. Finally, you were taking off for the night and I've finally found my chance to ask you those four simple words.
I knew I was being selfish and you were most likely tired but I felt like I had to get to know you more.
I threw some cash on the counter, quickly making my way outside to see you already walking down the street, humming happily to yourself without a care in the world. That is until a couple of guys approached you. They looked as if they had the intent to do harm. One of them slapped you on the ass and you tried to immediately push them away only to be grabbed by the wrist and shoulder by the others two.
I couldn't watch anymore so I ran to your side.
I chased them off only to be met with your beautiful face with tears streaming down it. You were trembling... scared. I wiped your tears away, smiling at you cheerfully, trying to get you to go back to your normal self. It didn't work but, you did agree to get a drink with me which made me happier in itself.
I took you to my favorite bar as a way to try to get you to go back to your charismatic self. You thanked me over and over again, though that was the only thing you spoke since we'd gotten here. Usually, drinks help with breaking the ice but, you barely sipped yours, just taking the straw and swirling it around in the cup. When I did speak to you, you only gave nods and short answers. This definitely isn't how I wanted our evening to go so I tried to figure out a way to get you cheer up. I did the only thing I knew I could do and that was to flirt. It would either turn you off or you would laugh at my lame advances but, it didn't hurt to try.
I managed to get you to smile your beautiful smile once again and we ended up talking for the rest of the night.
1 o'clock...
2...
3...
4...You talked to me, smiling at me with love in your eyes. You told me that you had just moved here and you weren't really keen on making friends but, you were glad you said yes to me and I couldn't have been happier. I couldn't help but, stare at your frame and your beautiful plump cherry red lips. I moved your hair out of your face and behind your ear. You looked at me with your beautiful hazel eyes and I was completely mesmerized. You shyly looked away from me and giggled, it was the cutest laugh I'd ever heard.
Finally realizing what time it was, you were in a panic, trying to gather your things to go home. You had another job to attend to later in the morning but, before you left you gave me your number which made me the happiest man in the world.
I would call you whenever I wasn't doing a job and I'd wait for your call whenever you weren't at work but, my favorite pass time was watching you while you were working. Whenever you would spot me, you'd come say hi and we'd end up chatting more and more and I eventually asked you on a date. You agreed to it causing a Cheshire-like grin to play on my lips.
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A couple of months passed since we met and I'd finally confessed our mutual feelings for one another and finally, you were mine... My sweet princess...
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