over the moon

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over the moon~ the marías

i laid on a thin blanket, on a grassy area in the park, reading a book, while occasionally glancing up to observe the people who surrounded me

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i laid on a thin blanket, on a grassy area in the park, reading a book, while occasionally glancing up to observe the people who surrounded me.

the sun reflected over me as i licked my finger to turn a page of the book.
there were green, beautiful plants spread all across the park.
the sound of the wind brushing against the leaves was calming.
everything felt peaceful.

these were the perks of living in Italy.

as i finished a chapter of my book, i couldn't help but notice a boy, from the corner of my eye, sit down on the bench right in front of me.
he placed his bag beside him and pulled out a journal and a pen.
he began to sketch.

i was so fascinated with this boy and I couldn't figure out why.

he sat with perfect posture while his curly brown hair moved with the wind.
his green eyes followed his pen back and forth.
he wore a navy blue jacket with a collared shirt underneath , jeans, and white converse.

i watched him as he continued to sketch in his journal until it reached the time when I had to leave

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i watched him as he continued to sketch in his journal until it reached the time when I had to leave.

i closed my book, gathered my belongings, and walked home.
once i got home, i ran upstairs, got ready for bed, read some more, and fell asleep, still thinking about him and how i was dying to know his name.

once i woke up, i quickly jumped out of bed and got ready.
i threw on a black long sleeve shirt, a long, floral printed skirt, and brushed my hair out.
i then grabbed an apple and my book and rushed out of the door.
as i walked to the park, i pushed the thought that i wished he would be at the park when i got there, deep in the back of my head.
but a part of me knew i was hoping he was at the exact bench he was sitting on yesterday.

as i arrived at the park, i saw him from a distance sitting where he was yesterday. this time reading a book.
as i got closer to the benches, i had a clear view of him. he was reading the exact book i was reading.
i found this captivating.
i could tell we had similar interests just by observing him. i
sat down in my usual spot, in front of him, and then gathered the courage to get up and talk to him.
us humans only live once and what are the chances i'll ever get to see him again.

"hi, my name is y/n. i- um was here yesterday sitting in the grass in front of you and i couldn't help but notice you were reading the same book as me and i just thought that was interesting." i said trying to put on a friendly face.

i caught him by surprise.

"oh hi, yeah yeah." he chuckled nervously
"please, sit. my name is timothee by the way"

i sat down next to him and we started talking about the book.

"i've only read up to the 10th chapter but so far, i haven't been able to put this book down." he exclaimed with bright eyes.

"i'm glad you like it. i've read it about, a million times. it's one of my favorite books, and trust me I've read a lot of books." i said smiling

we continued to talk about the book and eventually started talking about life and got to know each other.
after some time passed, the sun started to set.
it was getting late and I had to get home.

"i'm so sorry, i need to start heading home. my parents want me home by 6." i said with a disappointed face.

"no that's okay, will you be able to meet me tomorrow?"

"yes, i'll try, meet here at the same time we did today." suddenly my mood had lifted knowing i was going to see him again tomorrow.

these meetings went on for multiple days.
those days turned into weeks and those weeks turned into months.
we had become best friends.
we started meeting other places.
my house, his house, to go shopping, to eat.
overtime, i noticed how i started looking at him differently.
i developed feelings for him, whether i wanted them or not.

i can't believe i fell for a guy i met at a park bench.

and i cant decide if i should talk to him about it or not.

authors note~
hiii
this is my first time doing anything like this so pls be nice😓
i'm definitely going to try to post a lot, especially because i don't have school right now, but i'm just trying to figure this whole writing thing out lmao
i might make a part two to this because i don't like how i ended this
hope everyone's staying safe!🖤
(5 april 2020)

word count~829

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