You know that feeling when you're in a public area, like the fountain at Piazza de Spagna (pronounced as Spaña) for instance, when you see that particular guy who catches your eye in an instant?
Does it make you feel giddy inside? Feel unusually happy? Does it make you blush like you never did before?
It happened to me at the place I actually mentioned, Piazza de Spagna. I was having my picture taken as a remembrance that I visited that place. Then, my world froze for a moment and my eyes were fixed on this particular guy clad in a blue shirt.
He looked like an angel then.
With his blond hair, piercing green eyes, perfect white teeth and that crooked smile of his, he looked unquestionably dashing. And to think he was just wearing a blue v-neck shirt, faded Levi's and a pair of blue Nike airs. How much more when he wore something formal? I bet he would look more angelic than he already is.
I took a picture of my Dad, Mom and brother when he stood just two feet next to them which would be included in the frame.
"Mi scusi," I said. Excuse me.
He looked up and looked around for the voice who talked to him. I can't help but stare. But before my family could even notice, I cleared my head of him. And when he finally found me as the one who spoke to him, he smiled that beautiful smile that made my heart flutter. I admit it, I was dazed and I was gaping. I bit my lip to stop myself from gaping again.
"Mi dispiace," I'm sorry, he muttered in his equally angelic voice and scooted a few feet from my family.
Before I could even stop myself, my mouth immediately stretched into an involuntary smile :D
I felt butterflies churning in my stomach, fireworks and all the works Just his smile made me smile to myself unintentionally and my cheeks flush red. And I tried concealing them by smirking and annoying my brother, Liam.
So, I took the picture I needed and moved away from the area to allow other tourists to take their own photos.
"Kay, do you know that guy in blue? He's been staring at you," my brother told me. Could it be the guy who seemed to have been dropped by God Himself to earth with the undeniable ethereal gorgeousness? I dismissed the thought by shaking my head and snorted-slash-smirking at him.
But then again, my mind and body coordination did not seem to be working well. The next second I was locating the guy in blue. And when I did, my brother was right. He was looking at me.
I turned around shyly, was beet red in an instant and my heart did a somersault. I tried to ignore him but as if I could. I began smiling to myself (again) like an idiot.
Oh crap. I must be going bonkers. Smiling to myself. Blushing like hell. Feeling peculiarly happy. Tss. I told myself and moved to the train station.
But before descending the steps to the train, I looked back (again!) and saw him, still staring after me. But what surprised me most was that he was smiling. At me :")
Anehsyhdkdogsjskd.
I began mumbling words to myself. Some even I don't understand. The feeling is unusual itself. I mean, I don't even know him and he makes me smile in an instant. And a part of me wanted to know him. Wanted to know what he was like.
Reminiscing it now, it still makes me giddy in a way. It's something new for me. That jumpy feeling when my eyes meets his... it's just well, it feels like I've known him.
But then again, I don't know him. I dismissed thoughts of him and threw it at the back of my mind with a question still lingering in my head:
Who are you, really?
Does it make you feel giddy inside? Feel unusually happy? Does it make you blush like you never did before?
It happened to me at the place I actually mentioned, Piazza de Spagna. I was having my picture taken as a remembrance that I visited that place. Then, my world froze for a moment and my eyes were fixed on this particular guy clad in a blue shirt.
He looked like an angel then.
With his blond hair, piercing green eyes, perfect white teeth and that crooked smile of his, he looked unquestionably dashing. And to think he was just wearing a blue v-neck shirt, faded Levi's and a pair of blue Nike airs. How much more when he wore something formal? I bet he would look more angelic than he already is.
I took a picture of my Dad, Mom and brother when he stood just two feet next to them which would be included in the frame.
"Mi scusi," I said. Excuse me.
He looked up and looked around for the voice who talked to him. I can't help but stare. But before my family could even notice, I cleared my head of him. And when he finally found me as the one who spoke to him, he smiled that beautiful smile that made my heart flutter. I admit it, I was dazed and I was gaping. I bit my lip to stop myself from gaping again.
"Mi dispiace," I'm sorry, he muttered in his equally angelic voice and scooted a few feet from my family.
Before I could even stop myself, my mouth immediately stretched into an involuntary smile :D
I felt butterflies churning in my stomach, fireworks and all the works Just his smile made me smile to myself unintentionally and my cheeks flush red. And I tried concealing them by smirking and annoying my brother, Liam.
So, I took the picture I needed and moved away from the area to allow other tourists to take their own photos.
"Kay, do you know that guy in blue? He's been staring at you," my brother told me. Could it be the guy who seemed to have been dropped by God Himself to earth with the undeniable ethereal gorgeousness? I dismissed the thought by shaking my head and snorted-slash-smirking at him.
But then again, my mind and body coordination did not seem to be working well. The next second I was locating the guy in blue. And when I did, my brother was right. He was looking at me.
I turned around shyly, was beet red in an instant and my heart did a somersault. I tried to ignore him but as if I could. I began smiling to myself (again) like an idiot.
Oh crap. I must be going bonkers. Smiling to myself. Blushing like hell. Feeling peculiarly happy. Tss. I told myself and moved to the train station.
But before descending the steps to the train, I looked back (again!) and saw him, still staring after me. But what surprised me most was that he was smiling. At me :")
Anehsyhdkdogsjskd.
I began mumbling words to myself. Some even I don't understand. The feeling is unusual itself. I mean, I don't even know him and he makes me smile in an instant. And a part of me wanted to know him. Wanted to know what he was like.
Reminiscing it now, it still makes me giddy in a way. It's something new for me. That jumpy feeling when my eyes meets his... it's just well, it feels like I've known him.
But then again, I don't know him. I dismissed thoughts of him and threw it at the back of my mind with a question still lingering in my head:
Who are you, really?
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