Daniel sat, perfectly still, on the subway seating, waiting
patiently. He’d not felt this way for quite some time but right now, this very
second, he could feel his heart bounce around in his chest. He did think that
his affection was something of silly dreams but, as the world had not yet
damaged his ideals, to some it could be called innocence at work. Either way,
no matter what was going on within him, it was a beautiful event.
He’d been travelling, from this very line, for a couple of
years and although he could have driven to work, he’d decided to simply take it
easy. A bright idea, an easy option, quickly taken and here he was.
He stopped his leg bouncing up and down, trying to fight the
nervous energy, but he simply couldn't help himself. She was about to arrive
any second and, before she arrived, he recalled the first time he’d seen her.
It was a normal day, a day like any other day, but as soon as his eyes settled
upon her smile his world changed. In an instant, a very second, her smile
improved his world.
She was slightly smaller than him, beautiful hair, eyes that
could melt his gaze and that smile, that very smile, took his breath away. She
was, to him, perfect and today was the very day that he would say hello. He’d
often chastised himself for not saying hello over the weeks and months, but
this was an almighty step that couldn't be taken lightly. He was, after all,
not used to liking anyone. His friends had laughed at him, in a fun way, saying
words such as ‘puppy love’ and although they might have been right, they’d also
found it beautiful. He really was so innocent in the world.
He was also scared. Scared of rejection, the simple idea of
his affection not being what she would like, but accepted that this could
always be a possibility. He’d worked himself up, forcing himself to be brave,
so the moment today would be just that, brave. He’d thought about what he’d say
at least a hundred times, maybe more, with various silly things being sent his
way through the friends mentioned above, but realistically he’d start with a
very, very simple little word… ‘hello’.
He again stopped his leg moving up and down as, right then,
she appeared from around the corner. His heart stopped, beat faster, stopped
again, jumped a little and then melted. She was so beautiful that he could
hardly bare to take his eyes away from her. This was something pure, gentle,
young and honest. The way things should be, could be, if the world didn't
decide to be what it truly was.
She walked past three empty benches, until sitting at the
end of his bench. He’d often found that odd but, obviously, wasn't going to
complain. He’d smiled at her, once or twice, but being unbelievably shy didn't
help matters. This was it, the moment had arrived, and it was now or never as
he was away on holiday for the next four days.
He cleared his throat, felt the nervous energy try to stop
him, but he absolutely had to say something or forever be caught in an endless
loop of silly emotion and fear. “Hello,” he blurted, quickly calming himself
before the next word arrived, “I hope the train is on time today!” He looked
around as she said nothing, nothing at all. Confused, his fear rising, thoughts
crashing within his mind and heart. Maybe she was shy, even more than him, or
did she simply not want to know him? The questions arrived quickly but, before
he found answers, the train arrived. She stood, looked at Daniel, smiled and
nodded before stepping forward as the train slowed.
He sank into the bench, absolutely destroyed that his
attempt had failed completely. As he
watched the train door close, he caught sight of her friend, making gestures
and then it hit him. Sign language. She was deaf, possibly. Probably. After the
weeks and months, he’d actually never once noticed. He couldn't believe that
he’d missed something so simple, so obvious, yet… he was oblivious. More thoughts struck him. The revelation realising
within his mind and heart. ‘It didn't matter and why should it?’ he reminded
himself. It didn't change a thing.
The four days vanished quickly and, once again, he sat on
the bench waiting. His fear had virtually vanished, the beauty of her smile
being the constant reminder that he, as well as the world, could adapt to
anything. Once again, just like any other working day, she arrived, walking past
the same benches as she’d done for months. Sitting calmly, she glanced across
at Daniel, a cute friendly smile and, before she looked away, he raised his
hand. He’d only had four days to learn, to study, but this was now or never.
He had a few sign words memorised, as he’d done his
research, but first pointed at his lips. She nodded. He smiled and, instantly,
so did she. She could lip read and, trying to remain calm as his heart once
again caused trouble, he started to speak as clearly as he could without any
stuttering or slang, “I would really like to have a coffee with you, if you
drink coffee, especially seeing as we’re bench friends. Would that be okay?”
Her smile absolutely glowed, as she brushed aside her hair. She quickly
rummaged through her bag, finding her phone, pointing and then pointing at
Daniel.
Within moments they’d exchanged phone numbers and, as the
seconds flew and the train arrived, she stood clicking send. Daniel watched as
she literally jumped from the ground in excitement, her eyes lighting his
entire world, as she waved goodbye and walked onto the train. As the train
pulled away he opened the text and read the words she’d sent, ‘Thank you for
asking and I really would like to get a coffee. I've sat next to you for months
hoping that you’d ask. I'm obviously a bit shy. Can’t wait to see you again,
Isabella xx’.
His mind relaxed, the almighty task completed, his heart
racing, his body feeling alive and the smile, his smile, couldn’t be compared.
He knew that there might be challenges but he wasn’t that silly to believe that
love, communication, resided in the hearing of words. He knew that his meaning
could be felt through his actions, his eyes, his smile and his warmth. He knew,
possibly, that his greatest adventure was about to begin.
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