A/N: Okay, this is my first fanfic, so look at me as a newbie. Thanks for reading, I appreciate reviews. All mistakes are my own.
Disclamer: I do not own the characters.
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The rain hit the ground, hard and fast. Millions of little drops fell onto the streets of New York City with such power and speed, creating speculations of the water fighting the asphalt.
The rain was winning, drowning the city which is seen to never be sleeping slowly; making the crowd that always seem to be in a hurry run even faster. Making the people who always complain do it a little louder. Making the noise of the city to an almost inaudible murmur.
The skyscrapers of New York City rose from the ground, trying to reach the dark grey sky. The big, thick clouds covered the endless space of mystery above, as if to try to hide us from the reality; the unknown. The air was thick; fumes from the cars had created their own scent of New York, something that the falling water helped to prevent for the moment. It was now fresh and clear, to soon become damp and unenslaved.
The rain didn't stop pouring. It was like an attack. No one realized it. They were all way to busy to protect themselves from getting wet to see beyond the obvious. Lindsay was too.
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High heels belonging to a pair of black boots clattered the wet asphalt, trying to make their way through New York City. She pulled her warm button coat tighter around herself, running a little faster, feeling a little more anxious, and getting more nervous.
It had been a long time since it had rained, and she had never found the subway as crowded as today. The way home had never felt as slow as today. Danny, she thought. It must be because of Danny.
He had stopped her in the corridor before leaving for his shift. The blue eyes that always seemed to show an incredible amount of emotion searched hers, almost speaking instead of him using words. He wanted contact. She could see it; she could feel it. His hand briefly touched her arm, and she felt all of it. All the need - all the desire.
He had told her he wanted them to meet after work. She couldn't avoid the smile creeping up her face, a smile of nervousness, of happiness and of surprise. It shouldn't have been a surprise. But it was. He took the first step to something more than a relationship as co-workers. They knew it, they just didn't say it out loud. But they knew it.
His shift ended before hers, leading to him taking the subway earlier. He had gotten her spare key, and she knew she could trust him. They had decided to do something fun – as friends. As friends. It was more than that. It meant more than that. And they knew it.
The excitement formed as butterflies in her stomach while she was making her way through the streets of the city. Soon, she was there, with him. She had to bite her lip to stop from giggling. She couldn't believe it; she was about to giggle. She hadn't giggled since she was 15 years old. She didn't even notice the rain anymore. It was all Danny these days, and she didn't mind at all.
She was finally at her doorway, unawarely walking on the spot to keep the warmth in her legs. Red, cold fingers anxiously pressed the right buttons to get the door to unlock, but since they were almost numb of the cold it took longer than usual.
"C'mon, c'mon, c'mon.." she shortly mumbled to herself. Her fingers still played with the cold buttons until a buzz was heard from the door and she ran to open it.
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She welcomed the warmth from the door to the elevator, breathing warm air on her hands while rubbing them together. Her eyes slowly drifted off to the numbers; showing her which floor she was momentarily on as she clumsily pushed the right button in the elevator.
Had the elevator always been this slow? Her eyes returned to the door of the elevator, to quickly drift back up to the numbers. Excitement mixed with a bit of fear when she realized she was soon there.
Why did she feel like this? They met every day at work. She indubitably remembered every glance they've ever shared. At the beginning, a glance of curiosity; curiosity of the new acquaintance and of the attraction they were both experiencing. His eyes turned to fascination in time. Fascination of the knowledge he'd gained of her, and of the way she impressed him. The glances turned to warmth and trust. They now knew each other, and had been working together for almost a year.
When his eyes had stayed at her a while longer than usual while walking in the corridor, she noticed that hope had also appeared. The same hope she carried in her eyes every day while thinking of him. She knew it all too well, and she was not about to let it go.
When the elevator doors opened and gave away the all too familiar 'ting', she knew this would change everything. That was the reason she felt like this. She knew nothing would ever be the same. It was now or never. With that thought in mind, she stepped out of the elevator, eagerly walking towards her apartment door.
They had never got together after work before. Sure, they'd spent a few nights at the bar with the other colleagues, but it was not the same thing. It was the first time for just the two of them.
A vague echo was heard through the corridor as her high heels met the floor. She was breathing rather heavily, but she couldn't decide if it was because of the fast walk from the subway or because of the fact that her heart was racing the closer she got to her apartment. Her eyes drifted to the doors she was passing, her mind playing with the number written on the doors. 32.. 34.. 36..