She was a star. He was a guy next door. She rocked parties while he just hit the gym whenever he would get time. How a millionaire fell in love till eternity with a someone who was just another guy on the streets, working as a lawyer. It all started with a thud. They bumped into each other near a coffee shop. And nothing remained the same since then..

It was a lazy Sunday afternoon and Paul, who was utterly charming and young thought to enjoy his favorite Starbucks Coffee! And then Stephanie, the girl who every guy dreamt of went to her favorite designer store. You may call it destiny, or just a coincidence that the coffee shop and the designer store were neighbors.

And as they came out of their favorite places, they bumped into each other. With all that they were carrying being dropped on the pavement, including Paul's favorite coffee. As usual, Stephanie was too busy texting, not even looking at who she bumped into. While Paul couldn't take his eyes off her. All he could think of was that moment and Stephanie in front of him. He was the most practical guy, and recollected himself and all his belongings. Stephanie just picked up her purse and rushed towards her car..And her car went off like a Cheetah.. Until she realized she was missing something, she already was halfway home. But she missed her passport! Panicking! Where did she leave it? The store? The conference? She didn't even remember that she bumped into someone. And guess who had her passport? Paul it was! He tried to stop her after they bumped into each other but she was too busy to listen. Now knowing everything about her, he tried to call her, but nope. She didn't pick up the call.

Meanwhile, Stephanie in her car was dialing up numbers in search of her passport. She usually never called the numbers she missed calls from as she believed if it's really important, the call would come again. But something made her dial Paul's number which was in her missed call logs. And Paul knew it was her..

Paul answers the call.. "Hey.. This Paul. Am I speaking to um.. Stephanie? "

" You certainly are. I got a call from you. May I know what it is regarding? "

" Here's the thing.. I bumped into you near the coffee shop. And your passport fell off your purse. It's with Me now. I tried to stop you but you were too busy and hardly heard me."

"Jeez!" exclaimed Stephanie. "I am so sorry. Really sorry. My bad! What did you say your name was dear?"

"Paul."

"Oh Paul. My passport is my most valuable thing. Thank you for keeping it with you. When can I collect it from you? "

"Well, lemme see.. I am free in the evening. You can come to the same place. "

"Done. I will be there at 7:30." said Stephanie and cut the call without even making sure if that was fine with Paul.

Stephanie never overthinked anything. But she somehow loved Paul's deep voice which was beautiful. So utterly beautiful. Nothing ever soothed her ears as much as his voice did in the 10 years of her stardom. She felt excited to meet the stranger. Why? She herself didn't know. So how would this writer writing the story know?

And Paul was already hypnotized by each beautiful expression of Stephanie's face during the few seconds he shared with her. Something told him the evening would be special... He dressed the best way he could. He, for the first time, emptied the entire Cologne..

The clock struck 7..and Paul was there at the coffee shop. To his surprise, the star who was always late arrived before time for the first time in history. She was there at 7:15. While Paul just smiled at her, Stephanie had no idea who Paul was. Paul spoke to the waiter to get him some snacks, and Stephanie recognized him.. Just by his voice! She saw him. And to her surprise, she got goosebumps outta nowhere. She went to the table and said..

"If I'm not wrong.. You're Paul?"

"I certainly am." answered Paul.. "Have a seat?"

"Thank you. I am so sorry for the inconvenience. I was rushing for a meeting." said Stephanie, embarrassed.

"That's fine. We're all humans. And you are a star. So happens "

"Paul, don't increase my embarrassment now. I am not a star. I am just a simple human being like you. "

"Not really. You are far from simple. Look at those blue eyes. They are too hard to handle for a human like me. And that smile... Oh dude, I am sorry for starting this. You must be thinking I am a flirt." said Paul laughing out loud

"Atleast you're honest. And all this is God gifted. Thank you so much once again. I can't thank you enough. Please tell me if I can do anything for you. "

"Really? You'd do anything? Nah." teased Paul

"Why wouldn't I? My passport is my life."

"Um.. So here we go. Just stay in touch. Just never forget me."

"Paul, do you believe in eternity?" asked Stephanie.

"My heart does." said Paul

"You're so like me. Do you believe what your heart says? "

"I certainly do. My heart tells me what to do when things go overboard.. When there's no hope. " said Paul feeling the best he ever could

"You know something? I will stay in touch till eternity. It's the first time I have started liking a conversation with a complete stranger. I am glad I lost my passport and found you."

"Stop kidding. I am a grown up guy. You don't have to be so kind to me just because I found your passport. " said Paul with a smirk

"I ain't kidding. Some accidents are beautiful. Well Paul, I gotta rush. I will stay in touch and save my number" said Stephanie and went away...

Paul thought.. Another meeting with stranger with another set of fake promises.. Not realising Stephanie always meant what she said.

All Stephanie could think of on her way back home was Paul, his corporate suit, his smirk and his hazel eyes.

And Paul? He never forget her. Not for even a second. There was something in the air. They both felt magical. And there was nothing in this world that could make them feel better and they had no idea why. Maybe it was the beginning of eternity.

When Paul was back home, he got a text.. And guess what? He didn't even read it.. Because he didn't want anything except the though of Stephanie. But the poor guy didn't know it was Stephanie who texted him.. Which just read.. "Hey"

The night passed cause Paul never touched his phone..