Jon never had much luck with women he had thought he had been in love beforehand but you can't love someone you can't stand, someone who trys to change the way you do things. Jon was a perfectionist he liked things his way and he wasnt going to change that for anyone not even a woman. He was happy being single, well thats what he would tell people anyway, truthfully he wasnt happy at all, he was lonely and scared of facing the rest of his life alone.
Most days were spent alone, if not working Jon was alone. This had become all to familiar to Jon who had been living like this for some time now. Deciding it was time to leave the house Jon pulled on his jacket and put on his shoes. Where he was going he was unsure of, he didnt have many friends to vist and even the friends he did have didnt have much time for Jon. He knew why his friends didnt want to see him often, he knew why but that didnt mean he had to like the fact his friends really didnt think much of him. Jon had his fans the people who seemingly love him even girls love him but its not the same they love him because he's on tv, they think he is handsome and funny just because he is on tv, they dont know him and if they did they surely wouldnt love him, why would they?
Walking down the street awkwardly to nowhere inperticular, looking down at his feet, trying to aviod the cracks in the pavement. Jon's thoughts seemed louder than the steps he was taking, all he could think about was being alone for the rest of his life. Wondering who would ever love someone like him, wondering if anyone would ever give him the time of day, wondering even if he found someone who loved him if he would ever love them back, wondering if they would put up with his habits or even if he would be able to put up with theirs. He was convinced he was meant to be alone, he was meant to continue living alone with no hope of love. It had happened, Jon had given up. His thoughts had stoped all he could hear now was the sound of his footsteps and the others around him. Keeping his head down looking at the floor as he walked avoiding cracks and odd tiles beneth him. Deciding he had enough fresh air for one day he turned quickly, as he did so he knocked in to someone. His mind was blank as he looked to where he had knocked something, someone.
"Sorry, are you ok?"
Jon just realised that someone was talking to him, he had bumped in to a girl and the girl was talking to him. Looking up at the girl his mind went blank she was blond, she had bright blue eyes, milky white skin and a small curvy body. She was truly beautiful, Jon couldn't stop staring at her.
"Sir, sir, are you ok?" the blonde asked looking concerned for Jon
"Erm, erm." Jon stuttered
"I'm sorry I didn't mean to bump you."
"Erm, Huh? Oh, no it was my fault I'm sorry, are you ok?" Jon replied fiddling with his hands.
"I'm fine, no harm done" the nameless girl smiled at Jon before walking off. Jon just stood there staring at the girl walking away. He watched until she was out of sight before mentally slapping himself for letting her walk away, why hadn't he stopped her? Why hadn't he gotten her name? Why did he stand there stuttering and acting like a fool? Jon continued walking home staring at the floor as he did so. His thoughts becoming the loudest they had ever been the voice in his head yelling at him, telling him how stupid he was for letting the girl just walk away.
Jon had never felt this way before, why was he attracted to this girl? Why couldn't he get her image out of his head all he could do is think about the nameless blond and the feeling he had gotten when he met her, the warm feeling he had gotten in his stomach. He had met women before of course he had. He had dated women before that was no surprise. Yeah, he had been out of the dating game for what seemed like a lifetime and he had felt something for the women he had dated but this was different, it was different honestly it was. He knew it was different but he didn't know why, why was this different he didn't even know the girl he didn't even know her name she was nameless and forever she will remain nameless to him. He can't even remember when he had arrived home.
