At Night
Chapter 1: Magic of the Night
He came again tonight, like the night before, and the night before that and every other night for the past two months. I can hear the roar of the engine and smell the gasoline as he drives closer to my heart. That's how I know he's here, in my driveway, at my house, in my world, waiting for me and me alone. It's like a spell that he puts on me to awake and run towards the window that's closest to him. Everything stops as we stare at each other through the living room window. My senses are filled with everything of him. I'm intoxicated with every sight, sound, taste, and touch that's him. Soon, all I can hear is the rumble of his engine, waft in the smell of the gasoline, and feel the tingle in my body as he stares at me with such passion and desire.
Then, the spell grows stronger as I race towards the front door to meet him. My body fills with ecstasy with every step that brings me closer to him. I tremble at the thought of actually standing next to him and being able to touch my phantom of the night. I want to touch him and fill my body with everything that is him.
Unfortunately, just as I'm standing in front of the door, my hand is about to touch the door knob and create a path to him, the magic of the night is over. He is gone. Nothing remains of my enchanting motorcycle phantom. No tire tracks, no sound of the engine as he leaves, the smell of the gasoline is gone and is replaced by the stale air of a quiet and lonely night; no trace of him is left for me to hold onto. Everything that pulls me close to him has vanished. However, I know it's not a dream. This was all real. From the smell of burning fuel to the tingle all throughout my body, it was all real. I can feel it. That's why none of these enthralling and wondrous nights can ever be revealed to the people that don't disappear from my life every night, my family and friends. These romantic nights are reserved for me and my magical stranger. I always look forward to seeing him every night, and I dread the moment he vanishes. Just one of these nights, I would like the moment of pure bliss to last for a few more minutes so I can meet him and etch into my mind even more magnificent things about him. One of these nights, I will lift off his mask and see what lies beneath that black façade of a helmet. One of these nights, I will see the obsession in his eyes and embrace everything that connects me to him. My lover is unknown, and yet I already know everything that I love about him.
Hello! This is BurnsiBurnsiTribe! This is my first fanfic ever, but go ahead to make any kind of comments you'd like to give me. I'm up for anything. I'm not quite sure where this story is going to, but I think I have a pretty good idea. I'll probably update this story once a week, if I have time and my muse decides to visit me so I can actually think up something that won't sound stupid. So I hope you stick with me until the end!