I know it's short, but I wanted to end Chapter 2 at this point. Currently I think it will be four or five chapters. Hope it doesn't completely suck. Please review if you are reading it.
Disclaimer: I don't own them. But it anyone wants to give me Matthew Perry, I won't refuse him. : )
She had arrived with two minutes left to spare.
She was overcome with guilt for the way she had run out on the handsome stranger who had been kind enough to let her share the cab. In this city, there weren't many people who would have done that for her. How could she have done that? What must he think of her? It was rude, he must think that she's rude and has no manners. She didn't want him to think that. The thought of him thinking negatively of her was upsetting to her.
There was something about him, she had butterflies in her stomach the entire cab ride over sitting next to him. His eyes were a deep shade of blue that she hadn't known existed. She would have been willing to stare into them for hours. Just thinking of him now made her feel a bit dizzy and weak in the knees. She wasn't used to feeling this way, it was new to her. Most of the guys she met were arrogant jerks who didn't deserve a second glance.
He was definitely different.
The way she had just taken off in a hurry without even saying goodbye left her feeling a bit like Cinderella. Another time and place, he could have easily been her prince charming. If only she'd have had a glass slipper to leave behind for him to find her with. But there was no time for silly childhood fantasy now, she had to shake these feelings, stop daydreaming about a man she would likely never see again. Taking the time out to flirt would definitely have made her tardy, and her mother would never have let her hear the end of it if she had been anything short of prompt.
He hurriedly walked through the lobby of the hotel. Try as he might, he was unable to get the mystery woman from the cab off of his mind. She was without a doubt the most beautiful woman he had ever known in real life. If only he'd known her name. There was no use dwelling on what could have been, no point crying over spilt milk, she was gone now.
He approached the ballroom where the ceremony would be taking place in under an hour. He stopped short in front of the entrance. There was no backing out now, it was official, in black and white, he was face to face with the sign, up close and personal, the two names were listed together. Two names he wished he never had to see together in that context.
He still found it disturbing after all this time. But she had reached out to him and was making an effort to repair their relationship, and he knew he needed to meet her half way and do the same. He was genuinely trying. He just didn't think it was normal. But then when had she ever done anything normal. And it was out of his control at this point. He ran his left hand through his hair and his right hand across the sign, he had to touch it to see that it was for real and glanced at it again one last time before heading towards his destination.
It read Bing-Geller wedding.
Are you confused? If you are, part three will clear it all up. Please review.