This unexpected meeting that reconciled me to romance

Originally released on April 24, 2019

Romance and spontaneity in relationships? Not to know.

I am a very cerebral girl, who thinks everything, plans everything, and above all who needs time. Choosing between a date and a pajama slipper routine and Netflix… My choice is made.

And yet, a few days ago, I let myself experience some amazing hours in the company of an almost stranger.

Gabriel, I didn’t like this guy

The day started out like any other day. I was working, the day would have been beautiful, but banal. And then while wandering through Facebook 465 times a day, I came across a post in my news feed.

Here I am in front of a comment from Gabriel, who is a boy from my school, younger than me and with whom I have never spoken.

The only thing I know about him is what my friend who had a crush on him the year before told me, and nothing ever happened between them.

I don’t know him yet I seem to know who he is : artistic, head in the air, independent and volatile, one that should not be attempted to capture or confine. Not really my type, after all.

I met him multiple times without ever telling me he attracted me and in that moment I replied to his comment with no ulterior motives. After just two comments in which we reply to each other, I add him as a friend on Facebook, and I have an intuition that a message will arrive soon.

He did not fail: two minutes later he wrote to me. A conversation as light as spontaneous began, which quickly turned into a flirtation without my being able to really control it.

My second and third name could be reflection and anticipation, yet at that precise moment I decided to listen to the little knot in my stomach that was screaming at me to buy him a drink that night…

After not even an hour of conversation!

This simple date that made me dream

Gabriel is 20 years old and has an exacerbated sense of beauty. You can see it in the little sparks in his eyes when he describes a place he loves or a moment he has lived. And his gaze that constantly flutters when he walks somewhere.

I bought a bottle of wine, he met me on the subway and it all went from there.

We sat on a bench on the dock, the weather was so good and the sky was so sunny that we took off our coats and the discussion ensued. I wouldn’t have enough lines to tell everything we talked about, we had so much to say to each other and were so playful with our connected intellects that the words just flowed.

Gradually I felt our two energies getting closer, and the closer they got, the more I had a hard time looking into his eyes so much I wanted to kiss him.

Gabriel wants to be a director, and it’s as if he puts everything he sees into perspective, on stage, in a shot, in a photograph.

Sometimes he would interrupt me, captured by the glimmers of the setting sun over the Seine, or by the beauty of the moon that was already nestled in the sky.

I don’t find him particularly handsome, yet when we talk to each other I’m dying to be near him, his turns of phrase and his charm are so captivating, our conversations are so captivating.

My first kiss with Gabriel

Having no idea of ​​the weather, I was alarmed by nightfall. He stood up, so did I, we continued to talk for a while standing up, he leaned against the bar, his back to the Seine.

And at that very moment I wasn’t listening to what he was saying at all, the only thing on my mind was the film of me walking up to him and cutting it to taste his lips…

Which of course I didn’t.

Scared as I am, I slipped away and we started walking to get to the subway. It was then that he said to me:

– I didn’t want to cut you while you were talking but I really wanted to kiss you.
– Me too, it’s stupid, it was the perfect moment.

We kept walking and finally got off near the Seine. We stood, watching the barges go by, shining their headlights on us.

At that moment I felt that no one wanted to talk anymore.

I was nervous, I wanted, I was scared, I was stressed, and he didn’t give me time to think too much before he picked me up and start our first kiss.

Gabriel’s lips are soft and fluffy. He has that kind of romantic sperm that isn’t for everyone. and that usually exasperates me. Yet we kissed, hugged, grabbed, squeezed. I struggled to finish this moment to reluctantly drag us to the subway.

Life in the suburbs obliges, I had to hurry to catch the last train that would take me back home…

An all night date

Gabriel insisted on walking me to the door of my train, even though we were right next to his house – he could have been back in 10 minutes. So we took the subway and I felt like I was involved a bubble of romance and mischief which is totally unknown to me.

This whole moment was unique, spontaneous, a soft and benevolent ephemeral game that impressed a naive smile on my face. I walked lightly, like a little schoolgirl happy to have finished her day…

Once I arrived at the Gare de Lyon, on my train platform, I realized that I didn’t really feel like saying goodbye.

– You know, you can even get on the train and see my campaign if you want.
– All right !

He got on the train with me, without any of this being planned, either by him or by me. For a split second I thought about the mess and filth in my apartment, about my unshaven groin and armpits for three months…and then I decided to just give a damn.

Once we got to my distant suburbs, we took my car home from the train station. That’s when we had a rather comical moment of realization: ” What the hell are we doing here?! ».

We had met several times in two years at school, and I could never have imagined all this. We’d met 3 hours ago, first talked 5 hours ago, and I was about to take him home and invite him to bed!

An appointment so simple and yet so relaxing

We had a short night, slept late, got up early because work called me.

And despite this little time together and all this speed, everything was done with patience and tasty slowness. We took the RER, then the same metro. She bought us a biscuit and a muffin filled with chocolate, then we said goodbye on the Line 1 platform.

On my way to work, I gently emerged from this little rainbow soap bubble which left me with its feeling of lightness.

I didn’t know if I would see Gabriel again, and frankly I didn’t care.

But this appointment marked me why it was the first time I let myself go so muchwithout thinking of anything other than the good it has brought me!