Butterflies

It was a Friday night, a cold Friday night and Aliyah was shivering in her thick jacket. Despite the fact that she had three layers of clothing on that consisted of a plain white v-neck, a black hoodie and an acid wash denim jacket, Aliyah still had the chills. She was not sure if it was because of the weather or was it because of the fact that she was about to meet Jake for the very first time. Aliyah still couldn't wrap her head around that she was actually standing at the Heathrow airport in London with a huge Louis Vuitton Taiga luggage that could fit an eight year old to meet a boy she has never met before. She was nervous. Sure, they have been talking to each other for approximately 2 years yet this is their very first meet. She had every reason in the world to be nervous.

In a distant, Aliyah saw a boy about 180 centimeters tall walking towards her direction. He had a thick printed sweater on over a pair of black slim fit jeans and she instantly knew who this boy was. Jake. She froze, she didn't know if she should run to him or just stay where she was but that might seem rude. So Aliyah went with the first thing that crossed her mind, she gave a frantic wave. "Idiot. You've been fantasizing of this moment for months and the first thing you do is wave?" She thought to herself. Jake immediately jogged up to Aliyah and gave her a hug. A really tight hug like the ones you just grip the other person's whole body. "I can't believe you're here. You're really here", Jake whispered, still not letting go. 

to be continued..