You were sat down in a church at a carol service watching the boy you loved stand proudly at the front. Him and his team members being thanked for their efforts.

You smiled proudly as he said his speech. He asked for my help. It was adorable. His eyes kept flicking to you. He could never look for too long.

After the service ended we were encouraged to enjoy refreshments and mingle for a while. You stood and spoke with a friend, your eyes glancing for him every few seconds.

You spotted him. Banterous, funny, incredibly smart, cute. Tall, sharp bone structure, pale skin, a few freckles, brown eyes, black hair, lean frame, veiny hands and arms. Just talking.

You saw him excuse himself from his friends and put something away and took your chance. You walked over and met him halfway as he smiled at you.