Mason had always thought that to love someone at first sight was really stupid.
How can you love someone if you don’t know him? You can like them, sure, have a gut feeling if they are nice or assholes. But love? That’s just childish and superficial.
He wouldn’t say that meeting Honey changed his view on first love, because he didn’t fell I love with their looks. It wasn’t their eyes or hair or smile.
It was his first lecture of college, students walked in and out, searching a seat where you can be at your smartphone without the professor seeing you.
He had no friends, so he just sat down where ever. Mason was bored, so he started to scribble on a piece of paper. And then he heard.
Someone laughed behind him, and it was beautiful. It sounded like a waterfall ripping through time and space and silence. He heard the celestial bells ringing in this laugh.
It was real, a sound deep from the belly, little giggles and snorts.
He froze and goosebumps covered his arms.
He didn’t dare to turn around and look at their face, but he wasn’t able to concentrate during the whole lecture.
When it was over and he had packed his things quickly, just than did he look behind him. And he saw someone still sitting in their seat behind him, talking to their neighbour.
Mason saw them and he had never felt such an urge to talk to someone. To make them laugh. To hear that sound again.
“Hi,” was all was he was able to say.
They looked at him. Dark skin, a heart-shaped face. Eyes like gold, unnatural so, with a fine, also golden line.
“Hi, can I do something for you?”
They asked with a smile, all kind and gentle. Mason wanted to marry them.
“Yeah, yes, this sounds really freaking stupid, but would you like to come to a party tonight?
Me and my friends are throwing one and I thought that it would be a good opportunity to get to know some people. Oh, I’m Mason, by the way.”
They smiled. “I’m Honey, and that’s my friend, Sarah. She doesn’t really like parties, but I may be able to come. Just write when and where.”
Mason had never felt bliss like then, as he scribbled his address and a time at a simple piece of paper.
He was going to see them again. Honey. Beautifully gentle.
Now he just had to plan a party till eleven.
And confess to his roommate.
God, he was going to kill him.
But if he was able to hear that laugh again, it will all have been worth it.