A New York Romance, Anna [the beach read .TXT] 📗

A New York Romance

Story by: Anna

Some men are real jerks, yes, I had found that out the hard way and let me tell you I have
reason to believe that there is no man out there for me, who on earth is going to fall in
love with some one like me, who?, I am a walking mess, "there is someone for everyone"
romantic movies tend to tell us that but now is so hard to believe for me, how could I believe
such a thing?, please tell me that I am wrong and I would believe in love again?. Love,
such a rare word for some people now a days, people only get instant gratification, that is the
thing today, get everything at the moment. I want to fall in love, I do, is not like I am
sabotaging everyone around me, well maybe I am doing just that, is what I do best and always
fall in love with the wrong kind of man, that is me for you. Who says he has to be sucessful
and have money, I don't need a resume, all I need is love, that is all. Is things were so
simple I would have a man in my life, look I am thirty and is not easy when you are that
ancient, well, I might be just that for people around me, thirty, is old for twenty something,
they look at us as some kind of prehistoric animal.

I want to just walk around New York like nothing ever happened to me, like I am this person
that could do anything at all but actually is not that easy, love could be every where but
not for me, not for a girl with a messy heart, many people say I am good looking but that
won't bring me the right man, it would bring me men with the wrong ideas about me, the kind
that want to sleep around and I don't want to do that, I want one man and one man only. I
know I am a dreamer and in today's world a dreamer is a loser, well, let me be a loser for
all I care because if that man is not out there for me then I would just walk around the
streets of New York doing my everyday stuff, going to work and taking walks to admire the
beauty of life, yes life is beautiful even if one heart is broken into little pieces and
you cry yourself to sleep some nights, you got it, that is me alright. I am walking home
this afternoon thinking I might just drink a latte and go home to my empty apartment. Once
again going back to a place where I hear no voices, that is so sad sometimes. Don't feel sorry for me, is not worth it.

I was drinking my coffee on one of the tables of the cafe place when I saw him, the picture
of perfection, blonde hair and a big smile on his face. Where had I seen that face? Maybe around campus, I just wanted to know where I had seen him before, then it happened, he looked at me from across
the crystal, we looked at each other, he smile and I did too. It was the weirdest feeling I had ever felt in my entire life, a man like that smiling at someone like me. I kept drinking my coffee, he didn't come in the coffee place, I knew it, why someone like him be interested in someone like me?. He probably knew from looking at me that I was a
mess of a woman, I couldn't blame him at all, a guy like that dosen’t stop twice to look at me.
The story of my life, way to go Kate, I say to myself, he just looked at you from the outside and knew you were the biggest mess in the whole wide world. I close my eyes for a second, it would be so nice for once in my lifetime to really know what it feels
like winning in love, I guess that love is not for losers like me, I thought.

As I daydreamed drinking my coffee something came to my mind, I remembered who the perfect
blonde was, I had seen him around campus, he was studying to become a lawyer, his name
eluded me at the moment, I wanted so much to get closer to the guy with the brightest smile
I had ever seen in my life, all I needed was a warm hello but I was to shy to even get close
to him at all, I was scare of someone that looked so perfect, he probably did have his faults
but when you looked at him everything seemed so in place, I could dream and think that inside
that perfect exterior he was just a mess like me, that could be a good thing for me but he
probably wouldn't say hello to me at all, what should I dream with such a thing. All I
wanted was to fall in love for once in my life and feel loved, not like an orphan. To tell
you the truth I was really an orphan, my mother had died some years ago and my father lived
in his own world in a perfectly wonderful neighborhood where everybody was a family, I didn't
fit into his life as much as he didn't fit into mine, it was the real truth and it hurt
too much for me to describe with words. Next day I decided to go to the coffee place again
maybe he would go by, yes I was pitiful, I was truly looking for something that
probably was just a mere dream, I had found out his name, Paul Gardiner, even his name sounded
perfect.

I ordered my coffee with a struddle and sat down pretending to read a book, I might look
intelligent and give an impression, I was into my own little world when I felt a presence
in front of me, I looked up and he smile, one of those bright smiles, it was Paul Gardiner,the lawyer to be.
"Sorry to bother you, can I borrow the sugar from your table?" he asked with those blue eyes flashing at me.
"Oh sure, sure", my legs were shaking but I pretended to be really cool and collected which I wasn't.
"I know you from somewhere", he smiled again, "I know is a cheesy line but I do", he took his sugar and put the carton coffee cup on my table.
"Yes, from the campus, I had seen you there a few times", at least I could talk to the man and not stammer.
"That is right, from campus you are always in the library"
"Yes I have to be, I work there"
"Then you have to be there, let me introduce myself, I am Paul Gardiner", he took my hand in a very proper way for this day and age.
"I am Kate Anderson", he pulled the chair next to me.
"Can I sit down?", he asked with those blue eyes fixed at me but not in a bad way, for the
first time a man didn't look at me with one thing on his mind and you probably know what it
is already.
"Sure", he looked at my book.
"You were reading so probably I am bothering you", I felt like such an idiot with that book
in my hand when this Adonis was right in front of me, now I was going to begin acting like
a mess and he would walk out of my life.
"That is o.k., I couldn't concentrate today", he was drinking the coffee and he kept so
calm that I thought that he was too cool to really have a conversation with me.
"Don't you get enough of books at the library?", he asked flashing a smile at me.
"I love to read, is a cheap way to travel", he laughed.
"That is true, no plane ticket and no hotel room"
"It sounds clever and is absolutly true", at that moment a bunch of people came into the
coffee place and say hello to him, he stood up talking to some of them, I could see that
I didn't fit into that group so I excused myself.
"Nice meeting you Paul, I got to run"
"See you at school, is chilly out so pull your scarf up", he pulled my scarf almost into my
face.
"There, is just right", I laughed, he was funny, he waved and I did the same.

At around one thirty I saw him coming into the library, he sat in one of the tables with
his book and notebook, then he smile at me, those smiles made my legs turned into jello,
I felt like an idiot. He came close to the desk.
"Where are the legal dictionaries, I always seem to forget"
"They are over there, in that aisle", I pointed to the center aisle. He walked towards
where the dictionaries were and I kept working behind the counter, he sat down, once in
a while he looked at me and smile, that guy should be making comercials for tooth paste,
I thought. About an hour later he closed his book and notebook and walked towards the
counter.
"When are you leaving Kate?", he remembered my name that made me very happy.
"In about ten minutes" I wondered why he was asking such a question.
"See you around Kate", he didn't say anything else and left the library, ten minutes later
I went out of the campus and I saw him sitting on the stairs of the front door.
"Hi Paul, what are you doing sitting here?"
"Waiting for a very pretty girl who works at the library", he ment me and I couldn't believe
my ears.
"You mean me?", he laughed.
"Yes, you are the only pretty girl who works in the library, actually Ms. Jameson is not
exactly young and beautiful, even though she is nice, also Mr. Perkins is not what you
called beautiful", this time it was my time to laugh, he got up from the steps and started
to walked right besides me.
"Are you going to the coffee shop today?"
"Not really I was going to take a walk, is a cold but lovely day"
"It sounds good to me, can I come along?", to me it was a suprising question to be asked.
"You could be bore Paul, I warn you", his warm smile put a glow into my heart.
"I would love to be bore by you", what was wrong with this guy?, he wouldn't be serious
about getting to know me, he was probably thinking I was some kind of intelligent girl that
liked to sleep around but his eyes say something else.

As we walked by the park Paul seemed to be enjoying my company, we laughed and made small
talk, he was the kind of man that would never come my way, there was something wrong in my
life, usually someone like Paul Gardiner would look to a more beautiful girl.
"You don't have your gloves on" he looked at my bare hands.
"I forgot them", he took one of my hands in his.
"Let me warm them up, you look like you are freezing", I didn't want to tremble in front
of him and look like an idiot, he stopped and got my hands in his and