She hadn't been in love for so long that she was hit with it as if by a lightning.
Daria was pretty, in fact, she was more than pretty, she was stunningly beautiful, and she always had any man she desired. But she hadn't loved them. Some were useful, some were handsome, some were rich, some she only used to satiate her thirst. None left anything in her heart. And now, she was in love. She found herself thinking about Josh all the time. Not knowing what to do.
Josh was thick build, not really tall, and certainly not handsome. He was just a photographer at a fashion magazine, but he never took profit of his profession to get something out of the girls. He was too shy for it. Anyway, the girls never noticed him. Until now. This new girl, Daria, had started asking him things with her broken English and a sad smile. He wondered what did she exactly want, while looking at her ice blue eyes. Did she just blush?
When his honey colored eyes meet hers she couldn't help but blush. He was looking at her, and there was strangeness in his eyes. She was sure that she looked silly to him, that he would be thinking that she was just making him lose time. And then she blurted out an invitation for a drink. He looked startled but accepted.
He was completely lost, why would she invite him for a drink? He thought about refusing, first, but then he thought that it wouldn't harm anyone and accepted. Surprisingly, she took him to a discreet, but affordable bar, the kind of bar you go with your friends and where you don't expect to find a model. They both ordered a beer and sat on a quiet corner. She was surprisingly nice, and not shallow at all.
Daria surprised even herself, laughing with all her heart to his anecdotes. Maybe he was really the one, she wouldn't mind it. She ordered something to eat, she was lucky enough to be able to eat anything she wanted thanks to her fast metabolism. They shared the meal and had some more beers. She was sure it was love, but how to tell him?
Her eyes were twinkling, Josh regretted not having a camera right now to capture the moment, her real beauty with none of the lighting or the make up she usually had. She was enjoying herself, but she was also thinking about something else, sometimes he caught her looking reflexive. They got out of the bar to head home. He stopped a taxi for her and just when they were biding farewell, she kissed him. It was soft, warm and tender, her lips tasted of raspberry. She broke the kiss and got inside the taxi, leaving him on the sidewalk wondering what to make about it.
Josh was distant the following day, he was not actively avoiding her, but he didn't give her any kind of sign. She grew anxious during the day, looking for the best way to approach him, frustrated that he seemed to be surrounded of people all the time. She finally caught him during a break. His gaze was warm, but firm. She didn't need words to know. He didn't love her. And just like that she got her first heartbreak.
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