He Dared

She was so beautiful. Effortlessly beautiful. Stunning. Her eyes sparkled and danced like little stars. Her skin was taut and luminous. Her teeth were sparkly white like pearls. When she smiled, it melted the heart of the hardest of men. Only an idiot would not be besotted by her. She was unaware of her beauty. Incredibly gentle, she was simple, yet graceful at the same time. She had a few trusted friends. Otherwise, she generally minded her business. She was focused on her studies.

She came from a choice pedigree, her lineage was royal. Her Dad was Alpha, the mover and shaker in the town. He combined the intellectual prowess of a quantum physicist with the entrepreneurial flair of Richard Branson. He was smart, a very handsome man. He was good and he knew it. Her mum was beautiful, a head-turner well into her twilight years. She was tall and fair. A hard worker with such an impeccable work ethic. They don’t make them like that anymore! Back to her, she was very well travelled. She had been to loads of places within and outside the country. She was named after the queen of the country where she was born.

Now, he—yes, he. He was tall and dark, breathtakingly handsome. He was athletic, the girls loved him. He had the gift of the gab, one of the most articulate young men of his time. He was eloquent, he could move a room. His oratory gift was not out of place with the likes of Luther King Jr., he was that good. Everyone, I mean everyone, wanted to be his friend. The soul of the party, his circle was wide, his reach far.

He was not wealthy and he did not come from a wealthy family. His parents were hard workers but not rich. His dad was the epitome of solidity and stability. His mum was the gentlest soul that ever treaded the face of the earth. He had not travelled much. Actually, he hadn’t been anywhere. He had also faced some setbacks in his life.

He saw her, and it was love at first sight. He was besotted by her beauty, he warmed to her gentleness. He befriended her and couldn’t believe the connection, the chemistry between them. Her playfulness was a surprise to him. They ran around in the rain like two little children.

He wanted to tell her how he felt, but couldn’t get the words out. He considered her out of his league. Where would he start from and what would she say? Why would she be interested in him anyway? He didn’t have much, he thought. He was disturbed and suffered countless sleepless nights.

She, on the other hand, could not believe that he was her friend. She felt special that such a popular person would make time for her. She liked him, her mind wandered to the possibility of a relationship with him, but she quickly dismissed the thought. He was too extroverted, too loud. It wouldn’t work, they would grate each other, she presumed. She still wondered what it would be like to be his girl. She concluded that it was not possible. She was too quiet and he was outside her league.

He braced up, stood as a man, approached her in all his manliness and vulnerability at the same time, and poured out his heart. She was shocked, stunned. She was beside herself with joy. She couldn’t believe he loved her. She felt chosen. She said yes! Because he dared, they had a beautiful relationship, got married, had ten children and lived happily ever after.