Phan- Walking

Dan’s P.O.V

I was sitting next to the window in my lounge room scrolling through Tumblr when I noticed him. A tall man with ghostly pale skin and black hair in a similar style to mine walking past my house and down the street. I looked at the time, it was 11pm. What the hell was he doing? Surely he isn’t just going on a casual stroll this late at night. I put him at the back of my mind. It wasn’t like I was ever going to see him again.

-1 day later-

I was back at the window watching some random YouTube videos when I saw him again. I looked at the time; it was exactly 11pm. I’m curious now.

-6 days later later-

He has walked past my house at exactly 11pm every night for the past week. Where is he going? What is he doing? This man intrigues me.

-24 days later-

The man was once again walking past my house at exactly 11pm, but today he did something different. He looked at my house, saw me and smiled. He smiled at me! I don’t know why but this made me very giddy. I smiled back and he continued on his journey to wherever he goes.

-11 months later-

He has without fail walked past my house every night at 11pm for a year. Every time he does he looks at me, smiles and waves. I smile and wave back. The first time he waved at me I nearly died. I swear my heart nearly burst from excitement.

-1 year later-

11pm, I look out the window and sure enough, there he is. It’s been exactly 2 years since I first saw him and it’s safe to say I have developed a huge crush on him. Is that weird? I mean, I’ve never spoken to him. He looks up at me smiles, waves, drops a piece of paper on the ground and winks at me. Oh god that wink, if I had ovaries they would have exploded. He continued walking down the street and around the corner. As soon as he was out of sight I ran outside and picked up the piece of paper he had dropped. It was a note.

Hi random stranger in the window!
This might sound weird but I think you’re really cute.
Would you consider joining me on my next walk?
Love, that guy that walks past your house everyday.

-1 day later-
It was 11pm and he was walking past my house again. He looks at me, smiles and waves. I smile and wave back. I then get up from where I am sitting, walk out the door and join him on the street. As we continue to walk I take his hand in mine. He looks at me and smiles as he intertwines our fingers together. After 2 years of watching him walk past me every day, I’m finally walking with him and I couldn’t be happier.