The girl in the train

This is the day I’m picking marouf from eindhoven airport….so I left class a bit early to be sure I make it on time…..so I take the train from blaak to Rotterdam central station…there I wait 15 minutes for an intercity which goes through dordrecht, breda, Tilburg and finally to eindhoven central where marouf will be waiting.

Once the intercity arrives and I want to get in…I let a beautiful girl which stands next to me go before me……and she smiles at me in a cute way that only those kinda girls can.
So a minute later I realize I’m sitting with her in a cabin of six…I’m sitting in the middle and she sits at my left next to the aile on the bench across the cabin. Once and a while she smiles at me and then looks away acting like she’s too shy…..but letting me notice she has noticed me…..and so do I. The trains approaches dordrecht and my heart is pounding in my throat hoping she will stay on and at one time we’ll be alone in the cabin so we can talk. She stays on. But she seems tired as she falls half asleep every 5 minutes. And the wakes up again looking at my reflection in the glass door. I look back and we both smile and look away. I take my wallet and get one of my cards. But I can’t give it to her right now…..I mean what if she ask outloud what is this….then everybody will notice us. So I put it between the two half of my wallet so I can reach it quickly and without hassle if I get the chance to give it to her. I put my wallet back in my pocket.
I can’t take my eyes off her…..she’s such a classic beauty….what a great god.
I’m hypnotized by her eyes and the way she plays around with her hair. I can almost taste her scent. It’s an aphrodisiac as no other. Then out of the sudden she gets her bag…opens it, takes her scarf and puts it on….zips up her coat and sits there. By this time I have already guessed she’s getting off the train at breda. But I can’t let that happen….I will not be able to forgive myself for not having done anything. So I’m contemplating whether to go after her or not as the train stops. So when she stands up and leaves the cabin I go after her to hand her my card in the aile….but it’s too crowded I’ll never reach her…so I rush back to the cabin….get my coat and my laptop and run out of the cabin through the aile and off the train. For a moment I can’t find her. That’s impossible!!! where did she go? And then I see her walking towards the staircase. I run to her and tap her on the shoulder. The only things that comes to my mind is “hey” and I reach down to my wallet and grab my card single handedly while saying “ik kon je zo niet laten gaan” and I hand her my card “bel je me?” and lost in oblivion all she can bring up is “das goed”. I tell her “ik moet gaan sorry, ik moet mijn trein halen” she says “ok” , still in shock. And we try to kiss each other on the cheek and after three times I kiss her on the cheek and run towards the train I just got out of. Convinced I can still make it. But clearly I am mistaking…the train is already moving when I open the door and the hydraulic piston is a bit stronger than I am and forces the door to close.
I ran down the stairs and ask when the next train will be leaving for eindhoven because, as you remember, I still have to pick up marouf from eindhoven. The next train leaves in half an hour. I AM FUCKED. He’ll be there in 20 minutes. So I sit on a bench on the platform and call him up telling him I missed a train so I’ll be a bit late. He says he’ll wait in the station. I’m not sure how this will work out but one thing I’m sure of is this: At least I won’t have to live with doubt about what would have happened if I had talked to her. I’m making progress. I hope she calls. More than anything I want her to call me.
While I’m writing this I’m still in te train on my way to pick marouf up from eindhoven I’ll be arriving in 10 minutes. We’ll see what happens.