They chose this bench because it was in a secluded part of the park making it hard to find, even with its bright red paint. It was perfect for a rendezvous between secret lovers.
Her secret lover in particular was late.
He and the rest of his band members had just returned to the country after promoting their new album overseas. A massive crowd of fans had gathered at the airport to welcome them home, pushing through the band’s bodyguards to get better pictures of their favorite members.
Sometimes, she wondered if dating him was worth the death threats from his hardcore fans, the hate comments on her social media accounts, and all the sneaking around to hide from reporters.
She blinked as her secret lover in question leaned against the bench, catching his breath. His black hoodie fell backwards, revealing his bright red hair.
“Did you…run all the way here?”
“But…you hate running.”
“I do. It’s basically torture.” He looked up and smiled widely at her. “But you’re worth it.”
© Jade M. Wong 2016
Written for Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers. Word Count – 174! Just a fluffy little thing that sort of leans into Fanfiction (or so insists my inner fangirl).