Movie? what Movie?

My heart is racing, my body a bundle of nerves, I try to concentrate on driving but the closer I get to my destination, our meeting place, my tummy is filling with more butterflies, every nerve ending on fire, I know I should not but I text you as I drive explaining my emotional state, you text me back telling me your heart is racing.
I park the car, quickly make my way to the second hand bookshop that I know will give me an unobscured view of your arrival, I pick up a book look it over replace it, my eyes always scanning the street outside the window, people gather across the street waiting at the pedestrian crossing, I watch intently knowing I will recognise you even from this distance and I am right, I lick my dry lips as I watch you cross the street, it is when you reach the other side of the road that I realise that even if I wanted to I cannot resist my attraction to you.
I leave the book shop just as you disappear from my view but I am not concerned as I know exactly where you are, I even know by my timing what shop front you would be in front of. As I approach I watch you try the door but it does not open, I walk up trying the door next to you ‘I say you have to push,’ you turn and smile at me, I melt on the spot yet at the same time I realise the doors are still locked, oh god this was not meant to happen, it was supposed to happen so smoothly, but I do not panic, instead I lead you back to the bookshop where I had watched your arrival.
Once inside, my mind has time to think clearly, Panic begins to rise, What if he wishes he never came?