You sit in your living room. As you turn on your TV, it displays the channel with the news on it. You watch as some of the main headlines are read out. Many of them were about conflicts and trouble overseas. But then the news reader starts speaking again.

"Now to some local news. 34 year old Danny o'Donoghue from Dublin-".

The news reader doesn't even need to finish her sentence before you look at the TV. Your emotions are a mixture of shock, surprise and a slight bit of anger.

"Mr o'Donoghue has been sitting at the street corner for nearly 4 days now and he is often known as 'The Man Who Can't Be Moved'". 

You then watch the coverage of Danny speaking to the on-site news reporter. He says into the camera: "The girl I'm waiting for knows who she is. I've been told by policemen I can't stay here but I refuse to move. I'm going to wait here at the place where I first saw her until she comes back. Whether it rains or snows, I don't care".

You automatically switch off the TV. 

You stare at the darkness of the empty screen for a time that feels like forever. 

Thoughts pour through your head. You remember the day you first saw Danny at that simple street corner in the heart of Dublin. He was wearing one of his "famous" leather jackets as he put it. His hair was in a quiff and you could tell that he was easily in love with you. It took him a while to admit it but you could tell he was.

You just clear your head and you take a deep breath. At that moment, you decide to go.

Not caring about taking a coat, you walk from your house to the end of the street before you begin to run. 

The world feels like a blur as you ran, frantic to get to Danny. 

When you finally get to the street that turns on to the corner, you see a large crowd of people huddled around the small little area Danny was sitting. 

You see a few policemen but you try to sneak past them. As you push through the crowds, people give you dirty looks before pushing you back. 

Then finally you reach the front.

You stumble a little before Danny immediately looks up at you. 

Suddenly his eyes widen and he looks at you. It hits him. It's you. The girl he loves. The girl he wanted back. She's here. 

He gets to his feet before the crowd fall silent. They too realise it's the girl that he was waiting for. Through the rain and wind, from day to night, it was this girl. And here she was. 

He doesn't say your name or even say "Hello", he just embraces you. And you hold him tight.

His body feels so cold and his jacket feels slightly wet. You can feel him shiver a little. You rub his back, trying to warm him up a little. 

In front of the whole crowd, he kisses you. But you don't care. You went back to the corner where he first saw you. 

*****

I hope you all enjoyed this imagine. It was requested by @Imagination_Factory. 

~ Dayna x