What would you do?

You have always had a thing for her, but no matter how hard you try, both of you only managed to remain friends. Perhaps the missing ingredient was ‘timing’, something which you thought always seemed to appear as the stumbling block. When she seemed positive, you moved away… when she joined you at your college, it was time for you to move abroad to study. During such times, you saw her going out a few guys, but not you.

Years have past, and all you could do were to think about your dream girl.

On serene night, just as you were looking to the sky through your apartment window like any other day, the door bell rang…

“Hi… Diane…it’s you!”… You could not believed your eyes when you opened the door
“Hi. I was around the neighbourhood and heard you’re staying here so I thought I just pop by”
“Oh, how did you find out? Please… come in”

As you closed the door behind her, Diane told you that she has been trying to locate you for the past months and she was lucky enough to bump into one of your ex-schoolmate who then told her about your whereabouts.

It was an evening of your dream. She still looks like the gorgeous girl you fell for years ago. She now appeared to be more refined since you last saw her. You could see the curve of her body from the tight hugging outfit she was in and as she shift her sitting position, you can't help but to take a glimpse on her beautiful legs; exposed by her rather short skirt.

Encouraged by her vibes, and probably a little influenced by the wine you had… yes, both of you have been drinking, you finally poured out your heart to her.

“I was just wondering when you are going to tell me that. I have had the same feeling for you for so long”

At that moment, you felt like the luckiest bloke in the whole world. Then, she put down her wine and moved towards you. Both of you were locked in passionate kissing in no time.

“Why don’t we move to your room?” She suggested.

You didn’t even bother to reply as you carried her to your room, with your lips still tightly pressed against hers. As you laid her down on your bed, your hands were everywhere while hers were trying to remove your top. You soon replied by removing her blouse and just as you were about to unclip her bra… the phone rang…

“Maybe you would like to get that”
“Don’t worry about it”… There was only one thing in your mind, and it ain't the phone.
“No… I think you should”

You had no choice but to comply as she was quite adamant about it. You hesitantly walked to your living room topless and picked up the phone…

“Hello” You tried to hide your anger.
“Hi, is this Mr-‘your name’?”
“Yes I am”
“Oh, I am calling from the General Hospital. We managed to retrieve your number from the purse of a traffic accident victim named Diane Lee”
“What????”
“Diane Lee… she died in an accident a few hours ago. Your name and number was in her purse”

What would you do?

P/S: Inspired by a forwarded mail. Any similarity with this entry is pure co-incident.
P/S/S: Girls, you can substitute Diane with the guy of your dream… Brad perhaps?