An Undeniable Attraction

I only got your first name that night. As you did mine. You walked into the bar (Inn on the corner of two major hyws) small bar, only fits two pool tables at a squeeze so the wall gets in the way. Short small bar counter bout a dozen scattered bar stools. The bar has three was to enter. A large singe wooden door at one end that leads out to the toilets. A large wooden double door with stained glass window pains roughly placed in the bars centre that leads out to an outdoor beer garden with wooden tables and chairs similar to picnic tables and smoking area. Or 3rd the lounge bar and restaurant side of the inn has a small access open doorway with three steps leading down into the trades bar. You entered through the middle double door. It was quite a busy night. Friday I think, maybe Saturday not sure. You entered with a male friend. Everybody turned to catch a quick squizz at the new arrivals entering the bar, as is the norm. You entered before your friend about half a step before him. Pushing the door left side of the double doors open holding it as your friend entered behind you. As you entered your eyes where pretty much cast straight ahead and started a sweep to the left obviously looking for space at the bar. I had just swivelled to look at new arrivals saw it was nobody I seemed to know and probably would have turned back around to carry on with playing pool. When your eyes met mine. Our eyes instantly locked in gaze that was probably held for no more than 4 secs but it seemed like everything around us went into slow motion and we looked into each other's eyes for ever. Plus I don't know about you but I also felt a past memory connection. Maybe even past life. Anyway you orientated yourself toward me and walked straight over to me and struck up a conversation. One that was easy, that flowed like it was a natural and regular occurrence. We hung out together for much of the night. We really hit it off and the attraction we seemed to have for each other was insane. We planing something more intimate for nights end when your male friend and my over inflated ego of a house mate got into a fight with each other. Well a heated altercation at the least. Enough so that the pub owner called the police. In the panic of my mates wish to vacate the premises before the police arrived. I was pretty much peer pressured by a raging drunk ego on legs and others to leave asap. Myself being the designated driver. We had to cut our night short and so quickly and suddenly as the argument between our friends was still going. So between dragging a drunk raging individual toward the car and acting as a mediator to try and stop any further escalation of violence. Our separation was like a suddenly forced severing of a two halves of one thing that was finally together again and rejoining, being torn savagely apart. Its been that long since that night I can't even remember your name. Doubt youd recall mine either. All I remember is the gaze, the connection, how attractive you where. Like Avril Levine but darker hair if I recall correctly. And I can't forget the cluster f##k that lead to us becoming separated so completely. To never lock eyes again since. My name us S....

Who are you? Where are you? How are you?