I sat in the chair in a cafeteria.
"Boring" I mumble.
It wasn’t supposed to be like that. Last night when I went to bed. My really old friend from high school texted me to meet. And so I'm here
It's been 15 minutes that I came here. I looked outside the glass beside me. I took the most empty corner place. I heard a deep voice calling my name so i looked behind. He smiled at me and came to me.
He sat right in front of me.
"How is it going Nina?"
"So sudden?" i asked. He knew what i meant.
"I just moved to paris and heard You're here so thought to meet you before I leave again."
"Travel?"
Straight forward..
"No my cousin's Birthday"
I nod my head.
"It's just been a while. We Couldn't hang out properly remember? You just turned me down in the middle of our date " he sounded sarcastic.
"Dylan, we were teenegers remember?"
He nods. I smiled and looked at him.
"I do haha" It's been while since i met anyone From that high school.
"It's nice that we met again"
"It is" he said.
But something caught me off guard.
"Dylan?" He looked at me, waiting for me to say something. But I purely stared at him.
His eyes, and his blonde hair.. It looked familiar. So familiar that he looked exactly like the man from that footage.
"Do you have any Ex?"
"Is Aiden Blonde?"
"He has Brown hair, brown eyes "
Oh no..
"Are you still in touch with your high school friends?" I asked hiding my nervousness. No way it would be him.
He sighed. A sigh of Relief. He was sweating too. Now that became more suspicious.
"Some of them. What about you?"
"None"
"Not Ethan too?You guys look good together."
Look? He Didn't say Looked he said Look. He mentioned present. He somehow knew we are in touch for some reasons. Was he stalking me?
"Yeah we did"
"You still do" he mumbled but I caught that.
"What about you? Found any girlfriend yet?"
"Umm not yet but I guess I'll find one soon"
"That's nice. Keep up. Keep trying"
"Yup not untill I get her I'll keep trying"
"Good luck"
I sounded challenging. Let me see how you win. He laughed and said, "you sound demanding"
"I'm just wishing you good luck how is that demanding?"
"It's somehow like go on and try in a sarcastic vibe"
"You took it wrong or maybe I speak like that"
"You’ve changed alot, Nina"
"You didn’t change at all, Dylan"
I will see if It's you or someone else.
"Let's take a picture of our reunion. I'll keep it in my Diary"
We took a selfie. No few selfie. In some he was smiling.In some he wasn’t smiling. In some he looked away at the waiter. I had my mind on it after going home I'd compare it with the footage.
The date was long and incredibly uncomfortable.
But I shouldn’t have been this careless.
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I opened my eyes and saw darkness. I sit on the croucher almost as if i gave up on my body. It was really tiring.
I looked at the table and saw the photos of the footages. I took out my phone amd started comparing. It lokks incredibly common.
It is him?
I decided to keep it secret from Ethan becauee I wasn’t sure. Because Dylan's eyes are light Blue almost grey but in the footage the eyes are Brown. That Caught me on guard. I decided to keep meeting Dylan untill I know more.
I freshened up and changed my outfit.i layed on the bed to keep all the things out of my mind. Just when I was close to falling in sleep,
My phone started ringing. I check the caller is unknown."Hello?"
"You look beautiful girl"
"Who are you?"
"Oh my only one, you Don't know me? What a pity"
He used an voice changer so i couldn’t recognise. He also called me only one.
"You look good in blue hoodies, like really but more pretty without them"
I looked around in panic. It felt the same as it did before. When in ny high school it happened too.
"Do i?" I said. I can't ask who are you or what you want. I had to reply in a unexpected way to take out some knowledge about him.
"Do I really look good in this hoodie? I was thinking about throwing it away" i said. He was silent for a moment.
"I'm Ethan baby.. I'm better than him"
"Oh of course You're better than him. He's an asshole"
"Yeah he Doesn't deserve you but I do"
" I'm too good to be yours motherfucker. Fuck the flowers, why don't we just meet? You're so afraid to do that? That you can't even face me"
I hung up call. "I'm sick of this bullshit"
My doorbell rang all of a sudden and I froze.
What if he's here?
I went in the kitchen and brought a knife.
I'm getting rid of this asshole myself.
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