Fantasizing us

1| MEETING AGAIN.

Amelia's POV

I woke up jumping on my bed realising how big of a day it was for me today..
"It's my birthday." I thought to myself smiling like an idiot as if I was the only person to be born on this very day .
I took my phone that was under one of the giant pillows that I keep on my bed . I turned off the airplane mode that I keep on for most of the time because for me my studies comes first and anything else after, and these days my phone addiction was really affecting my studies.

The messages started popping up as if I was a celebrity, I tried replying to as many of them as I could and then I kept my phone back under the pillow.

"Ella are you ready, get downstairs love"
I heard my mom's soft voice calling for me , we already had a midnight birthday celebration and that's why she didn't wished me right now.

"Coming mom , wait for 30 minutes."
I heard my mom saying hmmm and then I moved to my bathroom to take a quick shower.

While I was coming downstairs I don't know how but I almost fell because of the stairs, I lost my balance and was about to see heaven on the same day of my birth, when someone held me in his arms , I wrapped my hands around his neck quickly having my eyes closed in fear I could feel a hand on my waist pulling me close to protect me from falling.

I opened my eyes slowly thanking Jesus for saving me , all I could see was a back of a man in a black tuxedo and the back of his head, and he was having a tattoo on the backside of his neck which was not that visible due to his hair and the collar of his shirt.

I started breathing heavily due to the fear that crept inside me , when I felt him pulling off making me stand still on a stair while one of his hands was around my waist and one was on the railing of the stairs.

I looked at him with nothing but confusion, he had dark blue eyes with sharp features that were intense his hairs were a bit messy and were falling on his eyes making him look sexier , his nose was pointing as if it was having some sort of sharpness , I could not recognise him at all but he looked familiar in God knows what way , I had confusion in my eyes questioning him who he was , but at the same time I wanted to admire his face in that moment. He looked unreal .

I was about ask him who he was when I heard my mom yelling in concern coming near us and that man pulled off from me standing beside me , and my mom came near me asking if I was fine , " I am fine mumma, I just tripped a bit nothing to worry about" .

My mom looked at both of us , me and that man who was dressed as if we were having a prom or what , and said
" It's nice that you both already met , come downstairs everyone is already there".

My eyes were flooded with confusion when the reality hit me that there's a man of almost my age , wearing fine clothes, has he came with a marriage proposal, no no no I can't marry anyone now .

I was interrupted with the sound of a phone ringing, I LOOKED around while he already picked his phone and started going downstairs while having a call and I was left there with thousands of questions and some hormones questioning me if I really didn't wanted to marry this man .

I went downstairs to see my dad and one of my dad's friends with his wife, I have known them for a long time they are the sweetest family friend of my dad , I've been seeing them since my childhood, our families share a bond that is special in many ways . But whenever I meet them the only thing that flashes over my mind is the traumatic past that terrifies me . I went near them wishing them a good morning and recieving a happy birthday in return they gave me few gifts that I kept on the coffee table taking a seat on the couch .

But I couldn't see that man there so I asked my mom in almost a whisper
" Where is he " and she got it and replied back with " he is in the garden attending a phone call".