From london to Istanbul/Kenan Yildiz

Part 20

Amelia's pov

Waking up in Kenan's arms felt surreal, like I was still caught in the middle of a dream. The early morning light filtered through the curtains, casting a soft glow across the room. I could feel the warmth of Kenan's body against mine, his steady breathing a comforting rhythm in the quiet space. For a moment, I just lay there, taking it all in—his arm draped protectively over me, his scent lingering in the air, the softness of his oversized t-shirt against my skin.

It felt safe. It felt right.

Slowly, I opened my eyes, and the first thing I saw was Kenan's peaceful face, so close to mine. His light-brown hair was tousled, and there was a softness in his features that made my heart swell. I couldn't help but smile, remembering our conversation from the night before. He had been so sweet, so understanding, and the way he reassured me made me feel like I could tell him anything.

Careful not to wake him, I gently shifted in his arms, trying to get a better look at him. But as I moved, his eyes fluttered open, and a sleepy smile spread across his lips.

"Good morning," he murmured, his voice husky with sleep.

"Good morning," I whispered back, feeling my cheeks heat up as the memory of my dream from last night came rushing back. "Did you sleep well?"

"Better than I have in a long time,and I enjoyed how you were observing me," he replied, pulling me closer and smiling. "You?"

I nodded, feeling a warmth spread through me and also a bit awkwardness . "Yeah, me too.I did enjoy the view however"

He laughed.

For a moment, we just lay there in comfortable silence, our bodies pressed together, neither of us wanting to break the spell of the morning. I could feel the steady beat of Kenan's heart beneath my hand, and it was strangely calming.

"Amelia," Kenan's voice broke the silence, his tone more serious now, "about last night..."

I looked up at him, searching his eyes. "What about it?"

He hesitated, his thumb brushing gently against my arm. "I meant what I said. I don't want to rush you into anything. I care about you, and I want to make sure you're comfortable with whatever we do, whenever we do it."

My heart swelled at his words, and I felt a lump form in my throat. "Kenan, I trust you. I wouldn't be here if I didn't. Last night... it was perfect, and I'm glad we talked about everything."

He smiled softly, his eyes filled with warmth. "I'm glad too. You're really something special, Amelia."

I felt my cheeks flush again, but this time it was out of happiness. "Thank you, Kenan. You're pretty special too."

He chuckled, the sound vibrating through his chest. "I think we make a pretty good team."

"Yeah," I agreed, resting my head against his chest. "We do."

As we lay there, I felt a sense of contentment wash over me. For the first time in a long time, I wasn't worried about the future or what would happen when I had to leave Istanbul. All that mattered was this moment, with Kenan by my side.

And in that moment, I knew that whatever happened next, I was ready to face it—with him.

As we stayed wrapped in the quiet comfort of the morning, I let myself bask in the rare feeling of pure contentment. Kenan's hand gently stroked my back in slow, soothing circles, and I closed my eyes, allowing myself to simply be in the moment. It was the kind of peace I hadn't realized I was missing until now.

Eventually, though, reality began to creep back in. I knew that our time together, in this little bubble, was temporary. In just a few days, I would have to leave Istanbul, and everything would change. The thought brought a pang of sadness, but I pushed it aside. I didn't want to ruin the morning with worries about the future.

"Kenan," I whispered, lifting my head slightly to look at him. "Can we stay like this a little longer?"

He smiled, his eyes full of understanding. "We can stay like this as long as you want, love."

I smiled back, grateful for his patience and kindness. It was moments like this that made me realize how lucky I was to have met someone like him. Someone who didn't just see me, but understood me in a way I didn't think was possible.

As we lay there, the soft hum of the city waking up outside, I couldn't help but think about how different my life had become in such a short time. A few days ago, I would have laughed at the idea of being here, in a foreign city, in the arms of someone I was falling for. But now, it felt like the most natural thing in the world.

"I never imagined my trip to Istanbul would turn out like this," I said softly, more to myself than to Kenan.

"What did you imagine?" he asked, his voice gentle.

I chuckled, thinking back to the way I'd planned everything out. "I thought it would be just another traditional friend's trip.But the most important was to visit university.And in addition, I'd see the sights, take some photos, maybe meet a few people, and then go back home. I never expected... this."

"This?" he repeated, raising an eyebrow playfully. "You mean me?"

I laughed, feeling a warmth spread through me. "Yes, you. You've made this trip unforgettable."

Kenan's smile softened, and he leaned down to kiss my forehead. "You've made it unforgettable for me too, Amelia."

His words wrapped around my heart, and I felt a wave of emotion wash over me. This connection between us—it was real, and it was terrifying in the best possible way. I didn't know where it would lead, but I knew I wanted to find out.

"What do we do now?" I asked quietly, the question hanging in the air between us.

Kenan sighed, his hand stilling on my back. "I don't know, Amelia. But whatever happens, I want us to be honest with each other. We'll figure it out, together."

His words were exactly what I needed to hear. The uncertainty of the future was still there, but with Kenan by my side, it didn't seem as daunting. We had time, and for now, that was enough.

"I'd like that," I replied, resting my head against his chest again.

We stayed like that for a while longer, the silence comfortable and full of unspoken promises. Eventually, though, reality couldn't be ignored any longer. I knew I had to get up, get dressed, and face the day—but I wasn't ready to let go of this moment just yet.

"I suppose we should get up" I said reluctantly, even though every part of me wanted to stay in bed with him forever.

"Yeah, we probably should," Kenan agreed, though he didn't make any move to let me go.

I laughed softly, and finally, with a deep breath, I started to sit up. Kenan's hand slipped from my back, and I immediately missed the warmth of his touch. But as I turned to look at him, I saw the same reluctance in his eyes, and it made me feel a little better.

"I'll make us some coffee," he said, pushing himself up on his elbows. "Stay here. I'll be right back."

"Okay,I will probably write to my friends,that I am okay,oh we are going to have a huge talk about us " I agreed, watching him as he got out of bed. Even in the simplest of movements, there was something captivating about him.

'Okay,love,if you want I can be near you when you are going to have a talk,I am not a secret for them ,no more,right?-he said.

'Ohhh,yeah,it is so good,that you probably can now spend time with us'-I said happily

As he left the room, I lay back against the pillows, a small smile on my lips. This morning had been perfect, and I was determined to hold onto that feeling for as long as I could.

But deep down, I knew that the real world was waiting for us outside in 4 days. We couldn't hide away forever. And as much as I wanted to, I knew that we'd have to face whatever challenges came our way. But for now, in this quiet moment, I allowed myself to believe that everything would work out just fine.

Because with Kenan, it felt like it could.