Saved By The One & Only

Like a plague

Amy's POV:

At 4:00am exactly my alarm went off.

I was exhausted and couldn't comprehend why I had to be up this early. Still I trudged past the exhaustion and decided to get up.

After showering, and brushing my teeth I decided to check the weather on my phone only to notice how drastically the weather has changed. Thankful that I blow dried my hair last night, allowing me the opportunity to have one less thing to do this morning.

After putting on some lotion on my body I couldn't help but to recount last nights events as I filled Mikayla in on what was happening right before she arrived.

She was astonished and couldn't fathom why he showed up to my apartment. She vividly remembers him talking to Mia to the side for a bit before heading out but didn't think much of it considering she had remembered that Aiden and Mia were friends. I shook my head in frustration and decided that I'd meet up with him today to let him know that he can't just show up to my home like that when, him and I haven't seen each other or spoken to each other in years.

Whatever this is today with Mr. Anderson I hope it doesn't take too much of the day from me so that I can address these issues with both Mia and Aiden there.

I snap out of my never ending thoughts and start on my face. I decided to go for a very minimal make up look today, and focus on hydrating my skin considering that it's cold outside. After a quick touch up on my hair to ensure it has that blowout look, I focus on getting ready, as I take notice that it's already 4:40am.

I settled on an oversized V-neck striped pullover sweater paired with a black mini skirt. After checking the weather I realized the weather instantly dropped to 50's due to it being fall now. I've always hated when the weather suddenly dips dramatically from one day to the next. In reality that's what my life feels like lately, like suddenly it's been flipped upside down. So to soldier on, I decide on wearing a pair of fleece lined black tights to keep me warm with my outfit, along with a long black trench coat.

I head into the kitchen and decide to snack on a chocolate chip muffin with some orange juice.

By the time that I'm done cleaning up and exchanging purses for a black shoulder purse, I notice that it's 4:55am. I quickly hurry to grab my black doc marten boots out of the closet and feel thankful that I had enough to clean up and quickly brush my teeth before heading out.

As I'm applying some lip gloss in the mirror I hear my door bell ring.

I was fine up until this moment. I don't know why people refer to it as butterflies roaming around in your stomach when all I feel is a damn tsunami in mine.

I brace myself as I try to calm my nerves as I walk up to the door, knowing that I'm about to encounter this man again.

I open the door and am struck by his presence yet again.

"Good morning." He's the first to speak.

"Good morning Mr. Anderson." I respond back.

"Damon.. remember." He corrects me as he slowly starts to walk closer to me.

Except he stops right in front of me, almost as if he's caging me in between him and my door as he stares intently at me.

Except he reaches behind me and pulls my door shut. This action causes my brain to fry, as he slowly walks backwards.

My mouth is dry and it's only 5am! How am I supposed to last an entire day with this man?!

He looks heavenly in his all black suit, and he's wearing a long black slim fit coat with a loose black scarf cascading down either one of his shoulders.

It seems as though we're matching today.

"Are you ready?" He questions in a soft tone, as I continue to stare at him.

SNAP OUT OF IT!!!?!!?

I nod my head to signal him that I am ready to go, and I take this opportunity to turn around and take the keys out of my purse to lock my door.

It is in this moment that I am trying hard to even out my shallow breaths as I quickly close my eyes and pray that I don't give in too easy to this man.

You have to be strong Amy! Is all I keep repeating to myself as I finish locking the door.

I turn around and find him to be amused at this entire interaction.

My heart was racing and at any moment it's like my heart could just leap out of my chest with no unprecedented warning.

"Where are we going?" I manage to say in a low tone, as it truly hits me that I am about to spend the day with none other than Mr. Anderson.

"It's a surprise." He responds, just as small smirk begins to form on his lips as he motions with his hand for me to walk first.

He pulls out his phone as he begins to call someone just as we reach the elevators and the elevator cart arrives after pressing the button.

We both hop in as he's instructing his driver where we'll be coming out of.

This is insane. Is all I can think to myself in this very moment. Why am I even doing this?!!

I mean what are we?!! Ugh! I hate that term! But I don't know what any of this is between him and I.

I mean he's kissed me three times for crying out loud and he claims that he wants me, but I can't assume that it's for nothing more other than what I'd assume he's received before.

When he's finally off the phone, the elevator cart doors ping open and we both walk out in the direction of exiting my apartment complex.

As we walk outside the same driver in the same black Bentley that was driving me around the other day, is waiting for us at the curb.

As we reached the car he opens up the door for me and grabs my hand as he helps me in. My pulse quickens at the sudden touch, but I mask it away by quickly thanking him as I lower myself into the car. Shortly after he got in the car and sat next to me.

This was a mistake.

Being in an elevator is one thing..... but this... sitting in the car right next to him is madness. Awareness of him prickled all throughout the back of my neck, my arms, and all over my body as it begins to hum at the acute awareness of the how closely he's sitting next to me.

His knee is slightly touching mine and just this small touch is enough to make me sing like a canary that I want him.

No man has ever aroused me this much before and no matter how hard I try to stop myself from thinking about him, I simply..... can't. It's like a plague that's invaded my mind, my body and soul. He's.....bewitched me.

This must be what they all feel like. When they're in his presence.

"Are you nervous?" His sudden question startles me, and causes my brain to kick into gear.

"Umm. No... but considering the fact that I don't know where I'm going. It Isn't something I'm too keen about either." I reply to him cool and collected, the way I need to present myself to him at all times.

"I think you'll enjoy this surprise." He replied with a hint of amusement.

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And another one! Just in time!

-Jen 🤭