Come Back...Be Here

Encounter with the Enemy

A/N

In case you are wondering why I haven't been on lately, it is because I am taking a sort of break. I still will be uploading but not as often. I explained it all in  a letter in The Wonderful Book of Imagine and I don't feel like re writting it all here so just check it out there. On a happier note, I did make a chapter today after a lot of thinking. I am sorry this chapter might be consindered short but at least it is something, right? I also want to say thanks to my bestie Melanie( a different Mel) who did the cover for this book. I love it. Check out her fanfics at Mel_Gravel on wattpad. This chapter might confuse you-idk- but you'll understand more when I update later. Enjoy :)

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*Caspar’s P.O.V.*

The past week has been horrible; I woke up each morning with the same headache. The headache hasn’t left since I arrived in Paris. I think the headache had to do with missing Y/N. I hadn’t seen much of Paris besides reading about it in the booklet that I received on the plane. I was informed that my hotel was a couple hundred meters from the Eiffel tower and that the metro was the best way of transportation here. The booklet also informed me that there was a beautiful pedestrian mall called Champs Élysées near l’Arc de Triomphe. I know that Y/N would have loved to go shopping there. There were a lot of things in that booklet that I would have done with Y/N if we traveled here together. I remember how we said that we would visit all these places one day. I was hoping to get a glimpse of all these stuff this week but I have been stuck in this tiny room since my arrival. I hadn’t had the courage to go outside in fear that a fan would find me and post pictures of me all over Tumblr and Twitter. Instead of going out to visit Paris or Versailles, I sat in my room and created a plan of how I will encounter the person who is sending me around the world. I didn’t know much of this person beside that he or she went by the name Alex. I was going to know more about the person during my trip. I was supposed to meet the person at a Starbucks this afternoon.

The day passed rather slowly since I only had the internet to keep me busy. When the time came, I made my way towards the address that I had received in my email earlier that day. I walked into the Starbucks glad to not have been noticed and sat down at a seat. While waiting for “Alex” to arrive, I listened to the people around me. They all spoke very fluent French compared to mine. I had always been amazed by this language since it had been two different languages during medieval times.

“Voulez-vous un café monsieur? ”, a lady asked me

« Non merci. », I replied with the only two words that I memorized while I stayed in my hotel room.

Soon after the lady left, another person sat in front of me. I couldn’t identify this person since he or she was wearing a huge blue hoodie over its head. A beautiful girl was revealed when she took of the hood of her coat.

“Julie,” she told me

Julie had long brown hair which had blond tips at the end of it. I kept thinking about how wrong it was for me to think about how pretty she was when I had just gotten out of a relationship with a person whom I love so much.

“Caspar,” I replied

“Do you want anything to drink before we start getting to business?” she asked me

“I’m fine.” I stuttered

I asked myself how someone so beautiful and who looked innocent be the reason that I left.

“Just in case that you are wondering, I am not the person who sent you those emails. My boss, Zee, did. He just couldn’t-eum- make it out here today. Actually, he never meets his clients; he usually sends people like me to meet them.”

“Since when am I a client?” I asked her

“Since he emailed you, I am guessing.”

“Can you please tell me the plan; I don’t want to be out in public too long.”

“First of all, I will be with you for the whole time since Zee told me that you needed supervision. Second of all, here is your schedule for the next month. See you tomorrow morning at 7.” She stood up and kissed my cheek

As she did those gestures, I knew something was wrong. I had a feeling that this would end up online somehow and that Y/N would see it. I just wish that she knew what was happening. I wished…

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