Reverie

Chapter IV

(A/N: All characters with the same name and situations are fictional. Happy reading!)

Ding!

Amelia

Do you wanna meet at the bookstore,  the one near our favorite coffee shop?

Matthew

I was thinking the park where we first met.... Can I ask a favor from you?  I need you to meet someone...

Matthew

.... Eli?

Matthew

......

Ammmeeelliiiaaaa

Matthew

OK. I'm coming over if you don't reply in 3... 2....

Amelia

*sigh* yeah I’m here...  I think I know who it is. You know I’m not ready yet.

Matthew

You are just stalling and you know it. That night that I found you was already a cry for help. You owe me this. I promise I won’t leave your side just -- do this one thing for me... please?

Amelia

Fine...

Matthew

Ok. Ok. Please don’t back out, ok?  9 A. M.  Friday... If you’re late I’ll tell your mom!

Amelia

😠

*****

“We all know that: It only takes one person
To fulfil our entire world.”
                              -Paulo Coelho

Amelia made her way to where Matthew was.  She slowed her pace as she gazed at him from a distance. His back to the bark of a tree as his long lean legs were comfortably positioned on the grass.  He wore loose faded jeans and an amber T-shirt that looked nice on him with his brown,  wavy,  hair tousled by a light breeze,  some of the tendrils covering his face. He would mumble to himself as his long fingers lingered and turned the page  of a book he was reading. She now felt self-conscious looking down and straightening her beige billowy dress and wondered if the brown suede sandals she was using was the right choice. She sighed while brushing her dark brown hair behind her ear and tightening her grip on the strap of her bag and walked up to him.
She didn’t look ordinary. It’s just that she didn’t think of herself too much to actually work on herself. Instead of going to the parlor twice a week she would be at home,  go to the pool or hang out in coffee shops or bookstores.  She never wore make-up unless the occasion called for it and she seldom brushes her hair.

“What book are you reading?”

He looked up at her just as the leaves parted and the ray of light accentuated his bright blue irises covered by long lashes as he was squinting one eye. His tan skin looked smooth and almost looked golden with this light. His face creased as his soft pink lips parted into a smile. These simple features that she hasn’t noticed before made her eyebrows rise slightly.

‘omg... What are you doing.’

“Before I Go To Sleep.” He said as he creased a small part on the top to indicate where he stopped and handed her the book.