A Forbidden Love (Book 1)

Relief

Naomi's POV

After I croak out Andreas' name I start balling my eyes out. Just like last time. I mutter jibberish to him unable to get out what I need to say. I can't even form a sentence and start crying more.

"Liebling... liebling" Andreas says through the phone with his thick accent. "Please slow down for me I can't understand what you're saying" he says sweetly to me.

I can't believe he's being so nice to me even though I did the one thing to him I promised I wouldn't do.

"Breathe for me schätzchen, what's wrong? Are you hurt?" He says,his voice growing more with concern.

I breathe in and out slowly like he told me. I finally start to calm down a little.

"Where are you wunderschön? I know you aren't here anymore... where did you go?" He says his voice breaking a little and I feel so so bad.

"I'm... I'm in New York City..." I say shyly into the phone.

There's silence on the other end and I wait. Maybe he's angry that I went so far?

Finally he speaks. "I'm coming" is all I hear from him.

"Wh-What??" I say in shock a little.

"You heard me. I'm coming" I hear him say and I hear shuffling in the background. "There's obviously something wrong" I hear him say with more shuffling in the background.

What is he doing? I think to myself. Is he really just gonna fly up here like that?

"I will be there this afternoon wunderschön" he says matter of factly.

I'm stuck for words. I would have never guessed he'd up and fly out here like that.

I guess he takes my silence for acceptance because he says "send me your address, see you tonight" and hangs up.

I sit in my big bed and oddly I'm not crying anymore. I'm still very wary of Andreas... I don't want to involve myself with someone obsessive and possessive like Dana and Damien had said he is.

But maybe I can't trust them. Even if they did exaggerate to get me to back off from him, I know there must be some truth in what they're saying.

I find the strength to get up. I don't even think about food because I wouldn't have the energy to throw up again.

Shivering I put on my pullover and some cozy sweatpants. Thank God I didn't have to go to work today. Before I forget, I text Andreas my address. I should've told him ide meet him at LaGuardia Airport because I hate surprises and I don't know when he will get here.

I guess I will just have to wait. He shouldn't be here too late... a flight from Chicago to NYC is only 2 hours long and it's currently 8:45 in the morning. From the sound of it he seemed to have already started packing.

I kind of liked that he was willing to drop everything and come here for me.. I mean I hadn't even told him why I called him yet.

I start to get a warm feeling in my chest and my cheeks become hot. I sit on the couch in the "living room" and turn on cartoons to ease my mind off of everything.

My day consists mostly of me being a couch potato and drowning myself in the stupid and crazy whims of 'The Amazing World of Gumball' TV show. It was stupid but it made me laugh and that's what I needed. I found out that chips didn't aggravate my stomach like meat did, so that's all I could keep down and I was ok with that.

I didn't have the energy to go out and get any food anyways. It was way too cold.

Around 4 o'clock in the afternoon I get a text from Andreas. 'Just landed. I will be there in the next hour wunderschön'.

I jump off the couch and drop my potato chips everywhere. Ughh I knew I should've gotten ready earlier I think to myself.

I hurry and run to the shower and turn it on. Stripping naked I run back to my room and gather some warm knit leggings and a big college sweatshirt. Feeling a little self conscious I grab my strip eyelashes and my eyebrow pomade.

I haven't seen him in so long.. I get a longing feeling in my chest as I hop into the shower. Letting the warm water hit me. I make sure to wash my entire body and I even co-wash my hair. It's gotten so long since I did the big chop three years ago and I love it.

I take an extra long shower and leave the bathroom steaming. I make sure to hurry and get out and get all of my typical hygiene practices out of the way before I try and make myself look cute.

What was I thinking? That I was just going to let him see me look like a complete bum? No I need to look like I didn't put any effort in, but still look amazing.

About an hour passes and I'm completely "ready" for him. I've found myself sitting back on the couch now but instead of cartoons I'm watching the Kardashians which gets my mind off of reality just as good.

I start to get a little anxious waiting around. I check the time on my phone and about an hour and a half has passed since he texted me.

"I hope he's ok" I mumble.

Suddenly I hear a knock at the door of the loft. My mouth immediately goes dry and I slowly stand up from the couch. My heart starts to beat faster like it always does and I get butterflies in my stomach. Rounding the couch I make my way over to the front door. Everything I have to tell him crashes down onto me so heavy and my happy mood immediately fades into one of anxiety.

I make my way to the door and I stand there. I can't believe I haven't seen him in so long. I reach my hand out and grasp the cold metal handle. Unlocking the door first, I open it up. Standing there in front of me is Andreas.

Is it possible he got better looking? He had on a nice long sleeved brown shirt that had a ribbed pattern on it. His blue jeans were skinny but not too skinny. They showed off his extremely muscular thighs and just the sight made me weak in the knees. He had on a beautiful gold necklace that made my mouth water.

Looking up slowly from his chest I was met with his sky blue eyes. Seeing him after so long gave me a mixture of emotions, but the one that rang the highest was want.

I had missed him so much, and I don't want to admit it, but I really needed him. Now more than ever.

Andreas looked down at me with so much compassion. He really came all this way for me.

"Wunderschön" is all he mutters out before he brings me into his big strong arms.

Even though the worst is yet to come I get a since of relief being held by him.