When We Were Young (Camet Fanfiction)

Part 2.

The morning of their get together, Demet was still hesitant, but as the hours passed, she felt her stomach filling with butterflies... first there was one...then 10...then more butterflies than she could even count! Her best friend Anil tried reassuring her saying "Demetcim, it's Can. You know him so well. Ignore what other people say. It's going to be great, and romantic and perfect. Mark my words!"

He helped her pick out a cute outfit. She wanted to look sexy but not overly revealing. Although Can has seen her on set in almost every possible fashion style (depending in her Stylist's mood for the day), she still wanted him to be impressed. Anil and her have finally decided on a flowy off the shoulder white and blue floral dress. "This is perfect" she thought to herself as she looked at herself in the mirror.

She sprayed on her neck on her secret perfume, the one she once got in Paris during winter break from dance school. She loved it so much, that she only wore it on special occasions. She was secretly praying that Can would like it.

In the meantime, Can had started prepping a special meal for his sevgillim. He remembered each and every single detail Demet has ever mentioned. Every word that came out of her mouth, was kept in his soul forever. He remembered her saying how much she loves Chilean seabass in sweet sauce. She also loves sauteed greens. And Merlot was her favorite red wine. He wanted Everything to be perfect for her. She deserved it.

He finished cooking her favorite dishes and jumped into the shower. All he could think about was how perfect and sexy she was. He was kind of afraid to even think about their REAL first kiss... How is he going to even approach her? Every kiss they shared on the set has been engraved in his heart.

Her taste... she tasted like the first drop of rain sliding down your nose and touching your lips on the first day of winter.

She tasted like the sweet kisses passionate lovers share.

She tasted like heaven.

But this experience was his and his only. He never shared just how deeply he felt for her, and now it was all coming together, his dreams are all coming true, just like he has prayed for ever since he had seen her on his small TV screen few years back for the very first time.

His thoughts about her were abruptly cut by a message notification on his phone. He quickly threw a towel over his godly-built wet torso and reached for his phone... "just left my place"
She texted him. He answered right back without even thinking twice: "another 20 minutes are nothing compared to a lifetime of waiting for you." What the hell have I just done? He thought to himself. Anyway, it was too late to take it back. "Message deliverd."

Demet was already sitting in the back of a taxi when she saw his message. She was screaming of pure joy inside of her mind, but kept it calm on the outside. Those butterflies inside of her were so excited flying and bumping into each other and threatening to come out! She felt her hands and feet beginning to tremble... no way... how can it be?! Is she falling in love with him? After all, they've been spending every single moment together for the past three months. Eating breakfast together on set, resting together in her caravan, listening to their favorite music on late night filming. She was completely caught off guard by her thoughts and sudden emotions. She then decided to pull herself together and come to her senses. "Maybe he's just playing with me?" She thought. After all, he was known to be dating several gorgeous women from the industry, sometimes simultaneously. She decided to put on her big girl pants and just let things happen their natural way.

She stepped out of the taxi and headed towards his father's door entrance. Before she even had the chance to ring the bell, Can opened the door. She took a long look at him, checking him out from head to toe. She had to shake her head twice to take it all in. Standing there seemingly unphased, in his black tight jean's and a white V-tshirt, his wet hair pulled back in a bun, looking like a perfect creation from up above. Her reaction made him laugh. She always made him laugh. He pulled her into his arms and said "Welcome." She felt his heart beating even faster than hers. She stepped inside, as he led her to the back yard.

Demet just couldn't believe her eyes: outside by the pool, a huge blanket spread and a candlelit dinner awaiting just for them. "What are you?!" She giggled. She couldn't remember the last time somebody has done something so nice for her (other than her scripted partners on set of course.)

Can just looked at her and smiled. He took her by the hand, and placed her right hand over his broad chest. "Demet if you only knew how long I've been waiting for this moment."
"I just don't know what to say" she replied shyly.
"So don't. Let's agree that from this moment on, we just let things be." He said.
"Agreed!" she replied and gave him her most beautiful sweet smile.
They sat down to eat dinner, and before they knew it it was already 1 a.m.
"I should get going Can" she said and got ready to get up.
"Please stay a little longer" he begged.
"Just 5 more minutes!" she raised her left hand, dangling her five fingers in the air. They both were cracking up. This was just like in the latest episode they filmed laying in each other's arms on a hammock by the beach. "5 more minute." he replied .