"You have to go, Sadie. I beg you!" Macy's cries echoed in our apartment.

"No way." I replied sternly while I continued typing my assignment.

"Just one date, Sadie! I'll do the game!" She blurted out. My eyes shifted to her infamous puppy face as she continued staring at me.

"Jesus, Macy. Fine." I rolled my eyes. Not going to lie, I wanted a date. Not her date though. Her sister had set her up with a BumbleBee guy but as she already had  her own fling going with the basketball player, she begged me to go.

According to her, no date should go to waste.

My last relationship was a mess ended with crying sessions every night and chocolates. Miscommunication which led to misunderstandings leading to him sleeping with another girl ended with me having trust and commitment issues for months. 

Was I ready? I asked myself as soon as I agreed on going to the date.

Were the wounds not healed yet? Well, there was only one way of finding out.

It was my going to be my first date after three years of relationship with that cheater. I was nervous and honestly, scared.

What if I end up breaking down at the date? What if he reminded me of my ex? What if I reminded myself of my past failed relationship?

I was so going to screw up.

A white floral dress hugged my body highlighting my curves. My roommate's favorite piece of clothing I owned. I made my way up to the cafe. On the way, I had several thoughts. Some were my insecurities and the other were my efforts trying to calm myself.

The last relationship had left such a scar on me that made even going to a small cafe date, a hell time. All the efforts and love I  had put into it had vanished when I saw my boyfriend in the sheets with another woman. Shattering my naive heart into pieces, he left in peace.

That time, it felt like the ending of the world. The thought of not being enough for someone came crashing in my guts making me halt on my way.

The rush of insecurity kept rising and I grew anxious by every passing second.

What if I make this guy run away from me? What if I come off as some weird melancholic person who just drains other people's happiness?

I was not ready. And I was not going to go ahead with this date.

As all the thoughts and emotions were making a storm inside my body, I calmly pressed open the cafe door as my little anxiety walk had come to an end reaching its peak.

I stood there like a statue, staring at the guy waiting for his date. Me. I couldn't make myself move ahead to greet him and spend a date like normal people do.

I was not normal.

My pretentious calm face, then had distress painted all over it. An employee of the cafe walked up to me asking me what would I like and offered me to show an empty table like any normal cafe worker would do.

I was not normal.

I was not okay.

I was not over my past.

I took quick breaths. My anxiety rising yet I answered the waiter.

"I'm here to meet Aiden Mathews." I said.

When the waiter started pointing at him directing me towards his table. My body made a quick turn, unconsciously, and made a small run to get out of the cafe.

I didn't look back. I did not want to. Seconds later, guilt started to sink me in. I had just stood up a poor innocent guy. I just made someone's day bad.

What a  horrible person I am!

I went to my apartment and then straight to my bedroom. I had no energy to explain myself to Macy. My mind had tired me enough.

I closed my eyes. Trying to think of happy places and happy memories, I wanted to sleep.

And to never see that guy ever again. 

Ironically, life had other plans.

There he was, standing in pure flesh infront of me. What on earth was he doing there!

After ditching him on that date, I felt so guilty. I never wanted to face that guilt again. Him.

He probably doesn't remember me. It was four months ago.

A loud thunder with lightning made me flinch a bit. He looked just as confused as I was. Taken aback, too, I guess.

"I am not a ghost." He said, breaking the silence between us.

I shook my head trying to collect words from my messy brain. "Yeah." I said. "I didn't expect anybody to be here."

He nodded his head lightly implying that he got what I meant. I walked closer to the seat. He was sitting on my seat.

It had the perfect view of the campus. The wall had a huge window illuminating the entire area within 15 metre radius. Besides, no one came to this areas as it mostly had literature's forgotten classics or biographies. Making it the most silent area of the library.

And he was sitting on that seat. It even had my initials underneath the table.

Yes, I vandalised. No one cares.

"I don't go to this uni." He spoke as I pulled out a seat opposite to his. "Came here to drop my car off to a friend. That fucker has not returned, yet. Leaving me abandoned on this stormy day."

"Makes sense." I shortly replied as I was still trying to process who I had infront of me. One who could make hours of time into awkward hell. If he knew.

"The rain won't be stopping any near minute and my douche friend will obviously not return." He spoke, again.

Looking directly at me. "Guess, I'm stuck with you."

I gave a meek smile while my stomach did a somersault imagining the fact of being stuck with him.

"I'm-

Aiden.

-Aiden Mathews." He introduced himself. His demeanor was nice. No signs of irritability of meeting someone who, once, stood you up.

Before, I could blurt my name. I stopped in between.

What if he recognises me by my name?

"Lucy." Said the first that came into my head, I hoped he would buy it despite my suspicious way of telling my own name.

His eyes as calm as the raindrops, outside. He looked directly at me. His lips were in flat line.

I was sweating so hard!

Felt, as if I would go to jail if I'm caught.

Sound of thunder filled the library again. Lightning making his scary face, even scarier.

"Sadie, I know."

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