His Saviour: For Me, You Are.
  • Nadia's POV
  • I am in some park and it is the commencement of the evening. The sky is turning all shades of red, yellow and orange. It's a serene place. I find myself drifting into the beauty of nature and connecting with the surroundings. It feels good to be in nature. 
  • However, it is all short lived as a random person comes in and tells me that there is someone waiting for me at the exit point of the park. I find it strange. How would this person know if I'm the exact one they should be notifying this to. Nonetheless, I do what any normal person would do in a situation like this and that is, get curious. So I immediately get up and head straight for the exit. 
  • Upon reaching there, I look around and find no one that I know of. Feeling that it must be a joke, I begin to turn around when I notice a oh-so dashing guy on some sports bike in the corner of parking lot. He is balancing the bike with his legs. He is in black bike gear, his helmet is rested on the front gas tank of the bike and he is leaning a little on it, to see his reflection in the side mirror of the bike. He is straightening up his bangs and trying to settle his tousled hair with his fingers. 
  • I try to take a peek of his face and when I do get a peek, my whole being lightens up as if my favorite person has just shown up.
  • 'I know him, he and I are close.' That's all what I got sent by my brain. 
  • I find it extremely odd as I don't know such person and I don't think there is someone like him in my circle. 
  • Still, my feet moves on their own accord as if they have a mind of their own. 
  • He senses me coming so he turns his head in my direction. My same expressions of joy and excitement are depicted on his face. He is also happy to see me. See, we really do know each other. When I come a little closer to where he is, he slides backwards so that he is sitting on the back of the bike and I give him a suspicious look which he reacts by pointing at the bike key with his facial expressions. I immediately know that he wants me to drive it. 
  • Point to note, no one among us has spoken a word yet.
  • I am open to his offer. Also, I like riding bikes so I hop on without much thoughts. I twist the key and turns the engine on when he moves closer so that our bodies are touching. That's when he speaks, so close to my ear...
  • "I want you to relax, Nadia. Lean against me. I want to ride the bike like this." He leans in more, trapping me in between his arms as he outstretch both of his arms to grab hold of clutch and race handles. 
  • Just upon hearing his proposal, I know it's a crazy idea and prone to accident. I mean, this whole proximity he is showing calls for so many distractions. Still, I don't know why I give in. I friggin give in but not before warning him that it's dangerous to which he replies, "trust me, darling." 
  • The way he said it, was so full of confidence that I was obliged to let him do what he likes. Also, he does look like he knows what he is doing so why not? Again, if I have to be more honest, I am just going with the flow with this moment. You know, your everyday life, when you are just going with the flow without giving your actions much of a thought. I'm doing the same.
  • With that, we begin riding. As I said earlier that this position, me being trapped in between his arms, his body pressed against my back and his head hovering over my right shoulder, calls for a lot of distraction. He is doing things to me and he knows it because he never misses a chance to tease me or aggravate me. How?
  • Well, his breath tickles me from time to time. He has helmet so God knows why he's not wearing it. Also, where did it disappear? I can't see it anymore. We are breaking so many traffic rules and no one is stopping us. Also, there is literally no one on the road or did I fail to notice? There's something totally wrong with this setting. I mean apart from the things I mentioned above.
  • When I begin to question it all, he laughs as if he heard exactly what I was thinking which I doubt it.
  • His laugh made things so much worse for me. First, it vibrated through my core and the movement of his body pressed against my back is also not helping. I feel so flustered and there's literally butterflies every where my body is aware of his. To make it worse, he knows what his close proximity is doing to me and he is loving every second of it. 
  • He sighs in a seductive manner and it did things to alleviate my feelings even more. He is making every second of it a torture for my heart, ain't he? Finally, things become so hard for me to bear and again as if he knew what I was thinking, he moves away a little from me to let me breath. I inhale and exhale without being obvious. I make up my mind to complain. Once again, if hearing my exact thoughts, he applies break, making the bike halt. He doesn't give me a chance to speak as he says, "We are here. Let's go."
  • Wait, what? Was there a sea a seconds ago? Strange. Very strange. When we were riding, we crossed some industrial area then we were crossing some natural landscape, a meadow to be approximate and then we were back in some industrial area with buildings and all. He even parked his bike in some dim litted underground parking lot. When did it change? Is this a dream? The way things keep changing at fast pace, it sure does feels like one.
  • I look at him and he is stretching his body. He is now wearing some lose Hawaiian shirt with some shorts. When did he change? This really has to be a dream. When I'm trying to get my head around what is happening and trying to understand how it is happening so fast and why there are holes in my memory? He looks back and motions with his head for me to come. 
  • At that I forget what was going on in my head a seconds ago. Was I even thinking? It is all so captivating, the scene in front of me and this person, more so.
  • As if enchanted, I follow his lead as he leads me to some snack booth. He orders some snacks for us while I turn to look at the sea, the waves and it's sound. The sun has already set and it's dark now. Some portion of the beach is lit by fairy lights which is giving it a very romantic touch. 
  • A group of three in the vicinity catches my attention. The group is of two guys and a girl. For some reason, I keep staring at this guy. He is tanned, average height, lean physique and overall average looking. He has his unique charm but what attracts me the most is this art drawn on his lips. I'm just so enticing by it that I am not even aware if I'm staring too hard. The guy gulps and a little blush appears on his cheeks but I'm again unaware and continue to stare at the art on his lips. I'm wondering how he drew it? With what technique and all. My thoughts are disturbed when I hear a voice near me.
  • "You are staring too hard, love." 
  • I turn around and it is Theo. He looks a bit agitated but masks it well. With his hand on my waist, he leads me to our sitting arrangement.
  • "Oh." That is all I could speak as I take a seat. He hands me my snack which is a burger and some fries. That group of three somehow ends up taking a seat near us. After a while I meet eyes with this same guy on who's lips I was staring so hard and his blush deepens, he passes me a smile which I awkwardly return. His friends begin teasing him, even encouraging him to go and talk to me.
  • "That's it. We are changing our seats." Theo gets up and snakes his hand around my waist possessively. He looks straight at the guys eyes as he plants a kiss on my forehead.
  • "This won't do. I brought you here so you could focus on me." With that wishpered in my ear, he again leads me away.
  • We are now walking on the beach and the atmosphere is lovely. He made some joke and I'm laughing. I don't know what came to him but when we are at some decent enough distance away from the crowd, he stops making me stop in turn. He moves a little step ahead and turns around so that he is facing me.
  • I begin searching his face for any reaction regarding my little misbehaviour. I begin looking specifically for anger or angst but his face is neutral. Out of nowhere, his lips begin to change color. The art that I was so struck upon and was so mesmerized by is now on his lips, drawing itself like some sort of magic.
  • I see it appear like it is being drawn in front of me with invisible hands. However, this one is more refined, more beautiful and somehow magical than the original one I saw.
  • I am so dumbstruck by the sight in front of me that before I could utter anything. He pulls me in closer, slowly as if he is afraid that I might show some restrains but when I didn't. He chuckles.
  • He looks so beautiful and handsome. All I can do is just gaze at him. I don't even know when he leans in more closer to kiss my mouth but all I remember is a sweet taste in my mouth, butterflies tingling on my skin and feeling cherished. 
  • Then I wake up.
  • A/N :- Hey lovely readers!
  • How y'all are doing? This is a short prologue of the story. Just to give you a heads up. The following story will cover, supernatural, dreams, parallel worlds, etc etc. If you are interested in those subjects, hop on. You are in for a cool ride.
  • Anyway, I might add Theo's POV later. So look forward to it. 
  • Happy reading, y'all!
  • -xoxo
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Prologue