Note*: hey guys! This chapter is kind of fast because i wanted to show how they really met and how their story actually began rather than just get into the writing. I Know that does not make sense but trust me it was needed. I promise that it picks up in the next chapter. Thank you! I hope you enjoy it!

Apprarently im writing about a guy i dont really know properly, just seen him once or twice from far from near.

He is gorgeous just like a mistletoe hanging alone on a frost covered wooden gate under the lilac sky.

He is staring at me from the archadium. Its our third time seeing each other, its funny how the fate plays its game i am really depressed tonight my dad has passed away and it is christmas, i really needed a shoulder to cry on and drink down some shots with all the hidden unexpressible sorrows i loved him and didnt. He was one of the only person who took me in when i was at the orphange. I had to be grateful to him but my mom  always got beaten up by him. Well it was kind of justified because when u see your wife along with other guys at the bar u somehow loose your temper and not even ice(mom) can break the fire(dad).

I was about to go for drinks with anyone i was gonna bump into but then i see this person standing at the archadium door staring at me with those crystal turquoise eyes and his breathtaking looks.

Unintentionally i waved at him and a chill through my spine rose up it had never happened before. I couldnt help but call him across the road "hey stalking stranger wanna go to the bar?" i said.

He stared blankly, i knew i messed up, my first chance of getting a hold of him.

I gave up, i literally gave up. I am starting to walk away and suddenly i feel a slight warm touch on my hand which suddenly passed electricity through me from behind and told me to stop, i turn around and here he is unexpectedly. He is quite tall than i imagined, his burgundy hair covered with snowflakes in the unknown aisles of Manhattan. He lowered his head a little because i am 3 inches shorter than him and said

"what? Call me for a drink and then walk away without even hearing the answer? "

I was perplexed i didnt know what to say what plausible reason could i give?

" um i thought you didnt wanna join and had other plans so i thought" IDIOT!! i am a fucking idiot. Cant i think of something else?

" you thought what? "he said

I looked down as if i have a sense of being accused or guilty.. And then he holds my hand and his sweet husky voice says "cmon stranger let me take u to the best pub here" his longing eyes waiting for my approval and i, Melissa Gilbert gave in, gave in in his dreamy face and let him pull me through the unknown aisles till we reached his so called gratest pub of Manhattan.

I stand there in gaze the pub is no biggy except for a bar table and three glass boundaries and one wooden with the 20s and 80s posters, we step into the pub and grab a seat next to a polish dutchman who is yelling the shit out of someone through his phone and then banging it on the crystal glass slab. Meanwhile we order some beers, whiskey and eatables.

I have come here with a man whose name is still unknown to me and so i started the to break the silence.

"umm hii... Im Melissa. Melissa Gilbert.. What was ur name again"

"again? Hey stranger when did i even tell u my name before?" he said grinning with a little smirk.

"im Liam Black... My real name is Lindsey but that is so not appropriate for a guy"

"Definitely"i said back with a smile which i stretched as much as i could but it was genuine.

There was an awkward silence between us again, nothing like ive seen in the movies or read in the books that the conversation would go as smoothy as butter, rather it was as bumpy as bread. I decided to drink down some whiskey and make my self controllable and sensible drunk to talk casually. We had the full night to us without any plans, even though we didnt  talk we still didn't wanna leave each other's side, he has some melancholy showered on his face, maybe something has been terribly up with him."whats up with the dead face dude? " shit!!! I thought it out tooo loud it wasn't supposed to be like this i bite my lower lip in embarrassment and looked towards the 1920s posters hanging on the rusty chapped wooden walls, he is looking at me i knew he heard me. HE. HEARD. ME.

He starts replying,

"its ok if u dont want to" i say immediately resting my palm on his hand. He didnt pay attention to what i said instead he looked at my pale hands warmly kept on his. He was clearly blushing, i removed my hand with a jerk. I have no room for making promises"it was unintentional i swear. " i say

"ooo i like unintentional" he said. Now it was my turn for blushing.

"are u trying to flirt with me here?" i said with a smile moved only to my left side it was called blushing to be precise

"if u would like to call it flirting , i have no issues"

Oh my god!!! this guy is waayy too smooth.

Thank god the heavy unspokable weight was removed from the air. We were casual now it was like we've been like this for years i never had this feeling and it felt so good. We spoke about ourselves through the whole night and then the sun dawned on us. It was time for us to leave after spending the night together in a bar and knowing each other better than ourselves. We shook hands and he held it tight, parting his lips to say something, the words were lost in his faint murmur he couldn't get himself to say it and i was head over heels for this guy and yes just in one night!

"u free today evening?" i said keeping it as casual as i can.

"umm.. Yess i am free." I could hear his tonsils happily jumping which i had seen a lot from the past night.

"okay then same place. Same time. My destination. Cool?"

Okay yea sure i mean yea ofc for sure... Um hah.. I mean cool! "he said overjoyed which is giving me goosebumps because he looks sooo cute!

Its 5:50 p.m right now, i have been here for the past fifteen minutes, the lights have been lit up and here i am standing in front of the pub waiting for the man who i just met yesterday to give me the smile which I'm dying for.

Its 6 o'clock on the dot and i see him across the street, eagerly waiting for the traffic signal to turn green as he catches my eyes. He is wearing formals with a knee length rusty brown coat on him, making his golden skin glow even more than usual under the shimmering lights of this restless city.

Im wearing my favourite tight turquoise knitted dress to give a more curvy look to my figure and to match his eye colour which has me all captured.Im also wearing a huge yet decent amount of flamethrower red on my lips which always gives me a tincture of sexiness.

He is standing next to me, i can feel his slow breathing next to my ear which is really sweet.

"HI" he whispers into my left ear.

My face and ears are flushed with excitement. Its hard to keep calm when your heart is racing so freaking fast that it is on the edge of a great precipice which could collapse any moment. I barely manage to turn around after being paralysed for whole fucking five seconds.

"Hey!" I manage to say without collapsing. He is even more beautiful from near.

"WOWSERS!! you look... wow!" He says with his jaw half dropped, at least I'm imagining it that way.

"so, where to? don't tell me, you're going to take me to a dungeon and lock me up with those desperate eyes of yours!!" he continues 

I half scoff and laugh "umm thanks, and nice idea but no thanks! I guess I'm gonna stick to the plan for today. First we are going to the central game zone which is the dad of all pass time underground places and then we will be sitting in a half rate, barely polish thai restaurant.  Give yourself to me today Mr.Black, you will not regret it." i congratulate myself on my casual tone.

"Already yours shortcake. I guess i will not regret it either" he says with a cunning smile.

"shortcake!?" i say narrowing my eyes and twitching my eyebrows, but i don't know why i for god's sake I smile the most awkward smile. 

"well, you're short but cute, sweet yet bitter, hot and pretty. So I'm gonna call you shortcake from now on. End of convo!" he says and starts walking . Im held totally speechless so i don't backfire. Honestly saying i like this name because  by his view it describes me hot and pretty. We start walking.

Its a twenty minute walk to the central game zone so we decided not to take the cab. We are walking side by side, our shoulders brushing against each other, he suddenly stops and says"wait!, i have something important to tell you, i think you should know."

i catch my breath and stare at him right in the eyes trying to read between the lines.

"what do ya mean?" i say my voice trembling with fear. For a split second i fear that he'll say 'I'm gay so please don't fall in love with me'. 

"Im leaving for Boston tomorrow early morning. I know its all of a sudden but its the best thing for my future as I've just graduated" he says in one go.

I drop my jaw open trying to process everything he just said "what!? gosh seriously! that's amazing!!" i say gulping down a tear and my breath shaking continuously.

He sees right through my disappointment and make me sit on the bench which is on the edge of the street. I fucking love this bench because I'm in no position to stand anymore. My heart squeezes and the more i try to hold my tears the more my eyes burn. He sits next to me and grabs me into the most wonderful hug, caressing my shoulders, his chin rubbing on top of my head and his mouth saying "shush, everything is going to be ok. you're gonna be ok shortcake."

I can't take it anymore, i hug him back digging my head inside his coat and finally my tears start rolling down "ugh these Goddamn tears!"

"shush! shortcake don't be hard on yourself, cry if it makes you feel better its just me." he says pressing a kiss on my forehead and cheeks.

"I like you" this goddamn unfaithful mouth of mine!! I want to die, vanish or just run.I know what is coming next and I'm not prepared.

"what!? you say what?" he says and i am silent, still silent and still inside his coat.

"Melissa? you've gotta tell me that what i heard was it ,was  it true?" he tries again.

"yes! yes its fucking true and I'm sorry i know you have no reason to like me and i totally understand. U know what, just forget whatever i said just now its just some stupid crap i said when you......" 

HEAVENS LORD!!!! LIAM.IS.KISSING.ME. 

I'm slowly getting lost in his mouth, he parts his lips and i do the same, whatever he does I'm doing the same i can't help it.Both of our eyes are closed.

After a full minute he leaves my mouth and i already start feeling empty. My eyes are still shut because i know i will never experience this kind of kiss. His thumb is resting on my cheek and his other hand had already slid into my hair while kissing. I open my eyes slowly and notice his eyes are still closed. He is so beautiful!

He starts opening his eyes, breathing heavily and says"Melissa promise me!, if you will ever come to Boston after you're done with your graduation. You will be my girlfriend"

Im in an unbelievable utter shock. I don't even have the right words to explain it "I promise" i say half grinning and half shocked.

Liam lifts my chin with his thumb and fore finger and presses a gentle peck on my lips and smiles.

"so? still wanna stick with the plan of central game zone and thai food or..."

"nope we are gonna go to your so called greatest pub of Manhattan and talk all night till the time you leave for Boston" I say cutting him off.

"Nice!Im gonna miss this fucking pub " he says.

"By the way will you come to drop me off at the airport?" he asks

"Im sorry Liam but i can't. I won't be able to get myself to." I reply

He rubs his thighs and wipe his mouth with his hands understanding me but still disappointed.

He jumps on his feet, bow down, bring his right hand towards me and says"Lets go princess shortcake your knight is ready!"

"This princess here can walk by herself"I say laughing and get up on my feet.

He laughs the most possessing laugh and grabs my hand interlocking my fingers with his.

Its been 4 years and Ive turned into a successful Forensic Psychologist now. I'm in Boston for a crime scene investigation about a 34 storey building suicide.

From what i know Liam is a well known surgeon here, this place is crazy with an abundance of opportunities, now i understand why people come here to change their lives, everything is better here. I've lost touch with him for the past one and half year due to the bumping start i had in my career.

I know nobody here, thankfully my childhood best friend Nick is here. He is currently on a chef tour, which means he usually goes to restaurants and dictate the shit out of employees. I am supposed to meet him at the 24th sizzler restaurant near the clock tower at 7 p.m. We both had a bit of free time from our hectic lives and decided to catch up on things. I am already sitting here and i see him entering inside too, He waves and smiles, holding a bouquet of red roses. We both kiss each other's cheeks and he does it at least twice just for courtesy sake.

"So....Ms.Crime Scene, what's up how's life treating you lately?" he asks casually handing over the flowers to me, although its been a decade, he makes it sound like we've been this comfortable for years.

"Hey! life's been treating me with wonderful red colours, how about you Dr.Food?" i say with a smirk patting myself on the back in my head for this childish comeback.

"Oh wonderful ! thanks for asking" he says.

"so what about that Liam guy? you still in touch?" he continues, taking a sip of his red wine which i ordered before he arrived.

Oh yeah! I totally forgot about Liam. I am suddenly reminiscing the time spent with him in the pub and the kiss we had on the bench.

"ummm..nope, we are not in touch for the past one and a half year" i say sounding disappointed. Nick noticed my my pain and didn't continue the conversation. 

I am thinking about if ill meet Liam in Boston or not. I hope not, it took me the longest time to get over him and if he appears now ill be shattered and won't be able to control myself to fall in love again.

I start taking my first sip of the red wine and Nick his second,

the restaurant door opens and somebody just yelled " YO! Brady!! come on up, new pub's in town. My shitty shift just got delayed"

this voice is so familiar and the shadow from behind is even more nerve racking, i notice more, his hair, shoulders, legs, standing posture. OH FUCK!!!!

Its Liam. LIAM BLACK!!

no no no no no, this can't be happening now.

oh my god. I really did not expect to meet him here of all the places!, that to so suddenly, I'm not prepared to face him and i don't know why. Why the hell does all the awkward things happen to me at the wrong timings.

I squeal unknowingly and He turns around. I've totally forgotten about Nick sitting right opposite to me. I'm totally certainly not in my senses. Nick is seeing all of the tension on my face.

Liam comes closure and says "Melissa ? oh my god! hi! how the hell are you here? How are you? Oh my god!."