"No, I don't think we do, but look I have to go," I answered scared as hell, but mostly confused. He couldn't take his eyes off of me and his stare paralyzed every part of my body, I couldn't move, couldn't think straight. I had to leave.
"Please, let me at least know your name?" he asked. I thought I heard a plea in his voice, but it couldn't be. I must have dreamt it.
"Emma, My name is Emma, now please if you'll excuse me; I have to get back to my car," I answered, he couldn't know what I was thinking, he had to stay the hell away from me.
Ethan moved aside and I walked past him as fast as my feet could go, and I only stopped when I was inside my car, the doors locked. Just then, I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding.
"Ethan..." I murmured, so my beautiful stranger had now a name, but it didn't matter anymore, after the way I left him in the hallway, he probably won't ever talk to me again. "That's for the better," I thought, but I knew deep down, that I was lying to myself. I felt lost, and I didn't know what to do anymore, so I did what I always do when I felt lost. Call Sara.
"Hey Emma, what's going on sweetie?" She asked, sounding very concerned.
"How do you know something is up Sara? I didn't say anything."
I already knew the answer, but I was trying to buy myself some time.
"It's almost 2 pm, you're supposed to be in class, so if you call me now, it must be because something happened. Did you kill somebody and you want some help to bury the body?" She said with a soft laugh.
I chuckled at what she said; my sister always knew how to light up my mood even when she didn't know what was going on.
"No Sara; I didn't kill anyone, but I'm glad to know that if I did, you'd help me bury the body, but you're right about one thing, something happened," I said, I didn't know how I was going to tell her the whole thing, but I had to give it a try, she would know what to do, she always did.
I told her about my dream, about my beautiful stranger, what he did to me and how I felt in is arms, I didn't leave out any details. Then, I told her about Ethan, about how I ran into him before realising who he was. That he was my beautiful stranger. Sara stayed silent for a little while; I was starting to think that she was going to say I was crazy and that she didn't believe me.
"Oh my god Emma, this is fucking awesome. You have to find Ethan again; fate wanted you to find him," Sara finally said a little too excited about this whole story.
"Sara, calm the fuck down will you. Please? He's a total stranger, a beautiful one, but still a stranger, why would I run after him if he doesn't mean anything to me?" I replied, but I didn't know who I was trying to convince most, Sara or myself.
"For Christ sake Emma, you're 21, go, have your fun, if you see him again flirt with him. You never know, he might be a sex master, a legend in bed." She said laughing.
"You're the worst sister ever; please remind me why I keep calling you?" I said laughing as well; only Sara could make me feel like this after a breakdown.
"Because you love me silly girl, and obviously because I am the best sister in the world!" She said. I knew she was smiling and so was I.
"Yeah I do love you sis. Look thanks for the support but now I have to go, I don't want to miss another class."
We said our goodbyes, and I took a deep breath before heading out for my next class.
Chap. 2
I got into my next class a little early; I took a seat in the back of the class. I wasn't a bad student and I enjoyed being on my own. I didn't have many friends, since my parents' death everyone looked at me with pity in their eyes, like I was some kind of fragile porcelain.
I felt someone sit next to me, but I didn't bother look or talk. I kept on reading even when the teacher started his class, but then my neighbour slid a piece of folded paper on my desk.
"Hi Emma," I read, taking a look at my neighbour made my heart skip a beat. I almost fell of my chair realising Ethan my sitting right next to me with a broad smile plastered on his face. As I read his note over and over again, a blur of emotions whirled through me, confusion, fear, but at the same time excitement. I gave him a shy smile and answered his note.
"Hi, Ethan, right?" he nodded at me, even though he knew that I knew his name.
We kept sending each other little notes, about pretty much anything, I felt like I was a kid again since I haven't done that in years. Ethan seemed like a really nice guy, and the thought of having a friend seemed like a good idea, but Ethan brought so much more than the feeling of friendship in me, and that scared the shit out of me. I still couldn't believe that he was my beautiful stranger, and I was still wondering how it was possible to meet a guy you just dreamt about. Thinking about the dream and about what Ethan had done to me made me blush, I tried to hide it from Ethan, but I got caught. His next piece of paper proved it.
"Hey there, what were you thinking just now? You were blushing."
He had a wicked smile on his face, or so I thought. He couldn't read my thoughts, could he? Before I could find an answer to give him, the bell rang and I got up to leave the class. "Saved by the bell," I thought. I was about to leave when Ethan grabbed my wrist to hold me up. Again, electricity shot through my body and I felt his hand burn on my skin. I looked at him in the eyes and saw that same confused look.