Dedicated to all Lovers like 𝑹𝒐𝒃𝒊𝒏 & 𝑹𝒆𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒄𝒂.

London,UK- 6:45a.m. (GMT+1)

It is snowing outside, the weather is chilled and it's been rare to snow in London..
The calm environment is so soothing to my ear, due to snow, no vehicle is out today. I yawn as I stare at the window, the snowy weather is my favourite but I feel lazy to work. Rather I head to the kitchen and made some coffee to myself. I sit at the bench next to my living room window and admire the the beauty..

I finished my coffee and noticed that it has been an hour to that I sat there, so I run to the bathroom, and take a hot bath, suddenly my mind is wondering what should I do today... Or in the future...
I am 20 now and I do have to earn for a living, so what should I do?
My mind drift to the snow again, I did not publish any book for a long while, because I am out of ideas?-Oh! No-because I'm taking a break, Yes!
I have a lot of valuable experience of Life though I'm only 20. But I must admit that Experience and Imagination, don't come to us at a certain age. There are no boundaries to experience things and imagine whatever I want.

I still remember, I was only 17 when I published my first book "From illusions to Reality" in which I mentioned about Love, reality, sexual content, Romance, Adventure, mystery, and Humour.
The book set fire on the stage. The book contains mature contents which I specifically included to attract readers. I know what readers wants and I gave it to them. But still there were people in the society who sit and plan to discourage you and drag u down. I got comments like "...you write beyond your age", "She might be interested in these that's why she include these...", "Your age is too young to know this and express these in papers".

Some people don't understand the value of good content in a writing, but I don't care about them. I never cared about them. They can comment anything they feel like but I will keep ignoring them in order to proceed ahead.

I came back to reality, a-and I-I got an Idea! I shouted in joy. I wrapped myself in a towel, head to the closet, I choose to wear a pajama and a white shirt. I blow-dry my hair, brushed it and made a bun. With a bowl of frosted flakes I sit on my desk to finish my current book "Boys and their toys". My idea of giving a abrupt end to this story so that Readers get insanely curious about the end. I finish up my frosted flakes and the story within two hour.
I took the handwritten pages of my book, locked the door of my apartment and set the alarm, walked down to the foyer, then into the garage and head to my publisher as well as the bookseller. It was a ridiculous idea to drive in the snow, it took me an another hour to reach downtown to the Tally Publishing House and Bookstore. I enter and greet to Mr. Young, and hand him my hard copy of the book. He said to wait untill he takedown some documents.
So I decided to roam around the store to find some books, suddenly a boy sitting at the corner table catch my eye, he has my book in his hand. I walk toward him and his eyes meets mine, his eyes are gray, an extraordinary colour I have ever seen, he seems young, fair, and has black straight hair. He stand and greets me, he is a little taller than me and his body is just perfect. He pronounces my name, "Hello Miss Rebecca Todd". I was surprised that how he knew my name but then I realised ofcourse he knew, he was reading my book.

I immediately said him "Hello...." asking to tell his name.
And he did "Robin Evans. Nice to meet you mam" his voice is so soft. I smiled at him.
He offers me to sit beside him, we talked about my book "From illusions to Reality", he shared his view points and I told him mine. He asked me about my next book, and we talked about different things. I got to know that he is the only child of his family like me and is doing PhD in biology but he can't stop his addiction of reading books.
We were interrupted by Mr.Young, who called me for signing some documents. I gave my number to Robin and promised to meet him somewhere outside.
I finished up the necessary documentation and leave the store at 5p.m. I notice Robin was standing outside the store. I ask him immediately what is he doing here. He answers me that he was waiting for his dad to come and pick him up and he forgot his phone at home so he cannot call them. I offer him my phone and to call them.
He calls his dad and his dad tell him to take a cab and stay at a hotel because his family has gone to a dinner party. So I tell him to come with me at my home. He agrees but said to pay me which I refused to take.
The drive to home took as usual an hour, during the drive we both talked about our Imagination on different plots. As I reach my home, i said to Robin to take a shower but he said me to wait, borrowed my car and went to a nearby store to purchase some clothes. He returned within 30 minutes and I already had prepared the dinner for both of us. He take the shower, and changes into his new clothes while I set out plates. We eat the our dinner in silence and I show him the spare room so he can stay comfortably. But first we talk about several things, about my work, his work, his goal, his passion and I was more interested to know about him. He inform me that he is 24 years old and in the next month he is going to Italy for further study. He applied there five months ago and now that he got the opportunity, he will go to complete his PhD. I am sad because I really like his company and the way we both are interested in books, I really don't appreciate him to go to Italy. But this is not my place to say. I give him a fake smile and I congratulate him. It is 2am in the morning and we both exchanged "Good Nights" head to our bed. I am thinking whether he is asleep or not, whether he is comfortable or not, but slowly I drift to sleep.

An sound from the hallway woke me up. I get off the bed and open my door and check around to find nothing but I can see the lights are on of the spare room. I softly knock on his door, and he answers to come in. I turn the door knob and enter his room. He is sitting in the bed and staring at the snow in the dark. I ask him that why he didn't sleep, he keeps silent. After a few seconds, he requests me to give him a hard copy of the book that I got into publishing today. I give it to him, and he smile at me and said that he can't sleep without reading a book. I am please to hear that so I ask him to read it aloud so that I can listen to him. I switched off the light and switched on the bedside lamp. And I scoot beside him and he starts to read my book, I listen to him and drift to sleep again.

I wake up and realised I am lying beside him, my head to his chest, his hand is curled up to my waist. I'm feeling to stay like this and never to wake him up but I shut down my thoughts and move his hands from my waist, get off the bed and closed his door.
That was a sweet moment my subconscious reminds me.
I walk off to take a quick shower and then make the breakfast. I hear a sound which says he is up. He walks down to the kitchen and looks worried. I ask him "Something's wrong?"
He says with worried looks "Yesterday...um..I am sorry about-" I cut him off and put him out of misery.
"Don't be sorry, nothing happened, we just slept dude, I didn't mind at all" I give him a smile with a soft look. I almost liked it how we ended up last night. I really liked that man. I wish I could tell you.
He smiles, a shy smile and says "Ok, fine then. Nice to meet you. I have to return home, when will be free to drop me there ?"
I hand him a plate of bacon, eggs and coffee and says to him "Within an hour"
We laughed on different silly things that came up during the drive to his home. He made me feel good. After we reach there, he bid me goodbye, hugged me for a quiet long and gave me his number.

After that day I never got to see him anymore but we talked in WhatsApp and Skype and Facebook. And slowly and steadily I was falling for him, hard and fast. I really liked-no-loved to talk to him. Finally the day comes when he is leaving for Italy, I went to the airport to meet him for the last time. He promised me to talk through calls, and social medias. He left London and Me!