CHAPTER 2 - IT IS HIM

ONE YEAR BACK

DAISY'S POV

So, what would you like to eat?”

"Um, yeah, anything you like," I said, squinting my eyes. Noah, my boyfriend, received my response.

"OK, babe, I'll just order and come," he patted my hair.

I got to know Noah Smith through my best friend, Julian. He is an artist; he paints; and it's been a year since we started dating.

I like Noah a lot.

But sometimes he does very extraordinary things. Today he literally booked the whole 77th floor restaurant just because he wanted to compensate for the time we lost when he went on his one month business trip.

From the glass wall, I gazed outside , the majestic skyscraper towering with brightness. It brought a nostalgic memory to my brain. Four years have passed since that incident, the one where I crossed paths with 'him' - the Batman, the name I gave him because I never had the chance to learn his actual name.

I still remember how excited I was after that incident. I literally thought he would come as he promised to do after a year. But he didn't.

I continuously went to that place again and again for 3 years, but he was nowhere to be found.

At first, weirdly, I was very disappointed and sad that he didn't come.

I still remember going and crying hard every time I went to that place and not finding him there.

First, it was a safe place for me whenever I wanted to hide from all my worries, but after him, it wasn't the same again.

I finally gave up after three years of continuous crying. Maybe he was just kidding and maybe he forgot about me long back.

So, l finally moved on, and now I got the best man I could have asked for, actually the second best, but who cares now?

Noah is sweet and hot, standing 6 '2 with a massive body, long hair, beautiful brown eyes, fair skin, and a charming smile. He's the most eligible bachelor in the city and I'm grateful that he's my boyfriend.

Our one-year anniversary is next month. We considered celebrating it, but Julian's wedding is on the same day.

It's been 6 months since Julian met this mysterious guy and she hasn't even sent me his pictures. Julian relocated to Paris two years ago, and her parents set her up on a blind date. She agreed to the marriage after the first date itself. I'm curious about him now.

To get Julian to say yes on the first date, that's a pretty impressive thing to do.

Every time I tell her to send the picture of him, she always tells me to come and see him in person.

I didn't have much time to visit her, and I didn't have much money to go, so I'm going to meet her next month on her big day and see her fiance there. Noah will come with me because his parents are also on the guest list. I can't wait for my little best friend's wedding.

Noah and I finished our meal and went shopping for the wedding; it was a fun date. He dropped me off at home, and we kissed and said goodbye to each other.

My life is going well, but I have the feeling that something is missing. Weird.

A MONTH LATER

Today, Noah and I are flying to Paris for Julian's wedding, which will take place a day after.

I'm wearing a plain white t-shirt and blue jeans with high ankle boots and sunglasses, while Noah is twinning with me and looking absolutely stunning.

While I was checking my phone, Noah Came over with an ice tea, which I usually prefer, and sat beside me.

Noah Called me "babe" as he handed me the ice tea.

"Yes, babe," I said, smiling at him.

"You're happy with me, right?" While holding my hand, he said with a nervous smile.

Looking at him like this breaks my heart; somewhere in my past, when my first love broke my heart, I resolved never to treat anyone the way he did to me; l just want to protect the person in front of me, and I just want to see him happy.

I lightly kissed his left cheek and looked into his eyes and stated “yes, more than I could ever be.”

It was true that after meeting Noah, my life took a really positive turn. I was going out on occasion, dressing up really nice, and laughing a lot more than before, so yes, I'm happy.

I'm not sure if I love him. But I'm happy with him, so maybe this is love.

His smile broadened, and he hugged me tightly, kissing my brow.This makes me happy. This feels safe.

Then, while waiting for the flight, we watched a movie on my phone together, and when the flight announcement came, we went to our seats in first class.

We finished the movie on the plane, took a good nap, and arrived in Paris after a 10-hour flight.

Julian's driver had arrived to pick us up, and we were soon at the front gate of Julian's family mansion, with a blurred Julian and possibly her husband standing in front of the entrance waving at us.

As the car approached the mansion, the blurred Julian and her husband became clearer. I got out of the car and looked at Julian, who came running over to hug me. I squeezed my eyes shut to hug her.

After about a good 2 minutes, she finally let me go and moved to the side, motioning her hand towards a tall, big man standing behind her.

"Finally, meet my finance Daisy , Dylan ." she said, taking the tall man's hand in hers.

I smiled and turned to face him.

He was beautiful…He had beautiful golden skin with a sharp jawline, greenish gray eyes, and the most endearing boxy

smile with a small beautiful scar on the brow.

Wait, it is him!