The Night We Met Meaning Novels & Stories

“I knew it. Spill.” We found our usual spot behind the library—a shady bench away from the main walkways. It was quiet, semi-private, and perfect for the kind of conversations we always had when no one was listening. I exhaled. “It’s getting weird, Zara. He said something last night and now I can’t stop thinking about it.” Zara leaned forward like I just told her I kissed a celebrity. “What’d he say?” “He said… maybe we’ve already met.” Her eyebrows shot up. “Wait—what?! Girl, that’s not weird. That’s hot. Like, soulmates-in-secret hot.”

Why was it called a one-night stand again? Selene understood how Sia felt. She knew she shouldn't be bringing the night up again but she couldn't help it. She rushed to see him and tell him how she felt about that night. They never got the chance the tell each other about their feelings and it irked her. She craved his face, his touch. She couldn't think straight. Sia looked at her friend and was at a loss for words for some time. "Okay let's say you want to meet him. Do you know him from Adams?" she asked.

He was sad. I thought about what he said and the thought of Jeremy and I not being able to interact with each other makes me kind of. . . sad, too. But that’s normal, right? It’s normal to feel sad in situations like this. I nodded at him. “Yes. You’re right. We won’t be able to interact for a long time,” I repeated what he said and nodded my head again, that thought getting clearer and clearer in my mind. Ah, I remember associating Jeremy with a shooting star, because he really is. He passed through my sky, glowing brightly with all his might. But sadly, he just passed through my sky, but fell for someone else. He’s a shooting star whom I can never make a wish on.

“Will you please help me? Then she stopped a while and slightly bit her lower lip. Damn!!! Why she had to do this? Then she said,” if you don’t want to help then you can tell me now. I’ll manage.” “We will help,” I said without a second thought. Danish and Nikhil were looking at me amusingly. I bet they are going to eat me alive. I couldn’t help but talk about her. They never saw me obsessed with any girl like this. I couldn’t sleep a blink that night. I was so excited to meet her, to talk with her, and especially to get to know her more.

I didn't want to blink. Audrey "Aden you should stay here tonight. I am afraid. We don't know what happened. Please stay here." Aden "Don't worry I am here." I didn't want any disturbance but she wasn't in a mood of letting me enjoy my moment with my love. Audrey "You really love her so much." Aden "I love her since the night I met her. Its my destiny that I am with her again." Audrey "How did you met her?"

It would take a while to register all that happened tonight, so I let my mind wander lost, travelling through different topics till I hit the one I was interested in. UndA. A person that I had unintentionally permitted to slip into my life. Subconsciously, I was finding time to think about him, like right now. I frowned at how little I knew about him, then smiled at how familiar he felt even though he could be a thousand miles away. There wasn't much to think off but it was more than my mind could wave off. I close my eyes, forcing sleep to lay its bare hands on me. The earlier I slept, the faster all of this would be over. I doubt I was going to get any.

They spoke of different things, random conversation but then, just when it was almost time head back, she brought another. "We never really got talk about that night," her eyes stuck at him. "What night?" "That we first met," she chuckled softly. "Well, not like an official one but, you at least met me, but I was so off to return the gesture." "Wow! Honestly, I don't have anything to say." She folded her legs back up to the front, facing him. "Tell me anything, about the night. How you pulled me out, even how you knew I was in danger."

David Collins had a way of messing with me, of getting under my skin, and I hated it. I sat up, grabbing my phone to block his number once again. The second I touched the screen, I saw his number light up. A message. I sighed, knowing it was probably just him being smug, but I couldn’t resist. I clicked on it. "You’re welcome. Anytime." I could almost hear the smirk in his words. I threw my phone on the bed in frustration. "I hate him." Meeting you was my biggest mistake, David. Coming to the bar that night with my cousins was a mistake, and I don’t know how I can undo this mistake.

“Dawn will come, and we will meet it side by side. But tonight is still ours.” I let his warmth pull me under again, the bond glowing steady and bright between us.

I had never truly committed myself to a relationship before, but for Night, I had risked it all, gone against my every instinct and battled with myself about how I really felt…only for all of this to account to nothing? No. I just couldn’t accept that. “Now…we try our best.” Night turned to face me, a sly smile on his face. “Huh?” I frowned. Did the orgasm really knock all the intelligence out of me or did I not really understand what he meant by ‘trying our best’. “At what exactly?” I frowned, not able to grasp the concept. “Try our best to keep this a secret.” My eyebrows shot up to my hairline. “Even from our friends?”