NINE

Necco suddenly announced his new novel where he told about an unknown writer and that was nobody but me. He said he has a special feeling for me.

I was amazed by that. The media, the people who read books, the magazines, everyone got a question that if Miss Zero likes him back.

I don't know what to do. I wanted to mail him, but I didn't because neither he did.

So, this time I know everything was going to be fine because I have worked for him a lot. I wrote my next e-book named "The Confession" and told the every feeling I got for him.

I don't know, how much should I wait for the beautiful moment for Necco, I don't know how he looks like, but this time, things gonna be fine because there is no way that anything is going to be wrong.

One day, I was in the restaurant and suddenly I got a mail from Necco. He said he wants to meet. I couldn't handle that feeling, I shouted loud and every staff and people stared at me. It was an embarrassing moment. He said he is going to meet me next week at 'Englischer Garten' ( A public park in Munich).

I waited for something for so long. I couldn't sleep nor I could eat. I don't know what should I do now. It was hard for me to do anything. When you want to achieve something, you need to sacrifice your but when you come to know that your dreams are coming true then there is no need to sacrifice the sleep, it will do itself.

I open my social media. I messaged Lilly and Freeda about this. It's not we don't talk, lily and Freeda are still in contact, I haven't mentioned it. I told them about this and they were glad to know about this. I always talk to my mom on calls about everything except my true identity and dream.

A week passed, it was the day. The day when why dream will come true. The day from when I can finally be happy. No more sad songs and no more stress, no more pain and no more suffering, no more tears and no more sadness, no more loneliness and no more numbness. I will be happy now. There was nothing to stop me.

I took a taxi and went to the place where Necco called me. I waited for him below the tree shadow. I used my phone until he comes. I know he could recognise me because he saw me at the restaurant. I don't know if I could recognise him.

After an hour of waiting, a man who was matured to be 40 came to me.

"Are you waiting for someone?"

"Maybe. Why?"

"No, I saw you sitting here for a long time."

"Yeah, I am waiting for someone."

"Miss zero?"

"Necco?"

He hugged me tightly and kissed me on my lips. But this time, the kiss wasn't like before because I have waited for this day so long. I kissed him back when he stopped and we sat together and talked.

"Does time manage things, Mr Necco?"

"You are a writer, a writer is not only the people who write. They are affected by different thing to be a writer. In my case, I believe, it's us who manage the time but this is not important that it will be the same every time. Sometimes, there are things which time manage on its own and sometimes, we have to do."

"So, what do you think about us?"

"If you waited for me believing that the time will manage everything then we were never supposed to meet each other. You managed your time to get me and the same way, time managed you for me. So it's like, both things are true."

"Can I know your real name?"

"Someday. What about your's, Miss Zero?"

"Maybe, someday."

We both smiled and walked around the park talking about a lot of things except ourselves. Then asked me to live with him because he stay alone.

"Are you still unmarried?"

"No, I am divorced."

"What's your age? I won't mind if you are not saying it."

"It's 45."

He was likely to be 24 years older than me but love never see two-person from their age. Love see the person from the heart and I was sure that both of our heart was beating for each other.

"My place is next to this block, do you want to go?"

"Yes, sure."

I went to his place and as I entered the room, there was a bed and tables with lots of papers. The room was quite big and there are lots of space including beautiful sofas and bed.

"Yeah, this is the room of famous writer Necco."

But he was staring at me. He came near me and kissed me on my lips one more time.

"I thought I would never meet you if I haven't seen you on Instagram. At first, I used to see a lot of it but then, I started liking it."

"Ok, I see."

Then Necco went to the kitchen to make some coffee for me. I was alone in the room. I could see the positive quotes in the walls, the books that Necco wrote and started to turn some pages of the book which was on his table.

Necco served a coffee to me.

"Can I ask you something, Mr Necco?"

"Yes."

"Why did you divorced?"

"Because we don't want to be together anymore."

"I know it. That's why people divorce. I am asking the reason."

"Well, I am sorry to say this but my wife was pregnant and I had an affair with another woman. I lied to her about this and one day she caught me. She said nothing but asked for a divorce. And then she moved away. I tried to find her a lot but I was never successful. The other girl I had affair with cheated on me and then I suffered a lot. I moved to this place cause there was one of my friends and then I started writing because it was the only thing I could do. If you see a writer, just know that he needs someone cause he is alone and got nobody. I never found her ever again."

"So, you haven't met her since then?"

"No. Let's just forget about it."

"Do you love me?"

"Yes I do." ( Kiss on her forehead)

After the coffee, we talked a lot about everything except ourselves. I tried to ask his name a lot of time but every time I do, he refuses. I was lonely and sad, but today I feel like I got everything. If you love someone, you just keep loving him and don't even care about his past and to be in the present and future.

Necco pulled me to him and kissed me on my lips. The door was closed and two lovers are inside the room, so there is nothing to wait for. He carried me to his bed and slowly removes my all cloth. His hands jumped up to cup my cheeks as he kissed me again and again. I slowly pulled him with me as I lay. By the time we hit the mattress, his hands weren't on my cheeks anymore because it's inside me. He slowly fingered and then his lips joined the finger. When I moan loud enough for it to be voiced, he paused, looking up at me with his usual twinkle in his eyes. "Are you ok?" he asked, playing innocent. He then kissed me to my neck and he slowly moved down.

I could feel his lips in between my legs and the only thing I could do was catch his hair and moan softly. He removes his cloth and then came to the top of me and kissed me to my lips.

He hugged me tight and I could feel it inside me, he wiped the hair from my face and kissed me on my lips licking my tongue and moving much faster. I never wanted this to stop. And then, he made me on his top and then this time he asked me to move. I did it, I couldn't hold my voice and I started to moan. His hand was touching my breasts while we were making eye contact and again kissing each other. This way we end up together.

After making love, we get dressed. He drove me off to the place where I live and then walked by.