The One That Got Away

Sebastian Taylor & Whitney Connor

She was about to do something that she never thought she would be able to manifest as her own dreams of being a doctor fell a part. The hospital she was working for as a receptionist offered a scholarship to do her studies.

The life she had dreamt off was coming to pass. Inside her mind she couldn’t believe that she doubted herself, but it was one person with green sparkling eyes with a jar that any women would drop to the floor. He was the hero in her life, her prince charming the only man she has lost herself and also her innocence and everything connected to him. She fell in love with a rich boy from a well rounded family that lived in Upper- State New York and she was the blonde blue- eyed girl from the down tracks of Louisiana.

A southern with the extract of her voice that sung melodies through his ears. Sebastian was a 25 year old entrepreneur having the company of any women he ever wanted or craved for, but it was a young lady that worked at the hospital his father was head of the board that made him rethink everything he never thought he wanted.

Whitney thought that she wasn’t good enough for him seeing as there was a lot of differences between the two of them. There two year relationship ended abruptly when he asked her to choose between her career as a doctor and going away to Paris to live with him. He was a jet-setter and she was a middle class worker who had to take care of her elderly parents and two siblings.

She always wondered what had happened to him, but it was like he vanished into thin air and never to be heard off.

So here it was three years later and she is finally attending her first class at the University of New York. The introduction went by swiftly as students settled in as the professor starts to write his lecture.

I felt a tap on the left shoulder and as my head swerves more to face the person tapping my shoulder, at first I didn’t want to look behind me. Just to make small conversation with whoever it is, then the other thought was be kind.

As my head face the person, my eyes were like it was going to pop out. Is this real or is it just an a lucid dream that I have been thinking a hell lot more often about that smouldering green eyes that I could stare enough at when they were in my life .

I scrunch my face and the smile on the participant couldn’t have been happier to see me after such a long period.

“I see that you are still the most intense woman as always. Fancy finding you here.” With a smile on his face and getting that fresh minty sensation as he breathes out some air. I couldn’t but almost fell over my chair as he stopped me just in time.

“Sebastian.” I say so softly.

“Finally she remembers my name.” He said it so sweet, I couldn’t even get embarrassed by the people sitting close around us and listening in to our conversation.

“Do you remember mine?”

“Off course, sunshine, there is just something about you over the years I couldn’t forget.” Instantly I didn’t feel like being in this class, I wanted to speak to him more. Also why and how did he know I was in this class? I was lost in my thoughts and didn’t hear him call my name.

When I heard the professor calling names out and I whip to the front as Professor Santiago nodded to get a response out of me.

“I don’t like being disturbed in my lecturers Miss Connor. If you need to be excused you can do so and just ask one of the students for today’s notes. I am sure right now Mr Taylor has other things plan for him sitting in on one of my lectures, right Mr Taylor.” Santiago was becoming to be my favourite lecture no doubt.

“You right about that.” He got up from his chair and walked to the aisle and came to stand next to my desk and showing me his outstretched hand to take.

“Come.” He said and without hesitating I packed my books and shoved them inside my messenger bag. I got up from the chair and took his hand as we both walked up the stairs to the exit.

I couldn’t believe he was here. He took my bag and threw it over his shoulder letting it hang half way across his broad shoulder.

We walked outside into the parking lot as he showed me his car was parked right in front of the reserve parking bays. Still I wasn’t sure how and what he’s really doing here.

How did he find me? There was no trail seeing as I have moved here only recently.

Questions were whirling inside my head that I needed to be answered.

“You don’t have to look so concern, Whit.” He called me on my nickname the one I haven’t allowed other men to use. It was already taken and copyrighted by thee Sebastian Taylor.

“I am not. This just seems out of left field don’t you think. How did you know where I was? Have you been stalking me.” I said with a smile and a sarcastic laugh afterwards.

“Hmm maybe who knows.” He said being all mysterious as he starts up the car and pulled out the parking lot and toward the main road.

I wasn’t afraid or anything just tense a bit that I am here with him driving towards who knows where.

“I hope you don’t mind me taking you to an early lunch.”

“Nah its okay.” I said.

“Whitney it’s me, Sebastian why you sound shy.” He says looking at me then back on the road. As I turn to face him I could see the grin on his face.

“You like doing this to women don’t you.” I said in a voice that sounded unfamiliar to me.

“Well not just any woman.” He said in a cocky voice and that was the thing I fell for the first time. The way he was with me arrogant and in control of everything never allowing him to be submissive to women, but indulging them to a certain degree. I was that naive southern girl at the tender age of 20 when I first laid eyes on him. His masculinity was overpowering my senses and like a little teenager I wanted him to take me, to have me in any way possible.

Then it all fell apart the days after he left was like a piece of me was death. I couldn’t move on I couldn’t stop from thinking what if only I have said yes. Then I thought, but why couldn’t he wait for me, why was it either or. He crushed me and it took me two years after him to finally start dating again. I met Liam Houston a brunette with dark features in way he reminded me of Sebastian, but there was never that connection in our love making, it was like I was disconnected from him in an intimate way.

Liam left with these words, “I don’t know for how much longer I can live in the shadows of your one true love, and I know it’s not me it would never be me. It would always be him and I can’t live with the idea of sharing your heart with another man.” With that he walked out of my life. I have seen him a few times and that was it.

“We here.” He said as the car jerked and came to a full stop. He got out the car and walked around to open my door.

I got out.

He left my bag in his car as he locks up and holds my hand.

As we walk towards the restaurant. He spoke to the receptionist and she called another waiter to show us to our table. He didn’t leave my hand once. Just when he took out the chair for me and went to sit on the other side. Asking the waiter to give us some time to have a look at the menu.

“Isn’t it lovely.” He says.

I took a sip of the water from my glass.

“Yeah I’d say.” He smiles.

“What?”

“You are more beautiful than what I remember.” He said.

The waiter took our order as he left I start to ask him what I needed to know.

“Sebastian I need to know how.” I sat up with my arms crossed over my chest.

“Hmm, it started with the scholarship. You were working for the hospital my dad is the head of the board. I have seen your name in between the application forms on my desk and well the rest is history.” That wasn’t what I wanted to hear.

“So the reason I received the scholarship because the guy I once screwed came across my name and I happened to get accepted.” Anger burst throughout me.

“Whitney I wouldn’t do such a thing. I have always known you wanted to be a doctor and if you wanted to know the other applicants wasn’t up the standard my father and myself were looking for. We weren’t going spend thousands of dollars on a freshly graduated student from a high school who doesn’t have the relevant back ground and highly skilled marks we were looking for. Yes I chose you, but not because I once screwed you like you are proclaiming. I am a businessman and I don’t do business decisions with my dick.”  We were attracting a lot of eyes on us as we were going off in a loud tone.

The waiter came back as he told us to lower our voices are else leave.

Then Sebastian took the initiative to be the arrogant ass he can be at times.

“You don’t threaten me in my own restaurant.” He told the guy and the manager came to our table apologizing for the incompetence of his waiter.

They both walked away. I stared at him and I was about to get up from my chair. When he grabbed my wrist from the other side of the table. Sebastian was someone you can never leave alone in a restaurant, he has this notion that nobody walks out of him ever and that goes for everyone.

“Is this how you treat everyone that works for you.” I said. I was starting to regret coming along to this rendezvous with him. As much as I have been thinking about him for sometime, this isn’t what I was looking forward too.

“Just give me a hearing that is all. I will leave you alone after that. I will go away and never bother you ever.” He said with a tone that sounded sincere.

I sat back in my chair and waiting on him to continue.

“I am sorry, Whit. It’s just I have been wanting to see you for such a long time. I came to NYU this morning not because I wanted to sit in on one of your classes. I was there for a meeting and walked right pass Professor Santiago's class . I opened the door and heard your name being called and I searched for you as I scan every head until your hand whipped up and that blonde long hair of yours that was always bouncy I knew I had to see you. I don’t know how I got the courage to enter and come sit right behind you. It was like I didn’t care about the last time we have seen each other and how we ended. It was about me wanting to see you even if it was just for awhile.” He carried on explaining and I was hanging onto every word. Our lunch came and we ended up talking some more. We didn’t think about where we had to be next it was like this was the only place we wanted and needed to be.

He held my hand it was charismatic the way the event happened how we still had that bond, the way we can talk about just anything. I think this is the start of a new beginning.

“Whitney don’t ever leave me again please.”

“I’ll try.” I said.

“I love you. I never stopped.”

“I love you to Sebastian Taylor.”

“You too Whitney Connor.”

The end



A/N : Creative Writing Prompts ~ Heart
 Write a scene that reunites you with the one that got away.
I enjoyed writing this piece i had no struggles with what's too come next, it was like the characters and the opening seen and the ending just fitted.