Love Through Time (Prologue & Chapter 1)

Prologue




I remember the first time I met Sam Jamison. I was 9 years old and it was mid-summer and I had just moved to Greenlake and I really did not know anyone. I was playing in my backyard when all of a sudden a baseball comes flying out of nowhere and almost hits me in the head. I turned around to see where it came from and all I see is a boy about my age with dark brown hair and blue eyes standing on the sidewalk.

"Sorry, did I hit you?" He asked.
"No, but you almost did. Who are you?" I replied.
"My name is Sam, what is yours?"
"I'm Allison."
"You're new here, aren't you?" he asked.
"Yeah, I just moved here from Kansas."
He grinned and said, "Wow, wanna play with me?" I thought about it for a minute and said, "Sure, just let me ask my mom."
So I got up and ran inside and asked her if it was ok. She said yes, and headed back outside. We went over to his house and spent most of the afternoon playing with his army men. I had always been sort of a tomboy, so having him to play with made life in Greenlake not so lonely.

As the years passed, we seemed to grow closer in our friendship. We practically treated each other like brother and sister. As I started to become less tomboyish and more girly, he became sportier and I started to look at him differently. I was scared to show my feelings, and didn’t want to ruin the friendship we had. But eventually it was hard to contain.

So one rainy day while we were hanging out at his house, I decided I was going to tell him how I felt. I figured the best way to do it was get him alone, so that I couldn’t chicken out. I decided to get him to go to our favorite place, an abandoned barn on the back of his property.
“Hey, you wanna go hang out in the barn?”
“Sure, why not. I’m bored anyways.” he replied and got up from the couch.
We headed towards the barn, and as it neared, it started to pour down rain. We ran until they made it safely inside, but we ended up being drenched.
“Great idea, Allie. Now what are we gonna do?” he said teasingly and rolled his eyes.
“I don’t know…it was a good idea at first.”
“I’ve got an idea...” he said with a smirk and started to walk toward me.
When he finally closed in on her, he reached out and started tickling me. I tried to squirm away but it was no use, he was much stronger than I was. When his face was near mine, I decided now was the best time to tell him. So I leaned closer and kissed him.

Sam sat in shock as he kissed me back. He pulled me closer and wrapped me in his arms. But what had stopped him was what was going to end the kiss. As he started to pull away, I tried to hold on.
When we were far enough apart, Sam said, "Allie, we can't do this."
"Why?" I asked.
"I just can't."
He pushed me away from him and headed back towards his house.

That was the last time we saw each other before going separate ways.

So 5 years later, when I decided to move to New York, I never would have imagined that I would ever see him again. But I soon changed my mind..


Chapter 1

I had decided to move to New York because my roommate from college, Becca wanted to move there for her new job. I wanted to get out and away from the small town I had grown up in.

We found an apartment on E. 11th Street that was manageable, thanks to Becca's family being well off as oil tycoons in Texas. Otherwise we would have probably been living with the homeless.

We had been living there for a few weeks, when Becca suggested that we go out.
"Come on Allie, we need to go have some fun. There's a new bar opening that I think we should check out." she said.
"Where is it?" I asked.
"Somewhere on Baxter, I think. " she replied.
"Okay, just give me some time to get ready."

It took us over an hour to get ready, but I finally decided on my favorite black dresswhich complimented my tan coloring, and had my long dark brown hair loosely piled on top of my head with a few strands framing my face. Becca decided on a simple black skirt and a pale blue tank top. She wore here long reddish blonde hair down.

We went downstairs and hailed a cab and were on our way.

Meanwhile across town, Sam Jamison was preparing to do something that scared him. He was opening a bar tonight and he was scared as hell. He had never tried anything this risky in his life. All kinds of thoughts ran through his head, such as "what if no one likes it and I fail?", "what if everyone likes it, and it's a success?"
His best friend, Jake Morgan seen the worry on his face and tried his best to reassure Sam. "It will be great. You're doing the right thing."
Sam knew that Jake was trying to make him feel better, but that probably wouldn't happen for a while. Bars in this town were a dime a dozen and he had see a lot of them close down. As he had worked in a lot of them while in college at NYU. That was where he had gotten the idea to open his own bar. H wanted to see if all the work he put into going to business classes was worth it.

To ease the tension, Sam decided to talk to Jake about his new girlfriend. " So, is Becca coming tonight?"
"Yeah, I think so. And I think she's bringing a friend." he replied.
Sam rolled his eyes and laughed. "Thanks, pal. I was already nervous and you're not helping the situation."

As Becca and I rode towards the bar, I decided to ask my friend about her new boyfriend. "So how are things with you and Jake?" "Great actually. I can't believe we get along so well for only knowing each other for such a short time." she replied.

"That's good. Maybe I'll find someone like him one day." I said a little hopefully.

"Now that you mention it, I've got something I've gotta tell you." Becca said with a smirk.

"Uh-oh, what are you up to now?"
I knew that when she did that, she had something up her sleeve.
"Well, Jake has this friend. He owns the bar actually and he told me that he was single." Becca seen that things were not going well when I started to cringe.
"I've met him. His name is Sam and he's cute. I think you'll like him. He's 6'2 with dark brown hair, blue eyes, and he's got a body to die for. But don't tell Jake I said that."
My expression changed to curiosity and said "I don't know. Are you sure that he's not a sleaze ball and sleeps with a lot of women?"
"I'm sure because if he was, I don't think Jake would be friends with him."
"True. I guess I could just meet him and then we'll see."
Becca squealed with delight, and I rolled my eyes.
Inside, I was still nervous and unsure. And when we pulled up in front of the bar, my nervousness soared.