Gran invited him inside but he politely denied this time and took Gran's permission to pick me up next morning.Gran being gran didn't took no for an answer and not only she invited him inside but also made him eat a large slice of apple pie which she freshly made.Ethan bid his good-bye to both of us with a sugar filled stomach and infectious happy smile.Gran asked me about my date and of course I had to spill the bean or else she won't let me go.Finally after midnight I retired to bed but not before receiving a text from Ethan."Reached home, can't wait to see you tomorrow Carter. Good night.P.s. I know you will be dreaming about me."It was a typical Ethan kind of a text."I won't be dreaming about you." I texted back with an eye roll emoji."You need to learn how to lie, Carter.""You leave me alone.""Don't plan to. P.s. Don't go for acting, you already know why." Ethan was again referring me as a bad liar and I guess I really was a bad liar.That night I went into sleep with
Disclaimer:This is a work of fiction. Unless otherwise indicated, all the names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents in this book are either the product of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.All rights are reserved.No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording or otherwise, without prior permission of the copyright owner.----Beautiful pearls of rain were down pouring everywhere. I have always enjoyed and cherished the earthy smell of rain. The soothing comfort that used to calm my soul before, was now making me feel pain and restless as the grey clouds stretched over the rainy sky.I wish I had bought my favourite red umbrella. It was my favourite because it was a gift from my grandmother on my twelfth birthday.
There are two things you should know about me. At eighteen, I was still a virgin and second, well you are about to know it soon.“I HATE SHOPPING”. I shouted at the top of my lungs with annoyance.There, now you know the second thing about me too.Yes, I know it’s a very simple and last sentence in the world whom almost every girl of my age that I know never thinks of saying.Guess I was built differently.Now it’s not like I always dreaded shopping. I won’t be wrong if I would say that I can shop online for life.For me, online shopping is a blessing in disguise. If you tell me to shop for books, I would give you my heart right at that moment.In case you haven't already guessed, let me disclose ladies and gentlemen, I Skylar Carter love books more than people. In short, I am a nerd, and a proud one too, thank you very much.My friends always wondered why I hated it so much? Well here’s the brief version.Calculating my monthly budget every time I select
I washed myself up, fixed my mid-waist reaching wavy blonde hair into a ponytail, applied some lipgloss and made my way downstairs to the drawing-room.Gran was in the kitchen, baking my favourite lemon tarts.I shoved one into the mouth and Jesus! If this is not heaven then I don't know what is.Grandmother always loved cooking, she followed her passion and now proudly owns a restaurant here in Boston.Even though it's small and cosy, it's still got its warmth of delicious delicacies that makes people feel like eating at home.I have always felt immensely proud and pleased in helping Grandma out with managing the restaurant.With a short staff and me going to school, sometimes I worry how would Gran manage to do it all.Even though she always reassures me, I still sometimes get worried about her.I saw Chris sitting on the couch, casually one arm slinging over and legs crossed. His gaze was solely fixed on some documentary about aquatic animals that were goi
After the collision, all that left to deal with was the aftermath. I didn't know the impact of colliding with the hard muscles could be this brutal.I never knew a fateful collision with this person would imbalance my life itself.Looking back now I wonder what would have happened if we could have never collided.Was it fate or a mere mistake? It's futile to ponder.~~~Mere moments ago I was tired and frustrated clutching these stupid bags.All my shopping bags were scattered on the floor. My phone was lying on the floor like a dead body. Cracked display, back cover and battery scattered far away from my line of sight.Shit, now I have to repair this phone again! Oh lord rip my bank account.It was quite a floor show, to be honest.As I looked around and saw many pairs of eyes zoned in my direction. I have always hated being the centre of attention and especially in an embarrassing situation like this.Mother earth please open up and swallow me. I saw
Curiously I looked up to see who's the person, I saw deep black pools staring at me. Its him. God I felt the spark.A chill ran down through my body by this mere contact.I concluded that Its not only his presence, but also I was letting his electric touch affect me so much.That thought was enough to bring me back to my senses. I seriously need to get a grip here. Taking a deep breath I decided to tackle this mess ASAP so that I could finally go my home and take some kind of mental rest ."I am sorry, I really didn't mean to hit you like that, not that I am hitting on you." I offered my kinda awakward apologizy again. I hoped he would respond with something like -its ok or all good but since he was choosing to stay quite, I decided to continue."Look I am really really sorry ,My Gran called me and as you can see my hands were full of bags, Chris was also nowhere near my line of sight for help, so I picked up call while running and smashed into you. Its a joint phenom
Still, in a daze prior to the previous unfortunate event, I let Chris pick me up from the floor where it feels like my knees have been frozen to the core.Like the gentleman Chris is, he dusted off my knees and helped me stand straight."I am so sorry Sky, I was on a call with mom and she asked me to check on Elle. News flash, that clutz just broke her leg" Chris declared.Ouch! Must be very hurtful.Elle and Chris were childhood buddies and I got to know Elle, very recently."That's terrible Chris. Is she okay now?""Yeah, she sprained it somehow, but I have to go to see her at the hospital.""You should definitely go, send her my regards as well.""I hate leaving you alone, let me drop you home first " Chris requested with pleading puppy eyes.I kept my hand over his chest in a gesture to stop him."Don't worry about me, I will take a taxi. You should go to the hospital first, now shoo" After some more persuasion finally Chris left me outside the
Elle was a sweet girl. She was your girl next door type.Curvy, petite and stunningly beautiful, Elle was the complete opposite of me with her talkative, outspoken, extrovert nature, but still, we bonded and became very good friends over this summertime.I liked her curly brown hair, but she doesn't, she never believed me whenever I told her how much lovely they are. She likes my black, straight hair, which runs in a thick mass up to a little above my waist shielding my backside like a screen.Back to the conversation, I asked -"So how things are going with you and Andrew?"Andrew was her third or fourth boyfriend, within the three years. Elle was such a good girl but every time she mystically chooses the bad boys. What's it about bad boys? I wonder if I would ever fall for one, though it sounds ridiculous even to my ears.There was a sudden pause on the other side. I thought maybe she ended the call."Andrew-he is an SOB...We broke up babe." A serious and emotiona