She really got some interest in him. I mean why the fuck are you trying to flirt with a guy who's going to get married in bloody fucking 3 days, bitch. It's irritating me. My face was giving away all the expressions and that's when I felt my hand getting squeezed, it was the hand that's holding Celine's hand. I looked at our hands and then looked at her. She gave a warm smile and shook her head slightly.
I took a deep breath and gave a nod in agreement. We both kinda have a telepathic connection. We understand each other's minds and we can read them to the full extent. I turned towards Adam and saw he was about to say something. I didn't want to miss this opportunity. So, I spoke first before he can give away the old-fashioned ideas."Well, the modern one's. Isn't that your answer, hon?" I said the last part looking at Adam with a big smile."Y-yes, dear. Modern it is." Adam said with a smile. I have to say he plays along in these situations evThe manager gave started showing different styles and this arrogant idiot was checking my wedding outfit. I mean does that even make sense?. I pity her IQ. And like I have pitied her IQ, she pitied the whole males, saying we are unlucky to have such a short number of styles. Well, I guess it benefits us, we get ready in no time, unlike these ladies. They take forever to get ready. At least one hour just to choose the dress. Another hour to get dressed, and another hour or two for those pathetic plastic coatings they call as make-ups. Gosh, once you see a girl without make-up you never want to see that face again. No wonder why this arrogant always comes late. Before I can speak sarcastically, the manager spoke first and this idiot made said things to satisfy their filthy brains. She sure knows how to do things at this market. I gave a pissed-off look and shook my head. She started looking at the book and seemed to be so interested in the book. Is
The moment I said I had my dress designed, Adam's face got lit up. Lit up as if he's able to get off from this shithole early than ever. The manager told us to wait for half an hour and left the place. What should we do in the meantime?.I can't just babble or fight with this idiot. Babbling with him is out of a box idea and to which I'm willing to stay inside the box forever. And the other option fighting with him, I hate doing it all day. I'm already tired of thinking of this idea. This idiot is not worth that.Moreover, I can't just plug up my headphones and listen to everything this idiot will sure say something else like behave yourself or act as if you're interested. I'm sick of listening to that from this bastard.So......what to do?. I looked at Celine and she gave a small eye roll. Yeah, I can feel her getting bored already. I just smiled and turned towards Adam. He was just looking at his phone and texting someone with making that stern fac
"Yes, totally forgot. We are looking for bridesmaid's and...." I paused and turned towards Celine. "Li, what about the best man's outfit?. Let's take it too." I asked. "Yeah, but we need that best man's measurements." She reminded me while leaning forward towards me. "We can ask Adam after he comes back. Let's take yours first, then we can go for the best man." I suggested. "Nice." She replied with a smile. I smiled and turned towards the manager. "Yeah, so we are also looking for a bridesmaid dress and the best man's. First, we would like to look for the bridesmaid dress." I explained to the manager. "Okkay, mam. Is there any color and design you are looking for specifically?" She asked. "Yes. Li, what was the color?" I asked Celine while turning towards her. "Rudy blue. Yours is light blue right, so it's Rudy blue." Celine answered. "Totally forgot," I said with a smile and
"oh, for that you need to ask the best man himself. He's over there." I said while pointing my finger towards Martin.The manager turned towards Martin and her eyes gave a sparkle as she saw two guys competing with their handsomeness in front of her. I saw her looking at Martin without blinking her eyes.'Is she always stares at guys who come to this company?' I said to myself with a sigh.I saw Martin giving awkward smile and slowly making his hand towards Adam's arm. He clenched Adam's hand to speak something. Poor thing, how can he be so naive. Adam will be the last person if you are looking for someone who gets you out of trouble. From my perspective, he's not even on the last.I consider him as the camphor that evaporates as soon as it's exposed to room temperature even without a trace. He's like a non-existing creature with a physical appearance. How would a fashion designing girl know about Camphor?. Well, my attention in physics
The manager left the room and the situation turned back to reality. The fake love, fake emotions, fake words everything are got thrown into a dustbin and reality took over. I sighed and came back took out my phone.Honestly, speaking, I'm getting bored. Why does a wedding dress selection taking this long? Ugh, I really wish I had skipped this stupid procedure by giving any lame reason I get at that time. I took out my phone and texted Martin."What happened?" I texted with a sigh. Martin didn't reply, after few minutes passed by, he replied."Nothing much. I'm checking on the address that matched the address the cell company gave." He texted."What do you mean by nothing much?" I texted back."We couldn't find any idiot here. The inquiry with the people in the surroundings is done, we didn't get much information from them. Some even didn't know that the people lived here. As we thought fake IDs." Martin replied with ey
As soon as we entered the restaurant we were greeted by the waitress."Good evening. How can I help you?" She bowed and asked with a smile. Frankly speaking, after everything that has happened today, her smile is the only thing that felt genuine other than Freaking Adam's confession of my dress earlier. Just ignore the part of Celine. She's the only person whom I feel truly genuine towards me."Good evening. Can we have a table for four, please?" Martin asked after greeting her. See, there's a reason why I say he's a gentleman. He greets people irrespective of their superiority or inferiority. He treats everyone the same and I highly doubt Adam has the same gentleman feature.Well.... by looking at the facial expressions of the waitress it feels like she feels the same way. I mean she seemed happy and looks like she goes a feeling of being respected when she saw heard that."Yes sir. This way please." She responded still having tha
As soon as we entered the waitress greeted us and we soon took the table. All thanks to Martin and his respectable gentleman behavior. No wonder mum always used to scold me, she always said I should learn to give respect to others from Martin. I scoffed after recalling that and that's when the reality struck and a frown appeared on my face. The waitress left the place and I took the menu. I started looking at the food items on the menu when I heard a beep sound, it was that arrogant's phone, but as soon as she saw whatever fucking matter is on that stupid text message she got, her face turned into a worry and a light sadness started clouding her. She immediately started searching for something or someone. It felt like she's scared more than worry. I'm pretty sure it must be one of her mad behavior. I sighed in annoyance and shifted my gaze back into the book. Then I heard the babbling of these two stupid girls and that's when I heard Martin callin
The next morning we woke up, with a feeling of numbness in my left hand. It was like some heavy object is been on my arm for a long time, maybe hours. I tried to move my hand but I felt something heavy still lying on my arm. I groaned in pain and slowly turned my head towards my left side. I opened my eyes, they were a blur for some time and got clear when after I tried to focus. That's when I saw Martin's head comfortably lying on my left hand's arm.He was sleeping soundly making my arm his pillow. I can feel one of his hands still on my chest, feeling comfortable, and his other hand on his body. I moved my hand on which he is lying his head, slowly trying hard not to wake him up. As I moved my hand, he moved his head back on it and his hand on my chest started moving. I stopped moving my hand and he again kept his head comfortably and his hand is now around my waist."Mmm". He said in sleep when he felt my hand moving.I sighed and t