LEYLA'S POV:-
I opened my eyes again and looked around. I sighed in relief as I was back in my real time realm. Stretching my arms I stood up from the bench. I stepped into the room where that hottie was. A smile appeared on his face as he saw me entering his room. "Where did you go? I thought you told me that you will stay until my parents are here." He asked me in a curious tone and I raised a brow at him.
"I was sitting right in front of this room. Your parents are called. They will be here soon." I replied to him and he scratched the back of his head. I looked at his foot. I frowned in confusion. His foot was no longer red or swollen. I looked back at his face. He had a nervous smile on his face.
"What is your name? And how in hell did you beat the crap out of that thief?" He asked me in an excited tone. I chuckled hearing his questions. I grabbed the chair that was set by the wall. I dragged it towards his bed and sat down on it.
"My name is Leyla Summers. And I can fight. I learned Kung Fu when I was a kid. My dad wanted me to be a strong woman. Who would never need a man to protect her or defend her. So he made me learn Kung Fu and taekwondo." I replied to him and he nodded his head slowly. He was staring at my face as if he had seen an angel or something. I could literally see the dreamy look on his face.
"What is your name? I did not get to ask you your name at all." I asked him the same question and a frown appeared on his face. It felt like I might have asked him something he thought was impossible. It was just his name.
"You don't know, who am I? You really don't know or you are just pretending not to know me?" Instead of answering my questions, he asked me some dumb questions. I called them dumb because I did not understand why would he ask me anything like that. It was not like he was a celebrity or something. Not that I have known if he really was a celebrity. And I have not seen him ever in my life. I was sure I did not know him.
"Dah! Why would I know you or your name? It is not like we have met before. I have a very good memory and I know I have never seen you in my life before this morning." I replied to him in a dah tone. Hearing my words, he raised both of his brows in surprise. I was more surprised to see his reaction. He was behaving like we might have known each other for so long. I rolled my eyes at him and shrugged my shoulders carelessly.
Just then, I heard a light knock on the door of the room we were in. I looked up as I was expecting his parents to be there. But instead, there were three girls standing in front of the room. "Can we come in, Mr Rodriguez? We just want to take pictures with you. I know it is not the right time. But please, we will not get a chance like that again." The girls said and he chuckled. He signalled them to come in. They all entered the room and took pictures with him one after another. I was surprised to see them behaving like that around him. Their behavior was as if he was an actual celebrity.
"My name is Kurt Rodriguez, Miss Summers. And yes, I am a celebrity. Not one who does action in movies or series. I do real life action. I am a bike racer." He replied to me and my eyes almost popped out of their sockets. The girls turned to look at me. They were staring at me as if I was an alien. Well, I was looking at them with the same gaze. How in hell girls knew a bike racer. Not that they would watch sports like bike racing and all. At least I don't waste my time on watching Bike racers. I had so many more things to do.
"For your information, I do not watch sports. I have more important things to do in my life. But damn, I did not know I saved a celebrity today. Technically, I saved you." I replied in a jovial tone and he laughed out loud. I chuckled and rubbed the back of my neck. The three girls were in no mood to leave him alone at all. So I pushed them out of the room and shut the door. He chuckled softly while shaking his head. I was not sure why he chuckled. Not that I was going to ask him.
Another knock on the door made me grit my teeth in anger. I went towards the door, fuming in anger. But as I opened the door, I was suddenly shocked. I cleared my throat as a nervous smile appeared on my face. It was an old couple. And as I saw the face of the old man, I knew they were Mr and Mrs Rodriguez. Kurt was actually the exact replica of his father. I stepped aside and the old but beautiful couple entered the room. As for me, I was just standing at the door frame, looking at them in awe. The couple was very beautiful.
I expected that the mother would hug Kurt. But instead, his father went towards him and hugged him tightly. "Oh my God, thank God. I was so worried about you, my son. How are you? Where does it hurt? Does it hurt so much? What did the doctor say? How did you get here? What happened? Tell me everything, son. Talk to me." Like a worried parent, his father bombarded him with his million questions. And his mother literally rolled her eyes at his father. I could not help but smile at them. They were a very cute family.
"Dad! I am fine. It was an accident. The doctors took an x-ray. I am sure everything will be fine. I don't even feel pain anymore. You should relax. You don't have to be worried about me. And you really don't have to kiss me in front of a woman. It's embarrassing." In an embarrassed tone, Kurt replied to his father who was kissing Kurt's face as if he was a toddler who might have fallen down and hurt himself.
"What? I was worried about you. And your mother knows how much I love you. It's okay. I can kiss you in front of your mother." His father spoke in a tone that made me chuckle.
"Marlin, your son is not talking about me. He is talking about another woman who is inside this room." His mom replied in an annoyed tone while rolling her eyes at her husband. Mr Rodriguez turned his head towards me and I waved at him. Kurt and his mom started laughing. As his father was rubbing the back of his neck nervously. He was not expecting that at all. I was shocked that he did not see me at all. After all, I was the one who opened the door of the room. Maybe his love for his son was much stronger than his sight. That's why he only saw his son on a hospital bed. He saw nothing else but his son.
KURT'S POV:-Dad was rubbing the back of his neck nervously as he looked at Leyla. Mom and I were laughing at him. Dad can become a super cautious mother if I even get a scratch on my body. My dad and I were more attached to each other. And my mom was the strict one in both of my parents. My dad and I were mostly the partners in crime. He spoiled me and he was proud of it. He even once told mom that he was proud that he had spoiled me. I was their only child. And my dad literally made me feel like a prince.My dad went towards Leyla, smiling nervously. Leyla covered her mouth with her palm as she was giggling at my dad. "I am so sorry, young lady. I did not notice you at all. If anything happens to my son, I just become blind. I can't see anything or anyone else but my son." My dad apologized to Leyla. I laughed out loud again as I heard my dad's apology. I knew he was not really good a
LEYLA'S POV:-After a long and busy week, it was finally the weekend. I went back home thinking that finally I could have some "me" time. I had planned my whole weekend. To have a full body massage and go out with my friends on Saturday night. Then we would go to my beach house and spend the whole day there. I had asked all my friends. And I was lucky that they were all free on that weekend. How perfect! That's what you might be thinking. But perfection is not something I get in my life.My life surprises me with shocks, twists and even with accidents. Let's not forget about the extra spices of my life, ghosts. Because of my powers, I was known as the ghost hunter of Brooklyn. People would call me and ask me to help them get rid of the ghosts in their houses. It was the reason I was the number one weirdo of Brooklyn. It was a long time ago when I gave up on the idea of getting a m
LEYLA'S POV:-I was standing by the balcony. The party was pretty crazy. People were everywhere. As I was already tired, I decided to give myself a break. My cheeks were hurting due to constant smiling and pretending to be a nice lady. I was not a lady anymore. But who would tell my mom? She actually still thought that I was a virgin. Well, not exactly. Even though I was never in any relationships. But I was sexy and I knew it. Because of that, I have had almost all the guys after me since high school. Everyone wanted to date me until they knew what a freak I really was.I still remember who was my first, though. Well, it was kinda revenge over a girl in high school. Her name was Darcy. She liked the football captain of our high school, Damian And he was into me. Weeks before prom, he asked me. And I said yes. Who would not. He was actually the most handsome guy. He was a dream guy. He was good at st
KURT'S POV:-As she left to bring me wine, I stood up and looked around. I went towards her study table. There was a diary set on the table. I smiled as I picked up the diary. I went towards the bed and sat down on its edge. I opened her diary and started reading it. To be honest, I was hoping to know more about her. As she looked very mysterious to me. She was different, there was no doubt. And I wanted to solve that mystery.But to my surprise, the diary contained no information about her and her personal life. Instead it had something very odd. I could see some geometrical shapes. Some odd shapes too. Some drawings. There were some things written in the diary but I could not read them. As they were written in some other languages. There were some pictures attached in some pages. And the details were written about those pictures.She named them as demonic power sp
KURT'S POV:-After hearing her response, I tried to come up with a response but I was speechless. She was right. Her mom told me proudly that her son was gay. Then why would she try to push her daughter to have a straight relationship. If she was really a supportive mother like she had told me, she would never push her daughter to have something she did not want. I looked into her eyes and I literally saw pain in her eyes. She was hurt because of my words."Hey!" I whispered as I went closer to her. I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her closer to my chest. I was just trying to make my point. I did not mean to hurt her feelings."Shhh… you don't have to cry. I am so sorry, Sugarplum. I did not mean to hurt your feelings. If you don't like men, just tell your mom. So she would not push you to like someone you just don't feel to be with." I w
LEYLA'S POV:- I stepped out of the bathroom and went towards the closet. I was looking for something nice and comfortable for me. I pulled out skinny blue jeans and paired it with a black tank top and red and black check shirt. I quickly wore my clothes and dried my hair with the drier. Once I was done, I applied eyeliner and lipgloss. As I did not need makeup, I hardly wore any makeup. I wore my black boots and sprayed perfume on my body. Once I was ready, I grabbed my back and stepped out of my bedroom. I went downstairs. As I entered the kitchen, my mom smiled widely. She came to me to hug me. But instead of that, I ducked and walked towards the fridge. I grabbed the bottle of milk and poured it in a glass. With that, I grabbed an apple and took my seat towards the mini dining table in the kitchen. "Leyla! Your mom was trying to hug you. And you just ignored he
LEYLA'S POV:-After a crazy weekend with Kurt and his friends and my friends, we came back home. Kurt dropped me back with a promise to take me to Oregon next weekend. He decided we had to go to Oregon for our first date. It was Monday again. I could not believe how fast the week went. And the weekend was faster. I was in my office when my phone started ringing. I looked at the screen then gave my father a pleading look. Dad smiled then signalled me to take it. I grabbed my phone and stepped out of dad's office.I walked towards the meeting hall and picked up the call. "Took you long enough. What were you doing? Why did you pick up my call this late, Leyla" I was bombarded with questions as soon as I picked up the call. An annoyed look appeared on my face as I heard his stupid questions."I don't remember that we were in a relationship. And becau
LEYLA'S POV:-I was sitting on the beach, looking at the calmed weave of the sea. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. "You look comfortable." I smiled widely as I heard Kurt's voice. He sat down beside me, hugging his knees. Just the way I was sitting. I turned my head towards him and winked at him."The real question is, why did you bring me here? Because, last I remember, you said we will be in Oregon for our next date. But we are at the beach in New York City." I asked him in a dramatic tone that made him chuckle.He laid down on the sand with one of his hands under his head. He opened the second arm for me. I smiled shyly then laid down with him. My head was on his chest as he wrapped his arm around me. "Well, you have been pretty disturbed lately. You talk to me but I started to realize that your head was mostly so