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This is the moment they've all been waiting for and I should be anxious that I'm feeding it to them but with Alex by my side now, I don't. I drag him along with me to the bathroom, flashing a smile to anyone who is unfortunately enough to meet my eyes. I can hear the slight hesitation in Alex's steps and I understand. But we need to talk privately, and it has to happen now. We enter the luxurious bathroom area and I pull him into the male bathrooms with me and lock the door behind us. When I let go of his arms and turns to face him fully, his eyes are fixated on mine, a certain excitement obvious in them. I hate to break it to him but that's absolutely not the reason why we are here."Apparently your friends are just rich. They aren't exactly good at pretending that they aren't staring at people". I say leisurely as I stroll towards the washbasin and look at myself in the mirror. Alex chuckles silently behind me and I rest my both arms against the sink, eyeing him in the mirror. "How
Nicole;I grope around in my head to find a reason why I just did that. There's only one thing I can tell myself. I just wanted to confirm. Am I really a fool? Or has my facade of 8 years grown on me, hardening my frail heart? By the way my nerves are going haywire, I can confirm that I am indeed the greatest fool to have ever existed. I still yearn for this man, I still want his attention and his touches still drive me crazy. That kiss….that little kiss filled up a hole in me I didn't even know existed all this while. Yes, I'm still very much into Alexander Van Lewis, and I'm a fool for that. I make to turn away but I feel his fingers wrap around my arm as he halts me in my step."Why did you do that?". He asks in a whisper. I cringe inwardly. I spin around slowly to face him."I….I just wanted to confirm something". I say. His eyes darken intensely and he takes a step closer to me."What? Hmm? What was that?". I stare up at his eyes, drawn to their ethereal beauty. Slowly, I raise a
Nicole;My body stands in the same spot, taut and stiffened with fear as I glance around the whole room, my eyes as wide as saucers. Another live update has come up and through the roar in my ears, I hear the people's whoops. He's watching me, I feel it. He's in this room with me. I step back instinctively and bump into an usher carrying a tray of drinks behind me. To my horror, a glass of blood red wine spills over, splashing all over me and my white dress. The cold feel of the drink jerks me back to reality and suddenly, I can hear the people again, their oohs and aahs and no long my pounding heart or the blood in my ears. Slowly, I glance down at myself. The drink has splashed generously on me, creating a large red map all over the front of my dress. Around me, I hear the horrified gasps of the guests and the usher practically has tears in her eyes as she apologizes profusely. I shake my head to clear it of the clear fog before nodding at the girl in understanding and making my way
Nicole;I'm filled with awkwardness as I sit opposite Alex in his limo. He's on the phone, scrolling through intensely. I'm guessing he's keeping up with the updates. Sighing softly, I fold my arms across my chest."You really should have stayed back. There must be a lot of work for you to do"."I'm interested in the updates, Nicole. I'm not particularly interested in spending one more minute at the party". He puts his phone into his pockets and looks at me properly for the first time in a while. As awkward as I feel, I hold his gaze. He sighs softly and leans forward."How do you feel about a private investigation?". My brows furrow in confusion."A private investigation? On who?"."You". He says that flatly and I feel my brows shoot up to the sky."Why the hell would you run a private investigation on me?". He stares at me for a good moment before he replies."If you don't want to talk to me, I'm going to have to find out in my own way right?"."Shouldn't it be my business….."."Tha
I couldn't have heard him properly. I keep my eyes trained on him suspiciously but when his face doesn't break into laughter, I know it's real. He isn't joking. So I do that laughing instead. It bursts out of my chest in a loud rumble and that's when I really begin to feel the humour. Alex wants me to follow him….to see his family. Talk about the funniest things in the world and I'm definitely going to mention that line. I throw my head back and let the laughter rock my body and by the time I'm done, I literally have tears coming out of my eyes. Now that was funny. I look at him through the blur of my tears and I see that his expression is the same as ever. He's staring at me plainly, his eyes flat and humourless."I appreciate the humour". I say in between pants. "That's the hardest I've laughed in a long time. Thank you"."I'm not joking, Nicole". He says coldly."No…no..no, you have to be. And I understand. I really do….."."I'm. Not. Joking…..Nicole". That has me pausing. Whatever
I wake up with a headache. The sunlight streams brightly through the window and I groan audibly. Still very groggy, I stumble up and yank the curtains closed. When I glance at the clock, I see that it's just a few minutes past 8. The first sliver of happiness for the day runs through me as I remember that I'm not obligated to turn up for work today. All my work in the Galaxy partakes to the product and it's just been launched. I still make a mental note to contact the PR team today to ask how the launch is going though. I fall back on the bed, a small smile on my face. When we arrived last night, Alex and I had barely said a word to each other before we went our seperate ways. Me probably because I was too busy trying hard not to let myself fall apart and him because…..he was waiting for me to talk? The moment I entered the room and shut the door behind me, I had given up the act. With my back against the door, I had stayed there and cried my eyes out. Perhaps it was the drink from e
That successfully gets him quiet. He does a good job of keeping up the passive face but I see the irregular straightening of his spine. He's nervous. The truth is I've not nearly given it as much thought as I was supposed to but he doesn't need to know that. I'd literally say anything to get him to stop bringing up my past now."I have your answer". He reaches for his cup of coffee and takes a sip, raising a brow at me inquisitively."I'm listening". I rummage in my head for my decision. Before I can change my mind, I say quickly."I'm coming". His eyes widen, they literally widen and for once, I can clearly see the shock on his face. A sick sense of satisfaction settles in me at the fact that I finally ripped off the annoying passive mask. I take another sip of my coffee and straighten in my seat, my lips curling up slightly into a smile."You….you will?". He stutters. I raise a mocking brow at him. "What? You don't want me to?". He's still staring at me wide-eyed when he bursts out
For the first time in a long long time, I have a nightmare. Except, it's not even night. After leaving the garden, I had come up to my room and snuggled up in bed, pulling the duvet all the way up my chin as the shudders still racked my body. When Alex came knocking on my door, it took everything I had not to fling it open for him and beg him to wrap me up in his arms, just like he used to do. But I didn't do that. Instead, I had merely told him that I was fine and that I'd see him later. A few minutes after, he had sent me a text saying that the trip is supposed to happen tomorrow but that he'd push it back a little if I didn't feel up to it. Of course I'm not about to ruin his plans so I'd said I was fine. I'm not. With weirdo's image in my mind, I'd let my eyes drift into sleep, the worst possible mistake I could have made. He got dragged into my dreams. In the dream, I was on my bed back home, in that place far far away. I was staring up at the ceiling, eyes following the neon st