You're Not The Only One.

Chapter 4

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Sending lots of love to each of you , may the new year bring forth good health, happiness and love to you all and as we wait for the year to end,may we all count our blessings too. I will remember all of you in my blessing for giving me the courage to write again. Thank you❤ Waiting for your feedback.
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(Hande's pov)

Instead of heading to the restrooms, I made a beeline for the exit, my breathing harsh in my ears as I attempted to manage the pain and fury. That meant I didn't hear the footsteps behind me as I marched down the narrow corridor of the building towards the front door which led to my caravan.
As I was about to reach my caravan a strong hand gripped my arm and I let out a soft cry as I found myself jerked into the opposite caravan through the open front door. He shut the door with a bang and I heard the click of the lock .I pressed my back into the cold metal door as Kerem's cologne tingled my nose and senses when he leaned into me. He rested his hands on the door at either side of my head, caging me in.
"Get out of my way."
"Hande-"
I glowered up at him.
"I said get the hell out of my way ,Kerem."
Kerem cursed. "Hande," he said, his voice hoarse, "I'm sorry.I have no idea why you have been avoiding me but if I have done something to hurt you ...I am sorry. Please talk to me."
Not wanting to crumble in my resolve, I looked over his shoulder, avoiding his dark, liquid gaze. "I'm tired Kerem and don't you have a shooting to get back to?"
He looked confused.
Wow. You're a really great actor Kerem Bey.
Tears stinged the corners of my eyes.This is why I shouldn't get attached to people because a slight change in their behaviour can send my overthinking mind into overdrive.
"Ne? I don't have anymore scenes today , you know that!" I turned my face away from him.
"Don't do this,Hande.Lütfen." he growled, pressing his fingers against my jaw and gently forcing my gaze back to his. " Don't shut me out. "
" Neden Kerem? " I glared at him, trying to keep my emotions in check.
" Because.." I looked into his hazel eyes which were clouded with a melange of emotions.
"Bana söyle(Tell me).Why does it matter to you if I cut you off?"
" Because you matter. Tamam?" My breath caught in my throat with his words.
After his behaviour last night,he had the audacity to say these things to me.
" Öyle mi? That is why I was the last person to see your picture with Nilperi Şahinkaya in the tabloids? That's why I had to know it from the world that you were with her last night..that you were filming your new series ? " My mouth trembled with emotion and I fought the burn of tears and the pang of jealousy that kept tearing through my heart as the images kept flashing in front of my eyes.
I looked up at him.He was smirking.
How dare he?
"Ne?"
" So...are you jealous?" In that moment I wish I could wipe off his smile. We were fighting .In the middle of an important discussion and Kerem Bürsin was asking me whether I was jealous? Vay vay!
"Me? Hayirrr." I scoffed. There was no way that I was going to admit about my sudden pang of jealousy that I have been encountering since the morning .
"Evet" My breath quickened as his face inched closer to my.
"HAYIR!!"
" Hande...then it shouldn't matter to you if I was with Nil last night,right?"
He looked at me in a way no man has ever looked at me.There was something about that gaze of his I'll never find in another man, as if in that moment our souls have made a bridge,as if he could read my soul like a book.
Friendship, intimacy-it hadn't made us any less uncertain of each other because of the temporary nature or lack of a label or confession in our relationship. Other couples, normal couples, could admit how they really felt ... but admitting anything more than I already had expressed through my gestures meant setting myself up for an even bigger fall.
And yet ... I couldn't help myself.
"Yes, of course it matters."
His reply was instantaneous.
"Neden(Why)?"
"Because . . ." I flailed around for an explanation, not really understanding it myself. "Because we're friends."
I noted dryly, wishing I didn't feel that curl of jealousy in my belly. I'd never been a jealous woman until Kerem, and I didn't particularly like that he provoked that aspect of my personality. I did my best to keep it under wraps, using humor to hide behind.
His laugh was short and bitter. "Your ability to lie to yourself is remarkable, Hande."
I was angered by his words and his tone.
"What's that supposed to mean?"
He leaned in closer, so close that we were nose to nose as we stared at each other in thickening silence.
He said with soft vehemence, "It means we'll never be friends."
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