What is love ? When do we find love ? What happens when we fall in love ?
Emelia Adams. A definition of what we call introvert. A overthinker. A simple quite girl who just wants to live her own life with her own decisions but not so possible while...
"Life is a word that sometimes you cannot say When tomorrow comes How different it's gonna be? Why do love and hate sound just the same to me? And ash is a thing that someday we all should be."
- Tokyo by RM (BTS)
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I watch her sleep through the rear view mirror as I drive my car. She is sleeping like a baby without any care. Like the whole world's mentality is as innocent as her. Somebody should teach her some lessons about the dangers one could face if not being careful after drinking so much. I am feeling like I will explode due to anger. I am fuming.
It was so easy to throw her over my shoulder and carry her to the car. She should be grateful that it was me who carried her and not someone else. Any guy could have taken advantage of her. She is completely blacked out.
When I reached my building, I park my car and carry her to the lift. George looks a little concerned seeing us.
"What happened to her?" He asks me.
"Nothing serious George. Just drank a little too much. She is completely out." He looks a little relieved but still worried.
"Take care of her." I nod at him and he presses my floor number in the elevator.
Adjusting her a little I open the door and take her straight to my bedroom. I hate when other sleeps in my bed but I can make an exception for her right now. I don't know where the girls planned to sleep, so I need to wait for the others to come. And then I can shift her.
I finally put her in my bed and tuck her under the covers. I bring my chair close to her and sit.
I watch her sleep. She looked absolutely breath taking today with this tight dress which brings out her curves. She may not have a great body like all the girls I've met but that doesn't matter. She is beautiful nonetheless. And red is definitely her color.
When I saw her at the party for the first time, I was shocked. I was not at all expecting her to look that gorgeous. Initially I didn't notice her because of my and Amy's little fight. But when I did, I felt so sick of myself. Like what the hell I was doing with myself. Deep down I knew what Amy said was nothing but the truth. What if I asked Lia to be my partner that day and forget all the other things in my life just for one day? Maybe I would've enjoyed my time in the party today, I would've danced with her and hold her. But of course god hates me to be happy.
My eyes were on her all the time. I just observed the way she talks, the way she smiles and listened her soft giggles and laughs.
I was so glad that I took care of Damian with the help of one of my friend and I am not at all feeling guilty. I just could not stand him and the way he looks at Lia. He might be shit faced right now in the party.
