Love? or Luck?

Chapter-7

There's a thin line between hate and love.

Dakota's POV :-

I was lying on my bed thinking of ways to escape from the meeting he arranged without my consent. How bossy can this guy be?? Seriously! Whenever he comes to my sight I don't sleep well the whole night. He is just the cause of my insomnia. That jerk.

*Flashback *

After he left I just glared at everything I saw and the paper he gave me? Well let's just say it safely landed inside the dustbin,not as a single piece though. I didn't even see the address . I was seething with anger so tearing what kinda belonged to him made me calm down a little.

I was cleaning the dishes ,making plan to kill him when Elsa came back. It was 11 when she returned as she had said. She was in buoyant mood until she saw me.

"Please have some mercy. You are killing the plates."She said mockingly making me glare at her too.

"Woah! What crawled up your ass and died that you are acting so unsocialized to poor dishes?" She asked again.

"Nothing" I snapped my eyes widened and my hands closed my mouth. I was kind of shocked myself. Its not like me. I never let my anger get to me.  Argh! Not liking what just happened,I just closed my eyes trying to calm myself down.

After calming down and having  chit-chat with Elsa I  told her about the little encounter that just happened like an hour ago. She advised me to go to the meeting or whatever and find out what it was all about but the damage was already done and the paper was in the basket so I decided to just escape as I'm pretty good at it.

After talking to her I went to my room and stared at the ceiling. 

*End of flashback*

And here I am now still wide awake like an owl. Something is definitely wrong with me. I peeped at the clock which showed 6 a.m. I sighed,I still have hours left to run away. But no! This time I won't run away like not really. I will just reach my destination i.e Mac.Donalds a little late so that he won't catch me.

Elsa knocked at the door when I finally went out of the bed so I just opened the door. The only thing I heard was "My God!" with a dramatic gasp.

I laugh at her comical expression until I realised she was still in shock.  Do I look that outrageous? I frowned and pouted a little.

"Dakota,What have you done to yourself? You look like panda with the dark circles." She literally shouted.

Did she just said DARK CIRCLES?? No,this can't be. The one thing that I loathe is dark circles. I must be lying if I said one thing I hate almost everything that makes our face look like someone just pooped on it. Not exactly,but you still get my point. What do I do now? Its his fault. I hate him even more.

"Elsa,help me with this! I don't wanna look like panda" I whined when I saw my reflection on the mirror.

"Don't worry Dakota! you wear your rimmed glasses and I will apply some concealer, that will do it."

"Your a life saviour" I hugged her feeling too happy about it.

"Of course! That I'm." She  smriked and winked at me and I just grinned.