Chapter Two: Not What I Bargained For.

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My mouth opened to form an o, my muscles tensed so hard they could explode, my cheeks heated up as if someone had light a fire on them and my eyes watered as if someone in the room had started peeling an onion (yes my eyes are very sensitive).

And the only thing I could think of is "should I become a psychic, after all I did fortell this was going to happen". But my train of thought was interrupted by a noise.

"So Sammy what do you think." He prompted me.

What do I think?, I have a damn good mind to teach him a lesson he thinks he could waltz right over here after everything we've been through and waste it on a one-night-stand?But he is my friend and I can't le him down again, A friend in need is a friend in deed.

"No, I mean yes." I stammered

Gosh who am I kidding even without saying anything he makes me nervous. I took in a big breath and said

"I mean Yes." I concluded

He beamed a complete red and squeezed my hand

"Thank you." He whispered

he then stood up, paid for the drinks and left without saying another word.

Which left me totally and utterly bamboozled, until I notice he left me an envelope, which had my name on? Which led me to the question," How long as he been planning this?" cause honestly i find that kinda romantic yet stalkerish.

Anyway I sat back in my chair I read THE NOTE as I had the rest of my juice  .It started as.

I hope you understand while I don't want to tell you personally because it could just end up in arguments and I have perfect reasons for all these arguments.............Bladi blahhdi blaaaaaaaaa(for five paragraphs.) i skipped to the end which seemed shorter. it read:

1. We are not to be in public together

2. You must not tell anyone about "us" until my say so.

3. Your social status does not change because of this cause remember no one knows.

What the fuck was that supposed to mean .well I knew what 'it' meant but I just didn't understand.

I decided to gather my things and leave, but right after I got to my feet I immediately tripped. I braced myself for the cold impact of the hard marble like floor, but it never came instead I felt two sturdy hands on my hips preventing from falling. Did Keith come back for me?

I turned to face my knight in shining armour. I felt my cheeks blush at such a heroic act that was performed by Keith (my hero) and me the damsels in distress.

My hero kindly brought me back to my feet but when I turned. Around it was not the face I was expecting to see. No it was Liam, I suddenly got the distinct impression he worked here, if you're wondering how I came up with such a brilliant solution it's because he's wearing a uniform that only the workers here are wearing plus he's holding a mop, now if that's not why he's in these clothes I'd hate to see What the rest of his wardrobe looks like.

"Sorry the floors wet" He said with a sheepish smile, nodding towards the sign that says 'CAUTION WET FLOOR!' and shows someone tripping.

"Well if you would've told me earlier I might not have slipped." I snapped

The smile on his face was instantaneously went .He quickly turned and started walking in the other direction. But luckily my reflexes weren't that slow and I grabbed his fore arm (which was incredibly muscular) so that he would turn around, he did but it took him an age. He looked at me his eyes staring into mine until.

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