Chapter 2: The First Encounter

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A.N(This is Azaleah's dress I chose. You can imagine whatever you guys prefer. Enjoy!)

"Azaleah!!!! "my mom shouts from downstairs."Get up and come down right now. You have to go out to buy a few things"

I growl and get up from the bed. I brush my teeth and take a quick shower. I go through my closet and pick my favourite dress for the day. I get ready and head downstairs. 

"Hi, sweetie. Come here and eat your breakfast. I have made bacon and pancakes for you."

"Mom you know that I don't like bacon," I say slightly annoyed but nevertheless I take my bites.

"I know darling but this is what we have for today and that's why I need you to buy a few things from the store," mom says"Why don't you ask Oliver to do it? He has been on his phone since we arrived here".I ask her while stuffing my mouth with pancakes.

"He is young and you know that he will definitely miss a few things. That's why I'm asking you to do it" she says.

My mom always sees me and my brother differently. Not only my mom but dad too. My brother can go out with his friends and have girlfriends but I'm not allowed to do that. If I ask them then they say that it's for my safety and he is a boy. Sometimes I wish I could have been born a boy.

I shrug and continue to eat my food. I finish my plate and go over to the sink to clean it. My brother comes and puts his plate beside me to wash it. I look at him and my mom and I already know what kind of answer I will get from her.

"Okay, I'm going. Can you give the list ?"I ask my mom while putting on my sneakers.

"yeah wait a sec. Here is the list and money. Don't forget to buy everything that has been written here because they all are very important" mom says.

I give her a slight nod and head to the door.

Since I'm an overthinker I start to have ridiculous thoughts

What if I get kidnapped by a mafia leader? OMG, what if he tries to kill me and do other stuff to me? What if he breaks my legs? Noooo then I won't be able to walk again. Should I call the police and let them know that I'm going to the store and if I don't get back then a mafia person must have kidnapped me?

What the hell am I thinking about? I should stop reading too many mafia stories. I shrug and enter the store. A young woman who may be in her mid-thirties greets me with a pleasant smile. I return it and start to look for the things. I put everything inside the trolly.

OH shitt! I have to buy a few things for my school. I completely forgot about it. I rush to the stationary section and look around for my things.

I pick some of the things I need and look around for a notebook. A particular notebook catches my eye but It is on the highest shelf.

I try so hard to grab it. I have always regretted being 5'2 feet tall because at my previous school I did not get accepted to join the Fosbury flop club because of my height.

I tiptoe to pick the notebook but my arm starts to give up.

"Aishhh please just a little more. You can do it Azaleah. Come on come on" I cheer myself as if I'm in some kind of Olympic race."Okay fine you know what fuck you"I back and was about to turn when two pairs of hands grabbed my waist.

I  immediately turn around to see who is it and that is one of the stupid things I have done because I bump into the person's hard chest. He picks the book above me and I could smell his mint breath.

He bends to my eye level so that we are at the same height. I couldn't speak because this is my first time being this close to a guy.

His arms wrap around me tightly and his face is just a few inches away from mine.

His tan skin is beautiful, rapturous and illuminating. His skin is decorated with multiple tattoos. He has a piercing on his left ear.

His dark brown hair is high faded and his jawline is sharper than my mom's kitchen knife. I mentally slapped myself for giving this kind of description.

His eyes are narrow, dark blue and look very glacial. They are so scary and cold but yet captivating. I couldn't take my eyes from his because they contain lots of secret desires that I couldn't fathom.

He is so perfect. Muscular body, board shoulders and a sharp jawline. God just poured his all magic into him

Then there are his rosy, soft and plump lips. I want to crush my lips against his and feel his warmth but I hold it back. He even has a piercing at the corner of his mouth.

He noticed that I'm looking at his lips for what felt like hours. Then he moves even more closer to me so that his chest is pressing against mine then his soft lips brush against my lips. His strong hands tightly wrapped around my waist. My legs almost give up.

I should push him away but I couldn't or I'm too stunned to think. Suddenly the air around us is so thick and hot that I couldn't breathe.

"YOO!! Ash come on we gotta go. It's already late "a guy shouts from the corner

He rolls his eyes and looks at me. He backs a little. I almost whimper at the lost contact between us and I smack myself mentally.

He clears his throat and speaks."Here is your notebook" His voice is cold and monotone. His deep voice sends an electric shock through my spine.

"Oh thank you" My words came out as a whisper and mentally scolded myself for sounding like this. "Next time try to grab something that matches your height," he smirks and tells it with a slight mock.

Before I could say anything he patted my head and started to walk away. I was too stunned and bewildered thinking about what has just happened.

I bought my things and exited the door. Then walked to my home.

"Mom I'm home. I have bought everything you asked for and now I'm going to lay down a bit" I shout and head to my room. I jump on my bed and close my eyes thinking about the unknown person"ASH"........

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