Blame It On Fate

CHAPTER 8

"Hi Brice." I answered the phone sophisticatedly, which I usually don't.

"Hey Angel, how are you?"

"Just get to the point Brice."

"You still angry with me?" He asked

"We have to meet tomorrow, don't we? So we'll talk then, I'm a bit busy right now."

"Oh that's ok. Looking forward to meet you."

"Bye." Then I hung up.

If you're wondering if Brice is another one of crushes then no he isn't. You'll just know when we meet up I've been keeping my anger in control for years now.

Anyways I should head to the breakfast table now before it all gets over.

Time passed by soon, the breakfast was quite good and today we all were going to Madame Tussaud's museum, I know like its a wax museum with all the famous celebrities and I've visited many wax museums but this one according to google is the biggest wax museum so we have to visit, and I'm not changing at all. This outfit is cool.

We had to leave the hotel at 1 PM at currently it was 12 so I had one hour to pass, so I decided why not just roam around the hotel?

Well taking the lift I went to the top floor that was the 12th floor and I was on the sixth.

Shit! It's freezing out here. I should've brought a jacket with me. Anyways I'm too lazy to go back down cause even though I have to use the lift but still.

There was a beautiful terrace on the top floor though it was covered all with snow the beauty was still there. They had many cabins there where people were sitting and having coffee. I'd be here everyday for a week. Cause after that we'd be shifting to our penthouse here in New York. Our parents bought one in New York, one in London, one in Sydney and one where we live in Melbourne.

The cabins mostly kept people warm I guess, I swear it looked like heaven on earth.

"It's pretty right?" Someone whispered in my ear.

It was Tristan?

What's he doing here?

"Quite pretty." I replied.

"Aren't you feeling a bit cold?" He asked looking at my attire.

"A bit, but I was too lazy to go and get my jacket.. so it's fine really." I said.

"Here take this." he took out his jacket and gave it to me.

Wait. What the fuck?

Tristan Matthews giving me his jacket?

"No, no what will you wear then?" I asked, cause he just had a white full sleeve shirt underneath.

He smirked, "I'll let on you with a secret." He replied.

"Really? Go on then." I said.

"See I do feel really cold and I've worn about 3 cardigans under this shirt and a jacket to give to girls just to flirt." He winked.

"So you're trying to flirt with me?" I reasoned out.

Shit! My hearts beating so fast.

"No, I don't flirt with kids. I just gave you the jacket because I don't want a kid to get sick."

Me? A kid? What the hell?

"I'm not a kid." I said snatching his jacket from his hand and putting it over me.

It smells so good. I wish I could keep it forever.

"Sure you aren't." He said with a grin.

"Whatever, so what brings you here?" I asked him.