Expected Love

Good night love

Giulia Anderson

"Can I have water, please."? He asked as I was about to close the door. Should I pretend I didn't hear him and close the door? That would be wrong? Ugh! Why is he having an effect on me? He looks just like he did when we were in college. He had got rid of his long hair and beard and was looking devilishly handsome. NO. I have moved on, I love Liam, I am getting married soon. Okay, it's just water, give him some water, and he will go away.

I opened the door wider and nodded at him, then turned around to fetch water from the kitchen. I thought he will stand at the door rather than coming inside, but I was so shocked when I turned to get at the door and almost dashed into him. I didn't ever hear him getting right behind me.

"Oh, you scared me." I gasped as some water spilled on the floor.

"Hey it's just me, your Richie." He got his hands on my cheeks and caressed it. I was about to close my eyes and lean into his touch before reality struck me. I stepped back away from him, and he stepped closer even more.

"Are you okay?" He asked, looking into my eyes. His brown orbs full of emotions stared at me.

"Ya, I am...water" I passed him the glass which he took, rubbing my fingers with his. My heart was beating rapidly, my breathing was getting heavy. This is not right, he should go.

He seemed very relaxed with no hurry of leaving. Sipping the water, he started glancing around.

"Nice place." He commented, staring at the photo frames of mine and Liam's

"Thanks." I mumbled, fidgeting with my fingers. He brought his glance back to me and placed the half empty glass on the counter. He took a step towards me and tucked my strands behind the ears.

"Should I stay? You look scared, are you still not okay with sleeping alone?" He asked with concern. It was true, I used to get scared to sleep alone in a room and would always request him to sleep in my bed until I fall asleep, but that was then when he was my best friend and love of my life. But now we are strangers and I don't want him near me at all.

"No. It's getting late you should leave" I walked towards the door, opening it for him to leave.

He sighed and walked toward me. I could see the reluctance in his steps. On his way, his eyes fell on the brochures and leaflets Sofia dropped the other day.

He picked up the brochure that had honeymoon packages and sat on the couch studying it. Sadness flashed his face for a bit.

"So, where are you planning to go? To some remote Island?" He asked getting comfortable on his seat. I was so shocked. I literally asked him to leave, and still, he is making himself comfortable here. I can't believe him.

"We have not decided yet" I scoffed with a bit of irritation in my voice. I hope he understands that I want him to leave.

"Bro asked me to handle everything related to your wedding, so we can discuss it and get things started." He stated. I gasped again, wasn't Sofia supposed to help me instead of him?

"Sofia is helping me out, so you don't need to worry" I countered gritted my teeth.

"Oh of course I need to worry because Sofia is going to be very busy for a few days" he smirked, looking at me with unreadable expression on his face.

I furrowed my brows at his statement. What does that mean, and what is he up to? I don't want to discuss and plan my wedding with him. Not HIM of all the persons in world. I need to talk to Bro regarding this.

"Can we talk about this later, I am tired and want to sleep so please." I showed him the door.

"Oh I am so sorry, you should have told me earlier" he hooted, getting up from the couch and stepped closer to me. Out of nowhere he leaned and kissed my cheeks. I was stunned, my eyes went wide. Did he...?

"Good night love" he whispered near my ears and left, chucking.

What just happened?

Love? Did he call me love?

I shoved all the unexplainable thought at the back of my head and got ready for bed. Liam messaged me that he reached safely at his destination. I fell asleep while chatting with him. I missed him a lot, hope these days away from him goes away in a blink.

Next morning, the loud pounding on the door woke me up with a jolt. Who the hell was having a death wish? I checked the time on my mobile, and it showed me that I was unwillingly disturbed at 6:30 am. Someone is dying today. I got up, untangling myself from the cover and opened the door ready to give an earful to whoever it was.

But when I opened the door, I was shocked out of belief.

"What the fcuk are you doing here at this time?" I fumed.

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