Chapter 6

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I froze at the thought that he remembers me.

He knew that I met him at the airport. But people meet hundreds of people at the airport, how can he be so sure that it was me? It is so embarrassing to remember how I ran away from him because I was too shy. But what should I tell him? why did I run away? I don't want him to remember me as some mad girl.

What should I do? should I deny it? yes, I'll say you are mistaken. I wasn't there at the airport. what are you talking about? I haven't even seen an airport in my life? well, that will be an exaggeration.

I turned around and said, "What?"
He was about to say something but then he avoided my eyes and said "Nevermind. I was just kidding. Good night." He lay on the sofa and covered his face.

I was a bit disappointed when he just ignored the topic of me being at the airport. He could have asked something but he just let it go. Well, we have met, just today,  so I guess I need to know him better then maybe I can explain to him that I was just nervous that's why I ran away.

I went to my room. I spent my entire night thinking if he really remembers me or not, If he thinks I am mad if he really has a girlfriend or not, and whatnot. I couldn't even talk about this to Emily as she was with Alex. My mind overflowed with thoughts the whole night.

I and Emily both came out of our rooms at the same time in the morning. Emily was yawning when she came out and turned to face me, She cried out, "Oh God, What happened to you?"

My Face looked worn out because of my dark circles and my untidy hair. I was looking like a zombie walking with one pillow in my hand.
On the contrary, Emily looked like she slept like a baby.

Emily came to me and said, "It should be me who should look tired. Alex is such a beast in bed but Why do you look so exhausted? What were you doing all night?"

I looked down and sighed. All my messy hair covered my face. Emily said, "Are you going to audition for the role of a zombie or a ghost?"

"I couldn't sleep all night," I said.

Emily said, "Yeah. Anyone can guess that by just looking at you. We have a hot guy at our house, instead of looking hot and sexy you turned yourself into a disaster!" She pretended to bump her head into an imaginary wall.

"I am not in the mood," I said with my half-opened eyes.

Then I realized Minho must be in the hall. He may see me in this condition! I look like a mess! My eyes opened wide and the pillow fell from my hands. I shouldn't have come out looking like this! I turned around to run back into my room.

Emily realized where I was going and shouted, "Wait!"

But it was too late. I hit the door of my room. I didn't realize I had already closed the room of my door and hit my forehead quite hard. I fell flat on the floor.

"ouch," I rubbed my forehead.

Emily laughed, "We have doors in our house, Miss Sarah. You need to open them. You can't pass through them."

She helped me to stand up as she said, "Don't worry, Alex and Minho have gone out jogging." I rubbed my hip to lower down the pain. I sighed with relief.

"You should have told me that first. I hit the floor quite hard plus I feel exhausted after a sleepless night." I complained.

"Oh my baby. What have you turned yourself into?" She cupped my cheek with her both hands and then commanded,
"I'll make some coffee. Go take a hot shower. then we'll talk and you will tell me what's bothering you so much."

She knew something was bothering me. She knew I need to talk and it was the best time as both Alex and Minho were out for some time.

I took a bath and felt a bit refreshed.  My dryer wasn't working today so I came out with wet hair.  Water drops were falling on the floor. I realized that I forgot to bring my undergarments from the bathroom. I was turning around when my foot slipped on the wet floor and I was about to fall when someone caught me.

I had closed my eyes expecting a great fall on the floor but when I opened my eyes Minho's face was in front of me and he was stooping while trying to support my head with one hand and my body with the other. I could feel his hand on my waist. His long fingers and big hands supported me as if I was like a feather. I was looking into his eyes, when he said, "Are you okay?"

I blinked my eyes and said "yes". I tried to stand up but my foot slipped again. As a reflex action, I clenched Minho's jogging black t-shirt collar for support and he was forced to bend down more and his face was like 1-2 inches from mine.

I blinked hard but I couldn't stop myself from admiring his brown eyes, his eyebrows, his sharp nose, his strands of hair which look a bit wet as he has just returned from jogging and at last my eyes were at his lips. I could feel his breath on my face...

He smirked, "Are you done staring at me? If you don't mind can you do that after you stand up? This position is quite uncomfortable."
I realized what I was doing and quickly stood up. My Face turned red and I could feel the heat on my face.

I replied, "Oh. Umm. Sorry. I zoned out." I looked down and avoided his eyes so that he can't see my embarrassed face. He chuckled and said, "It's okay."

It can be amusing for him but it was embarrassing for me. What was I doing? Why was I staring at him?

"I thought you and Alex went jogging," I said as I wanted to make sure it wasn't Emily who was using her little tricks to make us meet in such an awkward situation.

"Oh yes,  We were jogging but I got a call. I need to meet someone urgently," he said.

"Oh." I was a bit depressed and wondered if he was going to meet that beautiful girl again today.

He went into the bathroom and I turned around to go to my room when he opened the bathroom door again and said, "I think you forgot something here."

My eyes opened wide when I realized what I left in the bathroom. Oh, God! He can't see my pink bra and underwear!  But it was too late.
He came out of the bathroom and gestured to me to go inside and take my undergarments. What in the world is happening today? I screamed inside.

I looked down again and went into the bathroom. I picked them up and went out. I made an embarrassed face as Minho was standing outside the bathroom. I tried to ignore his gaze and as he went back to the bathroom with a mischievous smile on his face, I ran to my room to bury myself.

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