A GIRL NAMED LAILA IS BEING TAKEN BY HER WIDOWED MOTHER TO LONDON. SHE ISN'T MUCH INTRESTED IN WHAT HER MOTHER SAYS. SHE FINDS A SCIENTIST AND SOON THEY ARE GOOD FRIENDS. SHE LOVED VISTING HIM AND LEARNING MORE RATHER THAN ATTENDING PARTIES AND GETT...
Tom never showed up at the house, V came in for a few and rushed; she did not bother to talk and after the little song session with her Brother's song.... i did not really wanna talk. Rob... wait where is he?
I was asleep for 2 hours? i don't usually sleep in the evening but we got the dress and came by 1 o'clock something and V came at 7 or 8 something IDK, but where'd Rob go?
I walked around the house... no one was there. The power was all out. I went to the generator. I saw the plug was disconnected, when i was about to take it in my hand there was a tap in my shoulder. I jumped and hit the torch towards the figure.
L: AAAAAHHHHHH!!!! R: AAAHHHHHHHH!!!! L: HELLL YOu freAKing Scared me!! always!! R: I came to look at the generator... L: its goddamn 10:25! where are they? R: stuck somewhere? I don't know. L: Did you not go to the party? R: God i forgot about it.. you need to get ready too!! fast, fast walk up... get ready!
He pushed me through the whole way to my room. I saw a woman there and he said,
R: this is your stylist get ready.
I awkwardly said, Hi! to the lady.
I got ready. I never thought I would be wearing a 19th century dress ever again. I looked in the mirror and started talking to myself.
L: Ohhh NOSTALGIA get out my heart! How did Rob even afford a makeup artist? T: That was V... she called the artist.
I saw him through the mirror. Suprisingly, as you see i did not get jump scared. I turned around in a flash of a second. He wore a suit not just any but a 19th century styled one. He looks just as i remembered black hair, lovely gleaming eyes, sweet pink lips and a sharp nose and jaws.
T: You look dazzling.
He smiled.
L: yOu look like a... disney prince. I joked, laughing at last.
T: is that supposed to be a compliment? L: Definetly.... not. But some do look charming and winsome. T: which category do i belong to? L: the winsome one... Don't get too proud Mister inventor, Sir. T: I guess the dress is giving you its side effects of talking posh, like before? L: might be, my lord. T: alright, love let's get going. L: where's Rob? This party...
I thought of saying him about my suspicion if all this was for my birthday. But i did not want to get my hopes high.
T: He's already there. He is the one mainly invited right? so he went, and i had to come home and get ready so i am here to take you there. L: oh.. ok we shall leave.
My heart sunk, why'd i hope too much. How would Tom even know about my birthday? I did not speak to him the whole way to the place. I was able to sit comfortably. But i felt horribly troubled and calm at the same time. Curse this. Imma enjoy my birthday in a party that gives me nostalgia... How could i possibly ask for anymore? I sarcastically said but smiled at myself.
T: You said something? L: no,no nothing...
I looked at his face. He looks nervous; a bit excited? I was able to see his face in the faint city light. It higlighted some parts of his face. His eyes trying to focus but his pupil slightly moving towards my face. His lips pouting, not knowing what to do exactly. His nose and jaws looking like they could pierce my skin if in contact. His chest rising up and down as he breaths. His hair perfect but a few strings hung waiting for MY hands to shove them aside.
I shoved his hair behind his ears and he stoped the car and looked at me. WaiT i was staring at him. Did i just rizz him up?
L: sorry...i.. i. it was tempting to shove it aside.. T: You think i pulled up because of that? we are here. (he laughed with a smirk)
Out of embaressment, i just want to get out of there. I tried opening the lock. L: Well lets get down then!! BUt it was Locked. L: Tom open it. T: Wait! whats the hurry? I'll message Rob to get us in. We need the code. L: what? T: yeaah.
He stretched his hand out. He shoved my hair behind my ear. Ahhh... did my heart just... ummm i don't know. It was a pain or something but for a second or a two. I tried to show no emotion and turned slow towards the window.
L: lord have mercy, I don't wanna die. ( i whispered to myself) T: Can i have your phone for a second? L: why? T: I just.. need to message Rob. Service is bad in my phone.
I handed him the phone.
T: passcode? L: You know it. Don't act like you don't. T: just kidding. (he laughed)
I turned towards the window again. I looked at the place. It was a very tall building like any other in NYC. Tom was opening the small storage compartment.
L: What are you doing? T: Rob told, no phones. So, just keeping it in.
I am not in a mood to argue on anything. He drove into the parking lot underneath the building.
It was Dark. Tom switched on the yellow light in the car turning towards me and looked at his watch down his wrist, making strands of hair to hang down again. My brain just screamed, " not Helping" For a reason.
T: Happy birthday.
He said and smiled at me. OH MY HE SAID WHAT NOW??? My eyes would have poped honestly.
L: ApH...
Before i could say anything, He just opened the door and walked around to get mine. But i opened before he could reach it.
L: I am Good thanks.
Am i being a bit of a jerk, DEfinetly. I shouted to myself, " Do you not know to say 'Thank you! its so lovely of you to wish me!' ?" and ask him how he knew? My mind being more insane asked,
L: Did Rob tell you this? T: No. L: Hmm. His smile faded a bit.
I walked to the elevator thinking he followed but i heard him shout,"you go!" I was in the elevator alone. I am honestly afraid of the elevators.
I walked out of the elevator and ...
L: HOLYYY Freakin HELL what is this place? R&V: Suprise!!!
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