What the hell did i just do? I asked her out on a date, right... But i am not sure why and how i did so, i mean cause i like her,yeah but how did i find the confidence to do so? I tried to keep my cool and now that i am walking towards ny car. I asked Rose to drive and my driver to stay behind, i need to have a chat with my besti-, frien-, PA. As we both got into the car and she started driving, she quickly said, 'What happened? Did we lose the deal? Tell me everything, i want to know every single detail, from the begging ti the last.'
So i told her everything, from begging to the last, and she just, she burst out laughing, like HA-HA-HA, 'Motherfucker, SHUT the fucking UP.'
'Wouldn't you have done the same if you were in my place?
Well what could i say, she isnt wrong.
'Well no harm having belief in date.'
She started laughing hysterically again,
'So youre saying, you saw sides of her that no one else saw, she is different with you, and you guys met suddenly, and you asked her out on a date and didnt even get her answer, and you think she will come? What di you think life is? A wattpad story?'
I shouldnt have told her angthing, she just madw fun of me, but then again, its now become a habit of me telling her every single thing.
I hate and love my state right niw why, why, why is she so much in my mind right now, i cant get over her, i am so indulged in her that i forgot everything else around me, i cant seem to remember my name, but hers keep echoing in my head space, i cant seem to remember what color of underwear i am wearing, but i vividly recall what jewlery she was wearing, every detail about her watch, her shoe, her hair, her everything, and our 'date' still is more than 24 hours away, fuck, gof why the hell is time so long, why is there 60 seconds in a minute, 60 minutes in an hour, 24 hours in a day, and her in my heart? Her engraved, engaged, established, embraced, and what not in my-fucking-heart, but i think i am too over the moon to complain about it, its a feeling i never had before, its tingling in my heart and below, shit this is too much. I walked up to my not so small, small wine collection, took one of my favourite wines, gulped almost all of it, and dozed off with only one thing on my mind, her, and i am too happy to regret it.
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Everything unrequited
Mystery / ThrillerBoth are under a mask, one pretending to be strong, one pretending to be soft, but when the mask falls will everything else stay the same? Or everything will fall apart, tearing apart the 2 involved. Come with me on the journey of unreviling people.
