The Worst Nickname

21) Mirror cleaner

Aaliyah's POV,

Sitting at the airport with a grinch who is an ipad kid is so annoying. I would much rather walk till New York. 

We are currently sitting in a private lounge.

The flight is delayed by an hour or so.

I take my I pad out to kill time.

I poked Vidit's and he looked at me without any expressions. I cleared my throat and said "I...I am go-going to the washroom." 

Why are you stuttering alli?

"Ok and?" He asked.

"I was just informing you as a good co-passenger." I shrugged.

He rolled his eyes but none the less nodded.

I walked to taco bell instead and got myself a good effing taco with churros.

As a doctor I should wash my hands right? I mean airports aren't the cleanest.

I went to the washroom which was just outside the lounge that me and kaddus Grinch was sitting in. 

It was also very empty.

I was washing my hands while suddenly a man came inside the women's restroom.

This man wasn't very old.

Probably in his early forties.

He had very prominent black eyes. I have never seen anyone with those eyes. I know black is a common color but his...it was not the normal black eyes.

"Excuse Mister. This is a women's restroom. Please leave." I said pretty calmly.

Blind fuckwit.

He passed me to most devilish smile I've ever seen. And not the one you fantasize about in novels. No this was straight up bone chilling.

He was eyeing me like a kid eyeing a chocolate.

Raising my voice a little I said "I. Said. Leave."

His smile grew even bigger and he said "Oh c'mon babe. Don't act like you don't like me."

"You're very funny. Brave of you to assume I was acting." I said while backing away as well.

As he was coming dangerously close to me I pushed him away with great force and somehow he got hold of my wrist.

"Feisty. Even better if you ask me." He said smiling like a maniac.

Oh god where am I stuck now.

No no no. Not this.

I am not some weak pathetic girl.

Get it together Alli.

So next thing I know I kicked his stomach with all my force and his screeching scream reached my ears.

Next I took the cleaning spray and directed it at his face like a gun.

Perfect top gun maverick moment (not).

The man launched himself at me and I screamed like an elephant but before he could reach me he was held by the back of his collar by....Vidit??

All this happened within the span of 5 seconds

What the fuck.

What the actual fuck.

He pinned the guy to the wall and punched his jaw. Another punch. And another.

I NEED TO STOP HIM!!

I ran towards him and help onto his arms and said "Vidit! Please leave him! You'll kill him! stop!" 

He looked at me and his face was all read and flushed.

He held the man's collar and yelled "How dare you touch my wife? " 

Did he just?

'My wife' me?

Nah I really need to go see an audiologist.

The man coughed and said "Wha-what makes y-you think only I was th-the one touching?" 

Oh hell naurrrr.

I wouldn't touch him even if he was the last human on planet.

He looks like he carries an invisible ventilator.

Infact he looks like he a saggy tomato.

Bloody hot air balloon.

"You-" Before he could complete his sentence the airport security officers came and said "Sir. We will take care of him."

But before leaving he gave me the same devilish smile he did when I first saw him.

Sending chills down my spine. 

I can't help but wonder what was he going to say?

The officers took him away and Vidit looked at me skeptically.

Almost like he was looking at a fragile glass that can drop any second and shatter.

"Are you...ok?" He asked in a very low tone.

I nodded and he swiped his thumb across my cheeks.

That is when I realised I have been crying silently.

And a second later I was in his arms.

Balling my eyes out in a women's restroom.

With a guy I am suppose to hate.

All I could feel right now was Vidit's huge ass hands caressing the back of my head.

I think we both have lost our minds.

In a second he swept me off my feet.

Literally.

And carried me in his arms like a sac of potatoes.

I am convinced he lost his mind more than me. I mean he is older...

He'll break his spine if he lifts me.

"He-hey put me down! I am heavy. You'll get a back ache or a sprain!" I said getting flushed by his gesture.

Is his braincells dying with his increasing age?

His face was already very close and to top it all off he leaned even more closer and said "You call this heavy?" 

I nodded my head vigorously and he laughed at my statement. 

Oh god his laugh. I love his laugh. I can-

Stop Alli!

"Then you should visit me at my gym vanilla. You'll be awestruck." He whispered a little too quietly.

But instead of answering him I just buried my head in his chest/ wall.

I don't want him to see me as tomato.

Why am I acting like an 8th grader.

Nincompoop behavior.

I didn't even notice that we reached the lounge until he gently settled me on the couch.

He said beside me and asked "Are you alright?"

I nodded not being able to form any words.

What am I suppose to tell him that a predator gave me heebie jeebies?

He was looking at me with 'those' eyes.

The eyes which  shows you that they care.

But I know....

I know Vidit does not care.

At least not enough to give me a chance.

It's not like I am desperate or anything.

But...

"Don't worry. He will never be able to touch you again ever, I promise." He said while looking everywhere but me.

I hummed in response and sighed.

Why did I feel happy in arms?

He is back to his cold attire again.

.

.

.

The rest of the journey not once did he look at me as if he was cussing himself for overstepping the boundaries.

He's acting like a teenage boy.

But he also didn't let me out of his sight. 

We landed in New York. 

I walked towards him and asked "Umm- Where are you staying?" 

After a total of almost 16 hours he looked at me. He kept his divider up all the time.

"Hotel." 

That's all I get?

I am probably going to regret this later but "Stay with me?"

His eyes widened for just a mili second and his emotionless exterior was back.

Oh god does he think I am asking him to sleep next to me like the main lead girlies ask the guy after getting traumatized? 

Oh no no no absolutely not.

I explained myself and said "Not like with-with me. At my house. I have 2 rooms. You can use one." 

"No thank-" I cut him off and said "I insist. And why do you want to waste money anyways?" I shrugged.

"It's my money you don't have to worry about it." He said in an oddly cold tone.

Why did I even ask him?

Asshole.

I speak my thoughts and said "I never said it was mine. Also fuck right off." 

Fucking Voldemort with a nose.

I scurried off and hailed a cab and left for my house.

Vidit's POV,

That man is not getting out of jail anytime soon and I will make sure of it. How dare he touch van-

A woman.

I hate men who thinks violence is the weapon of a man.

He wasn't even a man to begin with I bet he has nothing but a hamster dick.

He had more wrinkles than a bedsheet.

And I hate myself for doing what I did. I broke my own boundaries that I built myself. But I really do not know why the fuck I did what I did.

Is she doing some voodoo magic on me? 

I don't regret breaking the oldie's nose for sure. But whatever happened between me and Van- I mean Aaliyah was totally avoidable.

But I just couldn't see her like that.

That girl was trying to spray a mirror cleaner on the man's face.

How smart.

After half yelling at me she hailed a cab and I sent one of the bodyguard after her just for my sake of peace. 

I also have to inform her about the party I have to attend more like we have to attend, unfortunately with her. I tried saying no to the associates but they don't take the fucking hint. 

It's suppose to be in Chicago.

I am going to make sure she is safe but while also keeping a safe distance.

I can't slip.

Not this time.

And Vanilla will make me slip if I don't maintain a boundary for us.

I went to my hotel and checked in the room at the very top floor.

Before I even entered my room a very strong rosy smell hit my nose. Which will definitely give me a headache later.

Just what I needed.

Fuck me with a bamboo stick.

I entered the room and the whole room was lit with candles.

Fuck me twice now.

I know exactly who it is.

Without even bothering to see the person to confirm if it's really her. I said "Ms. Reilly." 

Someone needs to ask her to change her perfume. Won't be me for sure.

Oh god get me out of here.

A very seductive voice reached my ears "Oh V! I knew you'd know its me." 

Nora Reilly.

A model to be precise.

She was dressed in lace lingerie from top to bottom well there wasn't really any bottom.

"I have been trying to reach out for you since forever V!" She said and threw herself at me.

A/N- OMG. WHO IS NORA? HIS GIRLFRIEND? HIS 'EXCLUSIVE'? I guess I will tell that to yall in the next chapterrr!!!!