Melody Thompson has always been the perfect daughter. Everything a parent will want in a daughter. She is an introverted person but a complete extrovert with people she knows and let's in. She isn't an open person and doesn't trust people easily. Sh...
As we drove away from the arcade, I couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement and energy. I had just spent the last few hours laughing and competing with Black, and despite his rough exterior, I had caught glimpses of a softer side.
"Hey, Black," I said, turning to him with a curious expression. "Can I ask you something?"
Black raised an eyebrow, his eyes fixed on the road. "What is it."
I smiled, intrigued "Did you enjoy yourself today?" I asked, my voice playful.
Black shrugged, his shoulders barely moving.
I laughed, surprised by his actions "Oh, really? And why's that?"
Black's eyes flicked to mine. "Because I don't know"
"Ok don't know".
Black snorted, his expression returning to its usual gruffness. "Don't get too annoyed. I'm still the same guy."
I grinned, undeterred. "I know, I know. You're still a jackass, but I'm starting to think you're a tolerable one.
Black rolled his eyes, but I caught a hint of a smile playing on his lips. "You're something else"
As we continued to banter back and forth,mostly me, I couldn't help but feel a sense of ease with Black. Despite his rough exterior, I was starting to see glimpses of a kinder, gentler person beneath.
And as we drove on, the minutes flying by, I realized that I was actually having fun. Maybe, just maybe, we could be friends after all.
But as the miles flew by, Black's phone buzzed, and he answered with a curt "Yeah?" I could hear the muffled voice of Alex in the car behind us, his laughter and teasing carrying through the line.
Black's responses were short and gruff, his tone a stark contrast to the easy banter we had shared just moments before. I felt a pang of disappointment, realizing that our tolerable truce was still a fragile thing.
As we approached my neighborhood, the group pulled up alongside us.
"Hey," he said, his voice softer than before. "You did well tonight, and thank you"
And with that, he pulled up to my house, the night air filled with the sweet scent of possibility.
Little did I know, this was just the beginning of our sweet, sarcastic love story.
~*~*~*~
Its my favourite time of the week, Saturday but unfortunately today I woke up with the father of all cramps. I hate it and I hate it. I couldn't do anything. Felice, a maid in the house and my friend, tried to cheer me up as much as possible.
I have just finished taking a bath and and am wearing a black crop pullover, long sleeve, with matching black sweatpants , both having angel written on them.
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Meera and Ems called and I told them what happened. They were worried and wanted to come over but I told them to leave it. Maybe, just maybe I could sleep it off.
It's been an hour and I have tried all sleeping positions and none are working for me. I have even tried sleeping on the god-damned floor. I hear a knock on my bedroom door and tell the person to come in.
Once the door is pushed open a 6ft2 figure greets me.
"What are you doing here" I ask him, he ignores my question and move to sit on the bed.
"What are you doing on the floor" he asks me and I groan "my stomach is killing me".
He gives me a bag I didn't notice until now "what's this" I ask out of curiosity.
He shrugs. I sneer and then open it, Holy Moly, two large chocolate-hazelnut goodies have been presented before me.
I start to tear up "how did you know" I ask him while wiping away the tears that have started to fall, "the same way I knew you were dealing with lady problems". What a casual answer.
I guess those two cunning idiots had a hand in this.
I look up again and smile "you didn't have to, thank you". "it's no problem"he replies. I call for Felice and ask her to bring me a spoon, she does so and I immediately dig in.
As I put the first spoon enters my mouth I moan, it was like heaven in my mouth. I look at Black and see he's already looking at me. My cheeks turn red and I look back down at my Nutella and continue eating.
"When you're done we have somewhere to be" he says all of a sudden. "I don't think I can go anywhere" I tell him and then I add immediately "I am not even dressed for going out".
"You look okay" he tells me. "Okay, but I'll freshen up first" I reply and continue to devour my chocolate goodness.
~*~*~*~
I am in the passenger seat of Black's car and I remember the last time I was together with him was just two days ago. Wondering were he's taking me I ask "where are we going". "It's a surprise" he answers.
After a while, we are outside a cafe, it looks really cozy. We exit the car and enter the cafe. He leads us to a table and goes to order. He come back a minute later.
"Why did you bring me here" out of genuine curiousity. "I thought of what will make you happy and I immediately thought of this" he immediately adds "you'll soon see anyway". I smile.
The waiter comes out later with a chocolate cake and my mouth waters, what a sight to behold. "I am at a loss of words" I tell him. He just shrugs.
The same waiter comes out again after a while with a bowl of strawberries covered in chocolate. My mouth is out of saliva to water. "how do you know about the chocolate cake and strawberries" I ask.
"Just enjoy" he replies. I shrug and dig into the cake, I sigh what a divine goodness.
I offer Xavier a small bite and he takes it "but next time am not sharing". He nods and I see a smile starting to form making mine to widen. I offer him the strawberries to and he takes it. I finish my cake and strawberries, I will never forget them.
"Thank you so much Black, but how did you know" I ask him again. "I just figured" he answered.
"We have somewhere else to stop by before I drop you off" and I nod.
~*~*~*~
If someone told me Xavier Black would be leading me around a bookstore and suggesting some he books thinks I would like, I would have laughed at their faces, but here we are and it's not as bad as it seems.
I bought at least 5 new books and I am grateful to Xavier, he did good. He made me forget my cramps and bought me pain relievers on the way here.
