My Best-friend's Groom

Chapter 4~Did The Room Temperature Just Rocket Up The Sky?

Whatever teeny tiny bit of guilt and sympathy that was forming in my conscience a while ago, has completely vanished into thin air as I twist and turn on the couch, trying to make myself comfortable.

I'll admit, I didn't know what to expect when we arrive to our destination, but I definitely wasn't expecting something like this, especially when we were very quiet and civil on our journey towards here. I even remarked about being impressed by the suite that they chose for this occasion, which he accepted decently.

However, while I was busy admiring the place, he went and snuck inside the only bedroom of the suite--since this was really meant as a honeymoon suite--and locked the door, leaving me alone with the bag of Lia's honeymoon clothes.

When I tried talking to him--well okay, it was more of a banging on the door and screaming at him to open the door kind of thing, he only opened the door enough to let out a pillow and a blanket. I think he was even leaning on the other side of the door since it didn't budge when I hit it full force that time that he opened it.

"If you find it comfortable sitting on the car floor and running on your stockings, then this shouldn't be a problem", he quipped before closing the door .

Fuming, I picked up the things he gave me, stomped towards the largest couch, threw the pillow and the blanket there, and stripped down to my underwear. Then I rummaged the bag of clothes to look for pjs. Finding none, I took whatever night gown I touch first and put it on, ignoring the fact that it's quite flimsy and has a low cut neckline. Feeling as satisfied as I can be with this situation, i went to the couch and tucked myself to sleep.

Except I couldn't sleep, and it's half past midnight already.

"Fvcking arrogant bastard!"

I sat up and looked around me. Just looking around, in hopes that I might find something, anything to either help me sleep or disturb him in some way.

That's when I found my salvation in the form of my purse.

I can't believe I forgot about it. He must've brought it along with Lia's stuff.

I jumped from my position and dashed towards my things. I checked my phone first only to put it back immediately, seeing all those missed calls from my brothers Sebastian and James. Next, I checked my wallet and I had never been so happy to see my debit card.

I forced down a manical laugh. Instead, I went back to Lia's stuff and took a bathrobe and put it on, and went out the suite, bringing Lia's stuff and my purse with me. I then went down to the reception to check in to another room. I received wierd looks from everyone I came across, but I managed to get a new room, one for my own, without much trouble.

Once I got in my room and door shut behind me, I dropped my bags, turned to the door, and yelled, "in your face, Keene! "

Then I found my bed, took off my robe, and went into a peaceful, smug slumber.

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It wasn't long until I felt an insistent nudge on my shoulder, trying to pull me away from my dreaming.

I groaned in annoyance and turned my back to the exasperating human alarm clock.

"Go away, Seb", I muttered.

Instead of leaving, the nudging became more insistent.

"Damn it, Seb. Just leave me alone", I said, a little louder this time, making sure my irritation was evident in my voice.

Suddenly, hands grab hold of my shoulder, turning me back to face him.

"Fuck it Seb, I said leave me a--"

I opened my eyes only to see a figure looming over me, his angry glare definitely not that of my brother's.

Seeing Landon effectively woke me up and I quickly sat up, staring incredulously up at him.

"What the hell are you doing here? "

"Who the hell is Seb?" He retorted.

"What the hell do you care?" i answered in an equally pissed voice before adding, "and don't ask me questions. I asked you first. "

He opened his mouth to say something, when his eyes suddenly found their way lower. He closed his mouth and swallowed before turning away, his back now facing me, took a deep breath, and ran a hand through his hair.

I looked down, wondering what made him change his countenance and blushed furiously.

I forgot that I used one of Lia's flimsy night gowns. As it turned out, I was sitting here, arguing with him with one of my straps falling off my shoulder, revealing the upper part of my chest. I suppose it's just luck that I was too exhausted last night that I went straight to the bed and sleep without taking of my bra. Otherwise...
I did my own swallowing and grabbed the blanket to hug it in front of me.

"Y-you didn't answer my question", I stammered in a weak voice, trying to distract myself from the fact that he just saw me in this state.

He took another deep breath. "When I woke up this morning and found out that you're not there and you're things we're gone, I thought you might have attempted to leave again and succeeded", he replied without facing me.

I let out a disbelieving laugh.

"What else did you expect?" I exclaimed rising from the bed and wearing the blanket like a cloak, making sure that my front, though clothed, is covered appropriately.

Certain that I look as descent as I could be given the situation, I walked towards him and stood directly in front of him. He didn't even spare me a glance though.

"You. Made. Me. Sleep. On. The. Damned. Couch", I gritted, poking him in the chest with every word. "Do you have any idea how uncomfortable that was?" I added, my hands waving in the air in exasperation before I remembered my lack of clothing and held them up to clutch the blanket again.

The only reaction i got was the tightening of his jaw before he sidestepped me and made his way to the door. "Whatever. Just make sure that you check out of this room today and come back to our suite."

"No. "

This stopped him on his tracks.

"What did you say?" He asked, his back still facing me.

"I said no. There's no way that I'll come back to that room only to be forced to sleep in the couch. Call me a brat, but I'm not going to inconvenience myself just because of an asshole like you when I can be more comfortable."

Finally, he turned around to face me and I was taken aback by the heat in his eyes. And I swear that heat is not the angry kind of heat.

I stood frozen in where I was standing, rendered immobile by the look he's giving me. Suddenly I felt like a prey to a powerful animal, unable to do anything but be mesmerized by the blazing eyes of my predator who could easily devour me.
And the crazy thing is, I don't think I will fight him when and if he did.

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Well what do you know, an update. ^ω^

Lol. This actually reached a hundred reads. It's a small thing, but it made me happy. So THANK YOU!

My title is such a loser, isn't it? I mean, who makes titles that long. Whatever, I kinda like it. ≧∇≦

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Lotsaluv, Nich ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

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