Loving him...

Sorry.... Thank You....

I smiled back. "Can I take it then?" asked raising my eyebrow.

He seemed surprised hearing at my reply. Then he took his plate and offered it to me.

I smiled ear-to-ear, as I was taking the tomatoes, "You weren't expecting me to ask for tomatoes, right?" I asked. He smiled and nodded, "I have to say you really have a big appetite."

Oops...what do I say in return??? Again he was pondering something. Curiosity hit me.

"Andrian, can I ask you something?"

He was confused by my unexpected question. He mumbled, "Yes"

"Andrian, what do your really have in your mind? Cause you seemed to taken away by your thoughts like billion times in a day. It's not that you're keeping the nation's secret or something. And overthinking is not good for health and life, so you should stop doing it very frequently." I paused to gauge his expression. His face was expressionless, so I continued. "I understand you're hesitating to share your thoughts with me because I'm a still a stranger to you, but that's the point! You can share anything with me, I'm not gonna badmouth about it, you know" I said.

He answered was just a slight smile. Oh Lord, this guy is so mysterious....

After a sip of his wine, "Are you done?" he asked. I nodded. "Good. Now I will do the talking and you do the listening." He said as though talking to a small kid. His sudden move stunted me.

I motioned that my mouth is zipped. He smiled at my gesture. He looked somehow relaxed now.

"Losing my mom and brother was hard but living with that pain in my life....." he signed "was the hardest of all. Many say life is full of ups and down, this and that to console me but they are not the one living with the pain and lost. It was me, all alone ME.." his anger built, taking another sip of his wine. "I struggled, the pain was unbearable, living not knowing what to do; I was totally blank, a mess. There's when music entered my life. Music was the best medication for the pain I was going through. Music didn't help me to fix the pain but it lessened the pain. Then I decided to learn music; joined a music academy, met George and the others. Slowly, forming a band, debuting and composing songs made my life busy and forget about that tragic part of my life. I was almost forgotten about it until you called me Andrian when we met for the first time."

OMG!!! This doesn't sound good. But he did thank me for calling him Andrian.... Why is he so confusing?

"You just brought back some memories," he murmured with a smile.

I pushed a clump in my throat, "Is this good or bad?" I worried.

His smile disappeared, "Nothing to worry, Chelsea. I just wanted to get this out of my chest. I'm telling you this because...... because for some unknown reason I trust you," He finished.

He trusts me??? IS this real? He TRUSTED me.... My heart is beating faster than ever.

"Andrian, honestly I don't know what to say...." I gave my apologetic smile.

"That's alright. I don't want you to react to whatever I'm saying but I really thank you, Chelsea"

Thank ME?? I nodded in reply. We sat there without saying anything, checking my phone for any message or calls. NONE. I sensed somebody was watching me and looked up.

My eyes locked with his eyes. We stare each and other for few seconds. I blinked, he immediately looked away.

"Cut it down, Andrian."

"What?" asked innocently.

"Weren't you staring at me?"

"Nooo..."