Meeting Skies

Chapter 11

I get into his car and we drive off. We're heading to a restaurant. On the way there, there was a lot of traffic. Traffic due to the paparazzi, he tinted the windows so that they would not be able to get any pictures. When we get to the restaurant there was about 32 people surrounding the vehicle yelling his name.
"Ok so we're making this quick."
He hands me one of his shades.
"Since you don't like taking pictures put these on and cover your face like this."
He looks down and puts his right hand on his forehead, and if he was making shade for his eyes.

He gets out of the car and I notice how loud they were being, their voices got five times louder.
I take a deep breath and step out of the car.

"Cover your face and look down, cover your face and look down."
Alexander was next to me. I could see the flash hit our faces, we were walking up to the restaurant and the questions they were asking were making me uncomfortable. They weren't bad they were normal questions but they were about me.

"Is he your cousin?, Why did you bring him to the most exclusive restaurant in town?, Is he paying for himself?"
I wanted to get out of there. I couldn't take it. It was too much. Then I remembered, a while ago Nicole had told me that if paparazzi gets a picture of a person flicking them off, they have to blur them out.
That's what I did, I covered my face and flicked off the cameras. But that didn't help, they asked even more questions about me. But luckily we were at the doors of the restaurant.

"That was a rush."
Alexander smirks.
"How do you get used to it?"
"You don't, you just learn to tolerate it."
They take us to our seats and then they send a waiter. We both order water.

"I hear the chicken Alfredo is really good here"
Alex says studying the menu.
"I wouldn't know."
He puts the menu down and is talking. I'm just nodding to what he's saying because I'm thinking on how I'm going to kick Nicole's ass when I get back. But I kind of deserve it for not talking to her.

"Nori, Elenore!"
I snap back widening my eyes realizing Alex had asked me a question.
"Yes."
"I asked how do you feel about me kissing you."
"What?"
Alex frowns, why would he ask that.
"I mean we haven't talked about it at all, and I want to know how you felt about it. How you feel about me?"
I don't want to tell him what I feel because I like him a lot. We've been talking for a while and everyday I like him more.

"I don't know, I barely know you. The kiss was good, but I don't know how I feel about it because I don't know if I even have feelings for you."
His frown depends.
" I understand."
"Just."
I pause
"How do you feel about me?"
"You want the long answer or the short one?"
He says looking down at the table
"I have time."
"Ok, well I like you, a lot. And every day that goes by I think more about you. "
"More about how I want to take care of you. How I want to have you. How I need you to be mine.
But like you said I barely know you, that can change. And we can be something. I go to bed every night thinking about you, wondering if your cold, wondering if your scared of what tomorrow can bring, and I think to myself that I could be there to keep you warm, I can be there to stand up for you, I can be there to protect you. And I hope that that can happen soon."

I have no words. He's said enough, he's spoken about how he feels towards me.
"Let's just take it slow." I quietly say.
"You're right, we'll see where it takes us from here."

The night went on. We were getting closer to finishing up our meals.

"So, talk to me about your love life."
He tells me as he reaches for my hand.
"What about my love life do you want to know?"
"Like your exes, do you date a lot?"
No. I only have one ex boyfriend.
"I have only dated one person, and I regret making that mistake."
It was Dylan.
"Why?, what happened between you two?"
I could feel a lump building up in my throat. I didn't want to cry but my eyes start to water and i try blinking them away. I've had only expressed my feelings and what happened to one other person, and that was Nicole.

"It's nothing."
I reply picking up a napkin and dabbing the tear of my eye.
"Hey, you can tell me." Alex softly says laying a reassuring hand on mine.
I figured I could tell him part of what happened.

"It was freshmen year. That was when everybody liked me. He was in my chemistry class, we became best friends and one thing led to another and we started dating. It was wild, we did everything together. We were very happy, I loved the way he made me feel in my stomach every time we kissed, every time he held my hand. Except he didn't feel the same way. We did a lot while we were in the relationship. But one night my parents found out about us. My dad got in a argument and kicked him out. I then tried talking to him."
I start to tear up even more.
"That's when he told me the truth. The truth was that he never loved me, that all he ever wanted was to have intercourse, and that I don't deserve him that I never did. At first I thought he was lying and said that so I would leave him. But things didn't turn out like that, he did something that made me realize he was telling the truth."

I look at Alex with my bright red eyes to see that he's crying too.
"What did he do?"
He said with anger and agony in his voice.
"It doesn't matter, it's done."
Alex makes a grip on his hand that gets tighter on me.
"I'm here for you, if you ever want to talk about it."
He tells me in a soft voice.
"Thanks."