I sipped some water from the glass. God, i'm feeling so dizzy and this water isn't helping... wait! i hope I didn't pick up a glass of vodka... I sniffed the glass.. Maybe?
Even as i was acting weird, standing on the verandah, I heard footsteps approaching. I turned around, and saw Zachary emerging from the room, walking like a prince should, pushing his dark hair off his forehead and looking every bit like my Knight-In-Shining-Armani.... Sigh!!
He came up beside me and stood silent for a while. I desperately tried not to remember how he looked with his shirt off..... Awesome, Biteable, Superheroic, Honey-Gold!
"So, Iz? what are you doing here, exactly?", he asked, "i thought you lived in Australia!".
To be honest, even i have no idea what i'm doing here!
"umm.. i lived in Australia, but for the past couple of years, i'm living & working in Arindia..", i replied.
"oh, good for you! so what do you do here?", he asked.
He was always this patriotic live-in-and-serve-your-country type guy.
"I actually work in an animation and VFX company there, Imagine Studios! you must've heard the name?", i said, "All these germs you see in toilet cleaner and dish washer ads... i make those..".
"Oh, i see. So, no Superheroes?", he said, grinning and trying to piss me off.
"No! you've got any problem with that?", i snapped.
He laughed so hard that he spluttered the water he was drinking on the floor.
"Gross!", i moved away from him, "Is there some sorta joke? sorry i forgot to laugh..", i said, rolling my eyes.
"heyy, don't be mad, bud! I was just kidding", he replied, raising his arms in peace.
"whatever! What do you do anyway? apart from barbequing at parties, you know?", i asked him.
"oh, I'm an engineer. I mean i've got a degree in environmental engineering", he replied, "didn't you ever google me, Iz? because if you'd have, then you wouldn't be asking me this question..", he said smugly.
"No I didn't, Mr. Engineer. You dropped clean out of my life and my mind, nine years ago!", i said and started moving out of the house and into the lawn. I could see gran, up on the stage, greeting the newly weds.
Zac followed me outside, and stood beside me.
"so, when are we meeting again?", he asked rather straight-forwardly.
I said nothing and just shook my head. Things were going way too fast here....
He leaned in and said in an urgent tone, "Would you relax please? Regarding that....", he said pointing vaguely in direction of the house, "umm.. can i just say, that i'm sorry if i came on too strong....".
Then he paused and stood there, frowning, like he had made some momentous discovery. "Wait a sec.. woah! Why am i saying sorry. No. I am not sorry.". Then he turned to me and flashed his heart-melting smile at me, "Are you sorry Iz?", he asked.
I went a little pink, realising that it is the same question he asked me after our first kiss. Well if he's bringing up this topic, then he'll get the same answer.
"Yes, I am", i said fiercely.
"You are always too quick to say sorry, Izzie... that's the most irritating thing about you", he said disapprovingly.
"well, i don't have a huge royal ego like you, so it's not a problem for me to say sorry!", i said extra-sweetly, "Unlike you who can sulk for days, or months,... or even years".
"well.. I'm not sulking anymore", he replied smiling a little, "oh c'mon Mizzy, Dizzy! Say you'll meet me?"
Just as i was about to answer him, we were interrupted again. This time, by my grandmother, who was marching in our direction, like an oil-tanker barreling into our deserted island, fog-horns blaring.
She grabbed me by my hand and said angrily and slightly out of breath, "C'mon Isabella, we have to leave now! And that's and order".
But i swung her around to face Zac. "wait a sec, gran, do you remember him, just try to guess..", i asked her cheerfully.
Both, Grandma and Zachary, stood in front of each other glaring at each other, for like a few minutes. Oh c'mon guys, i thought. Zac! why don't you say something.... Okayy, the way things had ended back then, i didn't exactly expect Zac to fall into gran's lap and kiss the inside of her wrist, but hello, there was no harm in saying a simple hi...
Finally Zachary spoke up, "Hello ma'am!", he said politely enough, though his fine nostrils flared a little and his dark eyes had that brutal intensity.
"Yes, yes, hello!", said gran curtly, giving him her typical blink-and-you-miss-it smile. Then she grabbed me by my arm and literally dragged me away from him. I didn't even get a chance to say goodbye. Argghh..
I tell you, why i have such a pathetic love life... my family is like an albatross around my neck..!
"ouchh... grandma!, let go of my hand, it's not like i'll run away.. please!", i said, totally exasperated.
She let go of me and sat in the car. I followed her inside. She told Victor uncle, our driver to go take a walk and then shut the door of the car.
She sat at one corner, not looking at me.
"what gran, why did you behave like that? That was Zachary! Don't you remember him? You were soo rude, back there", i said shaking her a bit and trying to get her attention.
But she just snorted and looked away.
"What? did something happen at the party? Someone said something to you? Did you not get the confirmation for contesting elections?", i asked her in a rush.
Then i realised. Oh My God!! She did not get the ticket... Oh poor Gran..
I hugged her, kept holding her and said the speech i was preparing for days, "It's okay, gran. It happens... maybe it was a blessing-in-disguise, you know! Just chill and don't think too much, we'll go on a trip to Sydney for a week, meet mom and have fun! Don't you worry!!," I said comforting her.
But she pushed me away and snapped, "Yess, we didn't get the ticket... And you know why?", she asked looking at me angrily like i stole her credit card.
"Why?", i asked feeling sorry for her.
"Because you've got it!", she said and looked away.
Oh, i've got it. Hmmm....I've Got It. So, I'VE GOT IT!! WHAT THE FUCK, I've got it...??
"what the hell? What do you mean i've got it? NO NO NO NO..... this can't be true. You must be kidding. There has been a mix up. surely!", i said more to myself and less to her.
"Stop babbling like a moron, Isabella. It is true. It is not I, but you, who'll contest the elections from Westinlake", she replied, somewhat irritated.
My head started spinning. First Zachary, then this news. Oh God, what's happening?? But the final blow was still left.
Gran spoke up, finally, "And Isabella, you wanted to know, right? that who is standing against us..., you now, i mean...... It's that boy, that 'always-coming' fellow, that royal puppy, your childhood friend, the over-smart, over-educated --- Zachary Aaron Samuels!!".
OH FUCK!! I thought and dropped my head into gran's lap. It couldn't get worse than this!!
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AN : So guys, that was chapter 5... how was it? plzz vote and do comment!! and plzz suggest some names of actors who'll fit in as the characters in this story!!
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