Allegro
I open my eyes slowly, letting it adjust to the surroundings. It certainly ain't my place. Where am- I smile as the memories of my Adonis flood back into my mind.
"Smiling to what, Ms.Cassidy?" The familiar voice startles me, and my eyes immediately open. I sit up and look to my left, and what else? My Adonis sits there, with his signature blue jeans, and him smiling at me, his hair more tousled than ever. And shirtless. To my surprise, I find myself dressed up in a white shirt and my shorts. It takes me a second to realize its his, and I realize it because of the smell. It smells of him, like mint and chocolate and Grant. A small smile tugs at the corner of my lips as I run my hands through the fabric. I look at him, with an eyebrow raised.
"Hands off, my dad had come to call us for lunch. I said you were asleep. So he said he was going to golf with his friends and that he had kept our lunch at the table." He says.
"So your telling me, that you didn't eat too?"
"No. I didn't." He says and I get up from the bed, walking with aching legs to the washroom, the pain being the proof of all we had. I splash some water to my face and run a hand through my hair. I look myself into the mirror and I look different. My cheeks are flushed and my lips are much pinker, bringing out the blue of my eyes. Rubbing my face with a towel, I get out of the washroom and throw the towel at Grant.
"Hey!" He says and I laugh.
"If you were good in bed with me, doesn't mean that your gonna be a lazy ass and sit there until I die of starvation." I say and he flushes at my words.
"Jesus, Allegro. Haven't your parents taught you any manners?" He says and I take a second before rolling my eyes and heading towards the door.
"They're dead. Try again." I say before opening the door and turning towards the stairs.
Grant
She has no parents. Did she just say that and act like nothing has happened and flee the room? Did she really not feel anything? This girl has put on a stronger mask than I had expected. I look at the bed which had been filled with her presence only seconds ago. The memories flood back into my mind like a gush of wind and a smile reappears onto my face. Lord knows that girl is beautiful, a pure damsel. All of it felt so much better with her. I don't know why, but it wasn't even near the experience I had with other girls. Just a simple touch and my hands are already twitching to get her rid off those clothes. Maybe it wasn't the same because the feeling had been mutual. In spite of the fact that Allegro had never told me, I knew she needed me as much as I needed her. She had craved for my touch throughout the weekend and I, for hers.
I jolt awake from my thoughts with Allegro's voice from downstairs.
"Grant. Get down here. I literally can't find the kitchen." A laugh escapes my mouth. I walk to the chest of drawers and pull out a grey t-shirt before heading downstairs.
When I reach downstairs, Allegro is waiting for me, her hands crossed over her chest and pouting. I grin at this adorable side of hers. You don't get to see it every time. I reach over and plant a small kiss on her forehead. Her blue eyes widen at the small gesture, showing she hadn't expected it.
I take her hand and we walk towards the living room.
"Why are we going to the living room?" She says.
"Because to reach the kitchen, we have to cross the living room."
The moment we enter the living room, she stops, which makes me stop too. I turn around to see her looking at the family wallpaper.
"Who is she?"She says and my heart drops a bit. She looks at me and I look at the wallpaper too. All three of us smile, holding hands with me in the centre. I smile being a little boy, my hair held in with a cap. Both of my parents look at me, and I can see the pride in their eyes and the happiness.
"My mother."I say. Allegro makes our hands tighter and looks at me before placing a soft smile on her face. Has my Allegro changed? Where is the predator that I'm so accustomed to?
"She is so beautiful." She says.
"I know." I say before grabbing her hand and walking towards the kitchen. I don't want to be standing there any longer. I can break down any minute, if I stand there any longer. Allegro doesn't say anything or complain, like I figure she would, but she just walks silently with me. When we reach the kitchen, she simply pulls out a chair and sits. Isn't she gonna talk?
"You can talk you know." I say and bend over rummaging through the fridge.
"I- I just don't know what to say." She says and I look back, seeing her with her chin in her hands, looking outside at the yellow sky slowly turning orange. "I won't say it's okay. Because it's not." She says and I can't keep myself from crossing the room and pulling a chair across her.
"It's okay really, you know. I don't really mind."I say and a memory of my mother teaching me to play the piano comes to my mind. A small smile settles onto my face. "She was going through this painful thing after we had a crash, and she was suffering from all this bleeding and pains. It hurt me to see her you know. But after her death, I don't have to see her suffering everyday." I say and she stares at me, her gorgeous blue eyes boring into mine. I pull myself forward and embrace her, placing my head on her shoulder. Her body tenses and her breaths quicken, but then she relaxes and places her hand around my neck too. I simper, taking in her intoxicating perfume, her soft waves gently touching my face.
"Are we done?"She asks. I nod and pull back, leaving the chair to resume my work.
"I thought there was some food."She says.
"Yeah there is,actually. But as a return favour, I wanted to make you something."I say and she laughs, a beautiful, breath-taking sound.
"You want to cook?Well, what?"
"Let's see. Pasta?"
"Up for it." I gather the vegetables and wash them before chopping them down. I turn back to the chest of drawers and see Allegro smirking at me.
"What?"I ask.
"Nothing. You look hot while cooking." I roll my eyes at the comment. This woman has no idea what she is- beautiful and confident, mixed together to give a breath taking combination.She is Incorrigible.
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