I never wanted to be in a relationship.
I never had time for love.
Then he came in.
I fell for him.
We broke up.
Just to be back together.
Was it fate?
Was it a coincidence?
Or were we Destined Together?
I reached home, the memories of our date still fresh and playing in my mind. A smile plays upon my lips when I think of it, when I think of him. Changing into my pajamas, I went to bed, hoping for some sleep. But it never came, I was too happy to sleep. I called up Sienna and told her about my date.
"- and he asked me out to accompany him for his office party." I paused as Sienna squealed in excitement.
"Oh my god, we gotta select a dress and do your hair, oh and also you makeup-"she went on ranting, while I laughed softly. We spoke for a while, and then fell asleep.
After a series of long sleepless nights and cranky mornings, I never thought that I would ever wake up with a smile on my face, that too early in the morning. Picking up the phone from my nightstand, I checked my social media accounts, while I was doing that, Aron texted me the details of the part and specifically asked me to wear black.
The day went by pretty soon and I went home earlier than usual, to get dressed. Going through my wardrobe, I found a perfect outfit for myself. Pairing accessories and shoes with my outfit, when I was finally pleased I went to take a shower and finally started getting ready for the night.
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Once I got all dressed up, I waited for Aron to arrive. I fussed upon my appearance which was new to me; I was never the one who would go back and forth checking me in the mirror. Constant lip biting and butterflies in my stomach made me realize I was nervous, but I didn't know why? Maybe I did but I did not to admit it. I don't want to admit my feelings; I guess I am too scared to.
Grabbing myself a glass of water, I began sipping it, hoping it would calm my nerves.
"Deep breathes, deep breathes." I kept on murmuring to myself.
The doorbell rang, signaling that he is here, running back to my room for one last check, while my heels click-clacked against the floor. Taking a glance in the mirror, I grabbed my clutch and paused once my hand was on the door knob, exhaling I opened the door.
He stood there with a bouquet of flowers in his hands, looking all ravishing in the black suit. Neither of us uttered a word. Our eyes did all the talking; we shamelessly let our eyes wander, over each other. It felt as if we are memorizing each other. Our eyes locked, there was something in his eyes, which drew me towards him, a feeling in his eyes, and I couldn't put my finger on.
His phone pinged, snapping us back to reality; quickly we dropped our gaze to the floor, giving each other a sheepish grin. He passed me the bouquet and I excused myself to put them in the vase.
I could feel his eyes following me, following my every move. I noticed it and swayed my hips a bit, which in turn i was rewarded with his mouth slightly agape and a sharp breath intake. once i was done, i grabbed my clutch and faced him. he quickly composed himself, and cleared his throat. I bit the insides of my cheek to prevent myself from smiling, and it made me think If i had an effect on him.
