Hide and Seek

Chapter 16 - I Think I Forgot How to Breathe

"I have a question for you" I turned back

"yeah, ask" he was tying his shoe

"Why are you following me?" I asked him as pure surprise was written on his face

then he stood up finishing off tying his shoe laces walked closer

"and why are you avoiding me?" he asked me skipping my question

"answer me" I demanded

"answer me first" he disgreed

"I asked first so-"

"shut up" he pulled me closer to him

butteflies..can you not

then I fucking blushed like a tomato

more than a tomato actually...

what should I say now?

what should I do?

the distance between us was an extremely thin line

I think I forgot how to breathe...

then he cupped my cheek and raised my face by lifting my chin and I met his shiny blueish-grey eyes, they were more of grey which I loved

then my phone rang and vibrated in my back pocket

"sorry" I backed away and took my phone out of my back pocket and answered the call

"Chiara Ramirez Ferragni?" someone asked

"yes I am Chiara Ramirez Ferragni" I rolled my eyes and shook my head mimicking the caller

then Ezreal hid a laugh

"Greetings Mrs.Ferragni"

and by that I turned to concentrate on what he has to say

"You have some stuff your parent sent you from rome,italy to here NYC, and by telling you now, you have to come and claim it" he explained as I nod

then as soon as he was done I put my phone back in my back pocket immeditaly thinking..

what would have happened if I haven't recieved this call now

why did it interrupt whatever I was in.

"sorry Ezreal I have to go claim some stuff my parents sent" I apologized and turned around and walked to my car and put the ignition key then the car roared as I see Ezreal getting in his car, then I drove off and his car and the university faded on my car mirror

"let's see if the crap I have to claim is worth" I sped up

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then when I was there I was handed a big carton box

then I walked quickly to my car with that heavy box and placed it on the floor and opened the car trunk and placed it there

then I opened the box

"ohhhh my booooks that I asked for, I love my books...I had a whole relaxing corner in my room just for reading, gaaash with homemade cookies" I was too happy and excited

then I slammed the car trunk lid down and ran to the door and drove back home excited to unpack the books and eat a cookie

this cookie is heaven on earth...

I seem like I am someone who never tasted cookies

well,  all the cookies in the world are nothing compared to mom's homemade cookies, they even can't be compared