His Internship In Paris

Chapter Three

Neela's POV

My eyes flutter open to see my surroundings. The first thing my eyes caught was the ceiling as the ceiling fan was rotating swiftly. The bright sun directly shone. The sunlight forthrightly slapping me in the face causing me to wince my vision's a blur and I blink my eyes a couple of times before I could limpid recall where I was.

I was in my house, in my room. My head was heavy from all the drinking last night at the party. But how did I get here?

My stomach growls and I put my hands in my mouth with the sudden urge to throw up. I quickly head to the bathroom to throw up & not make any mess on the floor or anywhere.

After throwing up all the junk from last night I freshen up and take a long warm shower and drink a cup of black coffee to get rid of laziness and hangover from last night. I apply some makeup and start up the radio to listen to the KrisFade Show on Virgin Radio which is my absolutely my favorite show on the radio. The host of the show Kris Fade individually makes numerous folks' morning and helps them win to prizes and tonnes of money by playing simple games and testing the general knowledge of the public. The KrisFade Show is also co-hosted by two of his close friends, whom only further add fun to the show.

I sat on my bed leaning against the wall sitting with my legs crossed with a pillow over my thighs and unlocking my phone to check for any notifications.

As I was replying to the messages, my eyes caught a piece of paper that was on my bedside table. I reach forward to read it.

Hi, Good Morning!.

"Thank you, beautiful. I hope you had a good sleep, Do you remember last night? Last night was one of the best nights I had in years. Now that I know you don't have a date for prom. Will you go to the prom with me?

If it's a yes then come to place where you know I will be this evening. Guess?

- Sam.

How could I forget about last night? I touched my lips with my index finger tracing my lips. I felt my lips quiver as I remembered the kisses last night that seems to put me in a trance. I bit my lips hard to stop quivering.

He was very gentle and caring. Not to mention how hot and striking features he has. That sharp jawline and the intense gaze he has on me, that makes me weak in the knees. His soft and smooth lips that got me last night. Albeit the night was severely cold, I felt hot under his touch. Maybe I was drunk last night after the first kiss we had I sobered up quickly. I blushed hard and he kinda did too I guess. He was blushing back at the coffee house.

I thought he had a date for the prom. I guess he does not now. Maybe he hid the fact he had and blew it off laughing when I had asked him.

Yes, I want to go to prom with him. At least he's better than the jerk Damien. Much better I would say. How dare he kissed Nancy? He didn't even stop kissing despite seeing me standing in front of them and watching them. It hurt me. I felt left out and alone. If it hadn't been for Sam last night I don't know what I would've done?

"Where the hell have you been last night? My mom barges in through the door glares at me.

"I went to party remember." I tilt my skull at her. "How long were you there? When did you get in the house? Who were you with last night? Did you read my missed calls? Why you didn't call back?"