Irina's POV
"All done!" I clapped my hands and appreciated the cleaning and organising work that I just finished. Incredible. What do you think brain? I askedNice work but I'm too tired from just sitting here and watching. Let's get something to eat, Mr. Stomach is growling and its voice is making me sick.
Going right away.
I walked to the living room again. Jake was watching tv and well rather than that he was wearing glasses and was reading a newspaper. I blushed a little but got myself back to reality.
"Hey there" he said waving at me. Come on, you are not that far away you don't need to wave.
"Hey" I said awkwardly.
"So, do you need something?" He asked, averting his eyes from the newspaper to me.
"Food" I replied and sat next to him. He flinched a bit but soon removed his glasses and kept it on the coffee table in front of us.
"Alright, just wait for sometime" he said and walked to the right side of the living room. Oh! So there is the kitchen. I walked behind him, I want to know this apartment, it is mine as well after all. Nah! Not totally but he offered the offer. After a little walk we reached the kitchen. It was white and white and well, white. It was shining very brightly even in the dim lights and I kinda felt the urge of wearing sunglasses so I did it. I wore sunglasses that are always kept in my jeans and entered inside. Jake started making food. Wow! This guy knows to cook.
He chopped the vegetables and put them in the cooker like a ninja. He gazed at me.
Stareeeee!
Wait, why is he staring at me and why does his stare have a sound. I shifted uncomfortably but after a limit held him by his collar. He was taken aback by my actions and I did saw a bit of redness on his cheeks. Did he just blushed? He caught my hand and pinned me to the fridge. We stood only merely away. God! This can't be happening.
"Miss. Perfectionist" he whispered. His grip was actually a bit too tight but I refused to show any pain. I got out from his grip which was obviously a little difficult since, I didn't had anything except for a pizza from morning.
"Your finger prints are obviously not too likeable for me" I said, fixing my dress. He just realised and looked at my wrists. There were his fingerprints clearly visible on it.
"Well, it's not my fault that your skin is so smooth and milky" he replied with a smile. He is the only one able to make me blush. Looking at my expression his smile widen.
"The food will be ready in a little while so till that time I want to talk" Jake said grabbing a chair from his side and sitting on it. I sat on the kitchen island. I CANT say no. I had to hold my end of the bargain
"What do you want to talk about Mr. Stalker?" I asked swinging my legs.
"Do guys drool over you?" He asked. Now what kind of a question is that?
I rolled my eyes "No" I replied.
"Why not?" He asked, confused. I was surprised.
"Why should they?" I chuckled. Why will anyone want to drool over me. I'm just a topper with average height and body.
"You mean you don't know?" Jake asked looking shocked for a moment. What does he mean?
"Know what?" I questioned back.
"Don't know you're the most beautiful girl on the campus. For me at least" he replied with a smirk. There was truth in his eyes. He meant every word he said. How sweet of him but then I realised, he is teasing me.
"Stop making fun of me!!" I yelled. He kept staring me with that stupid stare sound. I kept hitting on his chest but I kept it at a limit so it won't hurt him. He caught my hands and looked into my eyes. I kept gazing into his eyes, they were so beautiful. Then before I knew it, Jake removed the ring from my finger that I was wearing and started running everywhere. I ran behind him. Unfortunately if there is anyone in the entire school who can compete with me then it is Jake. He is an expert of martial arts just like me. He was first rank last year. I stood second after him. He is amazing but irritating at the same time. He slipped my ring in his pocket.
"Oh-oh! You've got to fight me if you want the ring back" Jake challenged.
"I'm up. What's the fight about?" I asked with confidence and anger both in my life.
"Pillow fight!" He yelled and thew a pillow at me. It hit me but a picked it up and thew it at him. He caught it and smirked in victory.
"I caught it. Now I want appreciation" he joked.
"I hate you Jake!!" I screamed and took all the pillow. I threw all of them at him and one pillow hit him.
"Yay!" I yelled in victory but then an aroma of something burning filled the atmosphere. Shit! The food is burning!
Jake realised it as well and so ran ahead of me. By the time I reached the kitchen, Jake had already thew the food. How is he so fast!? The thought irritated me and I pouted.
"Your pout is adorable but unfortunately your so perfect food has burnt Miss. Perfectionist" Jake sighed.
"Let's order something" Jake said and dialled a number and ordered whatever he ordered. I was too busy texting Jane during that time so I didn't listen.
After sometime there was ring at our doorbell and I opened the door. It was a guy about my age in a delivery uniform and smirked at me. Jake came ahead and stood ahead of me. He was acting protective, it was weird but sweet at the same time.
"Here's your bill. Don't ever eye her again" I raised my eyebrow at his sudden comment. The guy gave him the food and he closed the door.
"Hey, you look pissed off" it was my turn to irritate him.
"Whatever. Let's have dinner now. After that you should sleep" Jake said. I rolled my eyes. He is my stalker!
We had a dinner with our usual irritating conversations and then went to sleep. It had been only a day and I feel quite comfortable with Jake. He is irritating and my stalker but he can be a good friend actually. I slipped into my pyjamas and went to sleep. I didn't wanted to study so, I preferred sleeping. Just waiting for tomorrow to arrive.
A/N
Just wanted to know how is the story so far. It took a lot of hard work so please give me a vote if you liked the chapter. I don't really have much to say but I was really very curious about writing an author's note.Wait for the next update now lovelies.
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