Loving Him

9

@GarimaPandey6 @AngelaGray9 @sunflowerVabe 's comments made me want to update more so here is capitolo nove!

9 - The date

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Isabella

I let Lucas lead me back into the backstage, to the hallway full of busy people leading to the dressing room the company reserved especially for me.

Well I didn't really have any choice seeing as he is still holding my hand in his firmly, our fingers intertwined.

I try to not let the tingles I felt get to me when he held my hand in his own. But I couldn't help but think of how cute our hands fit together, just like puzzle pieces being put together. And how unbothered I am that he's holding my hand, a man I barely knew yet it somehow felt natural to me.

I was getting carried away.

I don't know how he knew exactly where to go. Its seems like he knows this place like the back of his hand, as if he's already been here before.

Was he actually here for someone else?

Isn't he here for me?

I should've known. I was overthinking again and assuming things on my own.

I don't even know why I was hoping that he's here for me and that he actually liked me.

Why am I even thinking about him like this?

Do I like him?

I didn't even realized that I stopped walking until I felt my arm being jerked forward. Because of the unexpected force and my absentmindedness I slipped and tripped on my own two feet and before I know it I was falling forward.

I shut my eyes tightly and braced myself for the pain that I know will come, but open my eyes again when I felt nothing and felt hands on my waist instead helping me to stand back on my feet.

"Woah are you okay?"

Thank God he caught me. I don't think I can handle anymore embarrassment today.

If it hadn't been for Lucas' hold on my waist steadying me I would have already kissed the floor.

If that had happened, I don't think I could ever show my face to Lucas again.

"I-I'm sorry I was just thinking of something"

I said sheepishly, giving him a small smile.

But he doesn't smile back, he just looks at me seriously. Worry still in his eyes.

"I'm sorry for pulling you I didn't realize that you stopped walking. I should have walked slower for you I-"

I cut him off by grabbing his face in my hands and pulling it down closer to my face. Not really realizing just how close his face was to mine, our nose almost touching each other's.

"No no it isn't your fault! Don't blame yourself it was just my clumsiness, you don't have to worry. It happens all the time"

I tried to laugh it off hoping he would lighten up and laugh too, but his face didn't change at all it was still serious as ever.

When he didn't speak and his face remained passive and continued to stare at me I got nervous and rambled on, not noticing that the more I said the darker his face got.