The Unsaid (on hold)

Je Sais Contente!

Kiss!
A bone-weakening, heart-melting, mouth-devouring damn kiss! And the worst part? It felt so real. They were both startled and totally taken aback. They briskly broke apart and callously fell on the opposite ends of the sofa.

'Phew!'
'Woah! That was pretty intense, Bells. For a moment, I really thought you'd burst your dams. And I totally couldn't comprehend whether you were really acting.'
'Well.... Thanks for the compliment! You were no less either. The way you glared at me through the lines, I wondered if that really was you. I mean, you are so carefree and jolly all the time. And that was so very intense. You almost gave me goosebumps!'
'I didn't mean to terrify you! I'm sorry.'
'Chill! Antonio. That kiss wasn't terrifying, by the way.'
'Well.... Then.... How was it like? You know, just taking reviews. It's fine if it was awkward. I'm open to criticism.'
'Yeah! More like constructive criticism? Well, I've gotta say. You. Are. A. Great. Kisser.'
'Was that really sarcasm dripping from your voice, or am I hallucinating, Isabella? Was it that bad?'
Isabella laughed, 'Just kidding. It was good. I mean, it just felt really real.'
'Real...I'll take that for now. But we cannot do anymore of that, except when we perform or practice the play.'
'Okay, that was weird!', Isabella squirmed, sitting straight.
'Look, Bella-', Antonio slid to her side of the sofa and enveloped her hands with his. '- I'm really sorry but I'm seeing someone, right now. And I am happy with her. Happy.You are a really nice person and you're beautiful and you are dedicated and passionate. Any guy would crave for a girl like you. But maybe I'm just not that fateful guy. I like you very much but only as a great companion whom I can talk about all the shit. Shit, which I can't even talk to my girlfriend about. Like Marvel. You are my best friend in town. You ar-'
'Woah! Woah! Antonio..... Take a break. Where did all this come from?', she spoke, utterly confused. Antonio just stared.
'Oh. My. God. You thought I had feelings for you, didn't you?', Isabella withdrew her hand, astonished.
'Yes! I-'
'That's the reason, why you felt uneasy when I offered you to do this play thing at my place?', Isabella asked, realisation dawning over her face.
'Yes! No! I mean yes. That was one of the reasons.', Antonio said, shrugging.
'My goodness. Hahaha!'
Isabella laughed loud on his face and stood up, going round in the kitchen. Her hard laughs, now subsided with coughs. She poured herself a glass of water, coughing like a maniac. Antonio walked up to her, patted her back slowly as she gulped the water in the most unladylike manner. 'You alright?', Antonio asked with a concerned look on his face. 'Yes! Why?', Isabella asked. 'What why?', Antonio asked, confused. 'I mean, why on earth, did you feel like I was hitting on you?', Isabella asked, biting her lips hard to stop herself from bursting into another pang of hysteria. 'Ummm... I always goof around you, making silly comments, flirting and spend a lot of time with you. So, I thought, maybe, you got the wrong idea out of it and asked me out to your place, for deciding about the play, even if we could have just done it at the university itself. And then you commented about, how the kiss felt real, even if it was an act. That counts as a hint for me too. I never meant to give away the wrong instincts to you. And I-', before he could go any further, Isabella again burst out into squeals of laughter and jitters. Antonio flushed.
'Oh! God, my stomach hurts.', Isabella said clasping her inconspicuous tummy. 'Antonio, you're so cute when you are dumbfounded.', she continued, pinching his cheeks. 'Oww! First, you laugh so much at me. Next, you pinch my cheeks, like I am a little kid. Not Fair!', Antonio said, pouting. 'Hihihi... Well, don't worry. I am not going to be on the list of your friend-zoned secret admirers. I invited you to my place because I wanted you to see my place "as a friend". And about the comment about the kiss, the thing should have gone like this, "it felt really real, despite the fact that we were fake-kissing, which shows your great acting skills, rather I'd say, faking skills", My Dearest "FRIEND".', Isabella said stressing on "friend" each time. 'Wow! Now you are teasing me. I feel like the friend-zoned lover, rather than the other way round.', Antonio whined. 'You are being punished for your false speculation, my friend.', Isabella teased again. 'Okay! Okay! I'm sorry. Are we fine? Like.... I don't have to worry about our friendship being at stake?', Antonio asked, looking modestly at her. 'No! We are totally, surely, absolutely fine!', Isabella genuinely said this time. 'Phew! I was really worried.', Antonio sighed. 'Don't! You will always be my best Marvel buddy.', Isabella said pulling him into an embrace. 'Best Buddy!', Antonio whispered, holding her close by him. They broke apart, at the sound of the phone ringing.

Isabella's PoV :-

Ring! 02-83-561...
Rosalie...
'Excuse me!', I excused myself from Tony and took the call.
'Hey Rose!'
'Hi! What took you so long?', she squealed, from the other side.
'Sorry, I was in the middle of something. What's it?'
'I can't decide between a few dresses. Need your help to choose the right ones..... Hey! Vic. That's a nice one too..... One more option added, Bells. Help me with your great taste in fashion.', she pleaded.
'Well okay! I can help you only if I go through your choices. So, how about you video call me?'
'Great! I'll call you in a few minutes. I'll go through the dresses once again and get back to you.', she agreed.
'Okay then! I'll be waiting for the call.'
She hanged up.
I need to save her number. Huh! My phone has gone nuts... So many numbers are deleted.
I quickly saved her number, walking towards my friend.
That reminds, I also lost his contact. And that idiot hadn't sent me a message, as promised.
'When were you planning to give me your number? Or were you hesitant, thinking that I might call you at night, for not-so-friendly purposes?', I snapped at him. Teasing or mad? Well... whichever you seem you sound more fake in....
Less fake in... Stupid!
Stupid,Am I?
Yes! Yes, you are. Darn it!
Now stop fighting me and get back to the job in hand.
'Ummm.... I'm so sorry! I completely forgot.', he genuinely apologised.
'Well, what are you waiting for? Spit it out, come on.'
' 02-85-482.' , he said, while I typed it on the contacts register of my stupid phone.
You should get a new phone, babe.
Yeah! Goes right into my to-do list. But as of now, I had something more important of a job to do!
~Drumrolls~
Time to snorkel into Mr. Antonio Thomas Bradley's love life.
You are the most evil piece of a nasty sea adventure novel, aren't you? Yes, baby! Snorkeling is so my thing! Except for the fact that I dive into the darker deeper secrets, rather the dark deep ocean. But that counts, doesn't it. Yeah! Totally!

'So, Antonio~~~', I started, rubbing my palms, smirking evilly.

Get into action!!!
Atta girl!!!!

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Some big connections are going to be revealed in the next chapter. How are you visualising Antonio's love interest to be like? Expecting a new character, are you?
Wait for the big reveal.

Not too patient?

I'll give you some hints...

Do the Ping! and Ring! give anything away?

No? Well then, I guess you have to wait for the next chapter.

X.O.X.O.

Deepshikha *grinning evilly*