The Fangirl Swirl

11 : Moving on?

I woke up the next morning and gulped hard at the thought of previous evening. I won't deny the fact that I wanted it to happen but I think it would be wrong to think that Robert wanted it too. I feel like he's regretting whatever happened.

He's a grown up man and certainly likes to hang out with woman, not a kid like me. Atleast that's what he probably thinks of me, just a kid.

I get up from the bed and get ready in my pyjamas. I don't have any plans today so I might as well stay at home and overthink. That's what I'm best at. But what about Robert? Is he still there? Is he sleeping? Is he awake? Has he left already?

I make my way out of my room and see from the distance that the door of the guest room where he slept is open widely and there's no one inside. That means he left already. Its better. I didn't know how to face him anyways.

I move downstairs heading towards the kitchen. A small scream escaped my throat and I jumped in surprise when I saw a man standing at the kitchen counter cooking something.

Hearing my scream, he turned around to look at me. There's no surprise, no awkwardness on his face like mine.

"Good morning Stacy." His words coming out of his mouth in a raspy voice followed by a small smile.

I just nod and smile awkwardly. Going to the counter, I plopped down in one of the chairs. "What are you doing?" I ask.

"Making breakfast?" He replied which sounded more like a question.

"Yeah I can see that but why? I could've cooked myself" I say rolling my eyes.

"You could? Do you know cooking?" He had a crooked smile on his face. What is happening to this man. Why is he ignoring the fact that we literally kissed last night. He definitely regreats it.

I sigh at the thought. "Well no I don't! But whatever. You really don't have to do that. I'm sorry you had to stay yesterday because of me."

He flips the pancakes he had cooked into the plate and walks towards the counter sitting opposite to my chair with a bottle of blueberry syrup in his other hand.

I look at him figuring out how he can be so normal. I'm like an awkward potato right now goddamnit.

"Why are you sorry? We're friends right? You don't need to be." He says casually pouring the syrup on the pancakes and hands it over to me.

"Thankyou." I say and look down. Guess, we'll never talk about that. Fine.

"Listen Stacy, we need to talk about yesterday. I'm sorry okay? I shouldn't have done it. It was a mistake" he says looking down avoiding any kind of eye contact.

Oh so now he got back his memory of last night? I knew it. See? He's sorry. He said he shouldn't have done that. He clearly regrets it. I immediately feel tears forming in my eyes. I try to hide them away looking out the kitchen window.

"Its alright Robert. You're right. It was a mistake." I say quoting his words.

"Uhm I- I should get going. I have a shoot today." He says getting up and in a few seconds he was out of the house.

I go and throw myself on the couch crying my heart out. I knew I shouldn't have felt anything more than a crush for him. I shouldn't have let my expectations grow. I should've known my limits and my worth. I'm nothing more to him than a friend...or maybe just a fan. But now I'm nothing to him.

ROBERT's POV.

I walk towards my car and get in. Banging my head on the steering wheel, I curse myself. The thing I was most afraid of came true. She regrets it. She doesn't feel anything for me. Why would she anyways? I'm just an old man for her. And now she probably thinks I'm a perv too.

I groan and drive away from her house to the way of my hotel. I lost her. I lost the one person that was finally making me smile. The person I started liking the second I laid eyes on. The person I found different from others. The person I am falling for.

*1 week later*

Its been one week since Robert and I last saw each other. My school has already started and I really hate it. I met Grace and told her everything that happened. She was surprised at first and didn't believe it but then eventually she gave in. She knows when I'm sad even when my lips are curled in a smile, she can tell that its fake.

I'm still not able to get the time, I spent with Robert, out of my head. Although it was for a very short period, it was the best period of my entire life.

He has probably even forgot about me and maybe left the town. I should also move on and remember only the good part of it like it was a good dream that is now over.

"C'mon Stacy, please come to the movies with us! That Dylan guy is totally into you and he's coming with us. Its atleast worth a shot." She whines. Apparently Dylan has gym class with us and I don't know what made him flirt with me. He's cute though. His blue ocean eyes gives perfect contrast to his brunette hair. He's friends with John who is Grace's boyfriend.

"Okay fine. I'll come." I sigh annoyingly.

"Yayyy!" Grace jumps up and down in excitement. I laugh.

I go home and get ready for the movies. Dylan is going to pick me up and then we're all going to meet at the mall. I hear my phone buzz and its a text from Dylan that he's waiting outside my home.

I rush down and go to his car. He hop in the car. He smiled at me and kissed my cheeks. Well that's a shock. I awkwardly smile and he starts driving.

I text Grace to ask her when will they reach only to find out that she isn't coming. What? You've gotta be kidding me.

"Uggghhh traitor" I groan loudly.

"What happened? Who's a traitor?" Dylan chuckles.

"Well, Grace and John won't be coming , god knows why! And the movie tickets are with Grace so we can't go to the movies! Isn't that wonderful!" I say sarcastically.

Dylan laugh. "Hmm...so why don't we just go to a diner and eat something. I don't waste such a beautiful evening with a gorgeous girl sitting beside me." He says winking.

I smile. My cheeks turning a light shade of pink. "Okay".

He stops his car in front of a diner and gets out of his car. I expected he would come and open the door for me but he didn't. If it was Rob-- anyways, I get down and we walk inside the diner. Its a small place and not much crowded. Its actually beautiful.

Dylan was talking to the waiter booking a table for us when my eyes found its way to a familiar body. The same lean and strong structure, the silky brown hair, the glasses that hide the pair of gorgeous puppy hazel brown eyes, the strong arms and the same unique dressing style. I gulp hard knowing exactly who it is.

My whole body started trembling making me go weak on my knees. He was sitting with a beautiful woman. She was looking stunning in her red dress. They were talking.

I didn't notice when the same pair of hazel eyes looked at me. He looked taken aback in surprise.

I look away from him. "Dylan I'm sorry I got to go. My mom texted me now calling me home. You can have your dinner. I'll see you tomorrow at school." I say and burst out of the diner with tears streaming down my eyes. I missed him.