Life was normal for Alliot. At 21 years old she's working as an intern at Woods Industries as the personal assistant to CEO of Woods Industries, Ms Hunter-Woods while trying to juggle her final year in college as well. Suddenly one night her life ch...
"What? Oh Alli, I'm so sorry! When? How's your mom coping? Are you oka..." I covered his mouth to stop him from firing more questions at me and as a result causing him to mumble incoherently and lick my palm to which i quickly removed my palm and wiped my now spit-y palm on his cheek with grimace. He chuckled at my reaction and I slapped him playfully smiling up at him though it doesn't reach my eyes.
I clear my throat and explain to him, "Hayden he's dead, well to me, metaphorically speaking; he's not 6 feet under. He is very much still breathing I can assure you. As for how mom's coping...She's seen better days and as for me, I've cried a river and built a bridge and got over it." I shrugged nonchalantly.
Hayden looks adorably confused at me with his eyebrows creased and his quizzical beautiful chocolate brown eyes pleading for me to explain.
"He just one day decided to leave our sorry butts and marry some rich woman and have a new daughter to replace me." I said matter-of-factly.
"Wow..." Hayden said breathlessly with his head cast down.
"How long has it been? Since you saw him...?"
"About 10 years ago. Kel, my replacement, was around six when her mom decided that she didn't want me in their lives anymore and my dad just went with it. He didn't put up a... a fight." I chocked as another traitor tear slipped from my eye. Hayden caught it and pulled me into his arms and that just unleashed 10 years worth of unshed tears. Hayden let me cry in peace although his shirt was now getting as wet as the rain forest.
After a while, I sobered up. "Well things got real heavy real quick huh?" I said with a humourless chuckle.
"Yeah well that's what happens when you have too much dirty martini's with a side of tequila..." Hayden sighed
"hey I didn't order a side of tequila...unless..." I said as I came into realisation. I shot Hayden my most deadliest glare that I could master in my drunken state.
"Oops?" he said with a questioning look and a smirk I could slap right of his handsome face.
"You hot son of a pumpkin! Why?" I exclaimed with my hands flaying everywhere.
"I thought you needed a little boost of cheerfulness brought to you by tequila..." he said in a commercial type of voice with a wink at the end. I laughed at his boyish stupidity. "So that's how you jump in to girls' panties huh?" I said while wiping a tear that fell during me laughing hysteria. "Well it always seems to work milady but apparently not with you." He chuckled then he stared at me intensely with an emotion I still couldn't figure out, his eyes seemingly sparkling and a small smile playing on his lips.
"Pfft, I'm immune to your bad boy playboy charms" i said sticking my nose in the air like those fancy Brits do. He laughs at my stupidity, "And so it seems". He continues staring at me then lightly caresses my cheek and I lean into his touch. As soon as I did that he quickly removed his hand as if my skin burned him and his eyes became cold and distance; void of any emotion unlike how they've been the whole night.
"What's wrong Hay..."
"Nothing... Uh... I have to go now." He said cutting me mid question and hastily getting up from my couch.
"No stay! I mean... it's late anyway and you're probably tired so you shouldn't be driving in that state. Plus I remember you nursing a tequila too while talking to me at the bar." I said hurriedly grabbing his hand before he could move any further, sending an unfamiliar tingly sensation throughout my arm.
He looked hesitant for a moment at my suggestion then sighed and sat down on my couch again. "Fine but what shall we do to kill the time because neither of us are that tired to fall asleep?" he said.
"Well..."
30 minutes later...
"You sure about this?" Hayden asked uncertainty and nervousness written all over his face.
"Oh hush up Clyde! The worst that could happen is me ending up fired and that's if she finds out it was me." I said grinning evilly and rubbing my hands like the villains do in the movies.
"Clyde?" He asked confused at the nickname I just gave him.
"Well since you are the epitome of the bad boy himself, why not?" I shrugged.
"Well I guess you're the Bonnie to my Clyde then sweetheart."
A/n: Cute right? Totally having the feels. Tell me what you think about the chapter and what you think these two are up to. Person who gets the guess right gets a shout out in the next chapter!
Question of the chapter: What's the weirdest pet name you have ever gotten?
