Manual of The Forbidden ➡ Irwin

Chapter 5.

"C'mon Dawn, I know you met someone, your eyes are telling me so." she insisted smiling even more.

Her sky blue eyes sparkled with curiosity.

"Well... Mmm... Yes and no," I mumbled nervously.

"Yes and no? How is that?" she asked.

"I did met someone, he really overwhelmed me but..."

"But what?"

"I can't say he was like "especial"." I said making quotation marks with my fingers.

"But, why not?"

"Sharon, you know I don't believe in love at first sight," I sighed.

"Yes, but, you know what? With Ashton was love at first sight." she seemed spaced-out for a second like she got lost in the memory, "where did you meet this boy?" she asked suddenly.

"Mmm... It was.." I mumbled while I was thinking in something clever to come out with, "it was in the plane."

"Did he sit next to you?" she asked full of hope, her curiosity seemed to never end.

"Mmm..." I remember how Ashton sat next to me while I was waiting for Sharon to arrive "something like it." I laughed.

"Do you want to tell me?"

"No, not really, it isn't important at all, he was just some attractive guy, I mean how many sexy european guys I can find here." and it was true, Ashton was just a pretty face, in a crowd of beauty, besides, I couldn't make up a story of an inexistent guy just because I'm afraid to tell her her boyfriend it's the hottest thing I've seen since I arrived here in Venice.

"I'm really tired Shar, where's my bed?" I asked tiredly.

"Bedroom," she corrected me and then smiled, "it's over there," she pointed at the white door at her right at the end of the hall, "tomorrow will be phenomenal, sleep well."

"You too." I said back.

"I can't believe you're here!" she squealed exited, more to herself than to me, "I love you!" she said.

"I love you too." I said carrying my luggage to the room Sharon made me.

I entered the room, it was medium sized, not so big, not so small, was ideal for me.

The bed was at the other side o the room, in the corner, next to the window, there also was a small wooden desk, and a wardrobe.

I opened the little suitcase and I took my camera and took a picture of the room.

I threw my luggage in a corner of the room and I set carefully my camera in the desk.

I was like too tired to organise my clothes right now.

I jumped inside of the bed and I started thinking in all the things that happened today, and a face was brought to my head, It was gorgeous as an angel's face, but that face didn't belong to me.

But why was I thinking of him in first place?. But the idea of them not knowing each other so well to say 'I love you' made me crack a quiet laugh.

I was jealous, since my last boyfriend, only assholes had been in my heart, and Sharon had found someone that isn't the kind of guy I used to be with.

But behind that laugh, was fear, of her heart breaking for the second time, she suffered a lot with her first and I didn't want that to happen again, that was my fear about.

Or that was what I thought.

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A/N

I took long in updating, I was really busy sorry

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