Romeo And Cinderella

"Do you have any idea how scared I was?You are a bitch. He could have raped you! DO YOU EVEN CARE?" he shouted, making me cover my ears.

"It doesn't matter if I care or not, the question is why do you care?" I asked him coldly. I was just having some fun with that guy. I don't remember his name, but Sam was over reacting.

"I.. I love you. I love you alot, Sarah. I always have, from the moment I saw you" he admitted yelling. To say I was shocked was an understatement. I just stared at him. Looking straight into his eyes, I could tell he was not lying. But he can't. I can't. Love. He can't love me. This is wrong.

I just turned and started walking, away from him. Balling my fists to control my anger. I could hear his shouts from behind but he made a mistake. He wasn't supposed to love, when we started this.. I don't know what we had between us. We were definitely more than friends but less than couple.

As I reached home, I quickly locked myself up in my room before taking off my black leather jacket. Laying on my bed with a short black skrit is not at all comfortable but I have more important things to think about rather than changing into comfortable clothes.

I checked my phone. 14 missed calls and 5 messages. All from Sam. I just read those messages, too stubborn to reply.

-Did you reach home safely?

- I am sorry Sarah.

-Pick up my call.

-You are making me worried. Just reply.

-I love you.

I just stared hard at the last message. Does he really love me? He is changed, he is acting like those cliché hopeless romantics. The first time I met him was in a club at late night, he was so cool at that time. I was there to get my mind off something and drinks do that thing best. He was surrounded by those slutty clingy girls, they were all over him. Yes, he was dazzling, actually just breath taking and he knew it, there was arrogance in his eyes. Girls were trying to grab his attention while, he just waved them off, before coming besides me to buy me a drink. Like Miss Attitude that I am, I just ignored him but he won over me with a pickup line. And I am telling you it was not at all romantic, it made me laugh. He was first one to make me laugh in two months. I guess that's how it started.

I said, 'I don't talk to strangers' and he was like, 'I am no stranger. Your children are gonna refer me as dad'

It just happened, I don't know how or why but it did. We started hanging out, holding hands, kissing, clubbing but there were never feelings involved. Neither me nor did he ever mentioned love or a tiny crush, for the matter. But never did he stopped our friends when they called us 'soul mates'. He was trying to move on, from Alexia, his unreasonable ex girlfriend. She left him, just like that. No reasons, no explanations. It was easy to be with him. He understood, everything I never said or did. Unlike my over possessive ex boyfriend. Yes he was my rebound, I was his. We both knew it.

There were times when we cuddled watching movies. I made him watch chick flicks while he wanted to watch some action or horror movie. 'Your wish, my order Princess' he would say giving up. I miss the times when I fell asleep in his arms. Why did he have mess up things? Love, seriously?

Even though I was with him, he couldn't ignore the charms that other ladies held. Sometimes, he would just walk over and start making out with a random girl. Later, it was fun to watch him trying to get away from her. She would want a serious relationship while everyone knew he just wanted to have some fun. This was the time I would save him. Call me his Savior! We would give them a show, the way that we kissed - those fierce, demanding kisses - were enough for them to back out. They would get the signal, he was mine. But only he and I knew that wasn't true.