When I get to the hotel, I park my car then walk out of it. As I close the door, I look randomly on my left, and I can Diana from the distance! What is she doing here? I think she lives in the building next to my hotel! Jackpot!
I thought of helping her with the bags, but she’ll probably think that I’m stalking her. That’s not good. But I really want to see her again, so I clear my head from thoughts and walk to her.
“Hey!” I shout, making her look in my direction.
“Hey!” She answers back. “What’re you, stalking me or something?”
That’s what I was afraid of.
“No, I actually live in this hotel for now” I say pointing to the hotel building.
“Oh cool. I live here” She says looking at her building.
“Here let me help you” I offer, picking up some bags.
Diana’s POV:
I get out of my car smiling for absolutely no reason, or maybe because I just met Justin freaking Bieber twice today. He actually helped me with my grocery, and he even offered to pay! This is crazy.
I walk to the back of my car and pick the trunk open, I start putting some of the bags closer to me, and I take a quick glance over my right shoulder, to see Justin walking towards me. I freeze in my place. What does he want?
“Hey!” He greets me. Does he always look so good?
“Hey” I say. “What’re you, stalking me or something?”
We both giggle. “No, I actually live in this hotel for now” He says pointing to the hotel building that I can see one right next to my building.
“Oh cool. I live here” I say looking at my building.
For a second, we stop there just looking at each other.
He quickly moves and grabs some of the bags from my trunk.
“Here, let me help you with these”
“Oh, thank you very much.” I couldn’t refuse his offer.
I grab some bags from the trunk and close it with my forearm. I turn around to see him walking to the lobby of the building. The way his arms are flexed, how he walks, his wide, muscular body. Ugh. I shake my head, getting away these un-holy thoughts out of my mind, then walk next to him.
Once we reach the door of the building, he stretches his arm out to grab the large door handle opening the door for me. I thank him as I get in.
We step a few stares and a small hallway until we reach the elevator. He pushes the “Up” button and waits back next to me.
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My Other Half
Teen FictionA story about two strangers, who fall in love. He would do anything to keep her for himself. Anything.
