I hate you, I love you - Simbar (Completed)

Part 5

Part 5

Simón's POV

When I pull into the driveway of the mansion, I realize Ámbar is asleep. She looks so peaceful, so calm, nothing like the boiling Ámbar who was screaming at me just 10 minutes ago. Sleeping Ámbar is different from any other Ámbar. There is no evil in her face, no plotting, no worrying about being the best or anything like that. She would look like an angel, if it weren't for the consequences of the rain. Which makes me remember I can't stay here looking at her. I need to wake her and take her inside. She needs a tea and a warm bath as soon as possible, or at least to get out of her wet clothes.

I take my hand to her face, caressing her cheek, trying to wake her smoothly. No response. I lean closer to her, stroking the wet locks from her face and whisper "Ámbar we are here..."

She smiles still asleep, then blinks and opens her eyes. So beautiful and blue. Her peaceful features turn into confused ones while she returns to a sitting position.

"Hey... We arrived the mansion. Let's get you inside." I whisper.

She shakes her head, probably clearing her thoughts and embraces herself with my coat, then taking her hand to the zipper.

"No, no... Keep it until we get inside, okay?" She nods, agreeing.

"Thank you..." She agrees, her voice weak and rusty. She looks outside and then turns quickly to me.

"Can you.. Uh... Forget it..."

"What is it, Ámbar?" I ask, placing my hand in her shoulder but quickly retracting it.

"I don't want them to see me like this..." She admits looking down and sniffs.

I chuckle and her eyes come back to my face. "I knew it... Just let me..." She raises her eyebrows, attitude filling her whole self. She didn't like my reaction and places her hand on the door knob. I grab her other hand.

"Ámbar, don't take me wrong. I wasn't laughing at you; I was just laughing because you are being silly! You don't, I mean you can't be perfect all the time! And those people won't judge you for being caught up with the rain..."

She shrugs and nods. "You are right. I should probably get going. Thanks for bringing me." She sadly smiles. I frown and raise my eyebrows as well. "Oh no, Ms. Ámbar not so fast! I am personally taking you inside and making sure you don't do anything else stupid."

She smirks and this time her smile reaches her eyes. She reaches for the door knob again. "No! Wait!" I exclaim making her freeze in her place.

I grab the umbrella from the back seat and jump outside, running to the passenger door.

I open it and a radiant smile brightens up her face.

She steps outside and gets under the umbrella with me. I pick up her bag and she silently thanks me.

I made sure not to park far from the door so in a matter of seconds we are there.

Ámbar's POV

I pick the bag from Simón and unzip one of the pockets, taking the keys out. I open the door and Simón follows me inside. Luna who is sitting on the couch turns to us.

"Ámbar!? Simón!?" She exclaims and gets up, heading towards us.

"Oh My... You are soaking wet!" She states, covering her mouth with her hands in surprise. "What happened to you guys?"

"I found her when I was driving home and gave her a lift." Simón replies, shrugging. He acts like it was no big deal, as if it was as simple as he states.