2'o'clock. I shifted on my left arm and pulled the quilt up to my face. Now i can't breathe. I pulled the quilt down again and sat in my bed. I glanced again at the clock, 2.12 in the morning and i still can't sleep.
The very sole reason of this was him. His number written on a chit with his own hands is kept safely under my pillow . I haven't touched it since i kept it there five hours ago. I don't want the scent of him on the paper to go away.
2.20 am: still staring my pillow. . .
2:30 am: Still deciding whether to pick up the number that is under my pillow. . .
2.40 am: I pulled out the chit and i am still staring at the number of my hero, still unsuire what to do with it,. . .
2.50 am : I took out my cell phone and delicately dial in his digits. . . .
3.00 am: I HIT DIAL !
ringing...
ringing...
ringi.
"-what the fuck Alex, i told you not to call me again. See the time bro, it (pause) fucking 3 in the morning!what do you wnat? "
It was his voice. Enrique iglesias voice. Normally his normal voice drives everyone crazy, but this was beyond perfection. His voices was definetly sleepy and husky. I can already hear my stomach squirming. He was yelling. For what i didn't quite comprehend because his voice captured the whole me first.
"You there bro? or can i go back to slee-" he snapped again. Oh MY GOD!
"Enrique?" i whispered, not even sure he heard.
"Excuse me? "
"Its me" i said a little loudly.
He was silent for some minutes but then he said, : who?" i can just feel him smiling.
"i am sorry if i disturbed you, goodnight" i said hurridely. Embarrased.
"NO WAIT" he spoke and was evidently laughing at my awkwardness. "i know who you are. i remember you."
I was quiet. Not sure what to say next. He definetley misunderstood me. so humiliating.
He might've guessed my quietness that he continued speaking ,"You're the same girl from the bar i kissed today yea?"
DAMN HE SPOKE IT WITH SO MUCH EASE. AND DAMN HE REMEMBER ME> AND DAMN HIM FOR MENTIONING THAT KISS.
"you there?" he asked again.
"yea?" i answered numbly
"Did i scare you?" Enrique said poiltely.
i gave a nervous laugh. " How can you 'scare' me? you just make me..."
"come on it was fun" he said laughing. DAMN HIS VOICE TOO !!
"was it?" surprised, i asked him .
"sure yess" I'll die if he says something next. I was quiet and then all of a sudden i was like,
"can we meet again?" i asked with all the courage i could muster.
"now?" he asked clearly smirking on the phone.
"no- no whenever you want." i was so embarrsed and as soon as i asked him ,i regret it. But he is king, he knows how to surprise you next,
"gimmi your address"
"WHAT" , shock was understatement right now.
"i said give.me.your.address." he spoke each word slowly.
