Beautiful Imperfections

FIVE

We walked a reasonable distance together and then he said. "We can't be silent through out the whole walk."

"It's very perfect this way." To be very sincere.

"It'll be obviously fake."

"Well I've got nothing to say." I wasn't seeing him but I could feel the way he would roll his eyes.

"Is your hair natural?" What a nice start.

"Yeah from birth. Thanks to my grandma."

"It's really full like your whole scalp can't take everything." I removed his hand from my shoulder and he chuckled patting my head. "Just...maybe...I like it."

"Wow such a nice compliment."
"It's not a compliment...yet."

"Well that's the nicest thing you've ever said to me."
He chuckled and I was surprised.
"Why do you want me to be nice?"

"Not like I want you to but courtesy demands."
"Fuck courtesy."
"Wow why am I not surprised?"
He shrugged. "So what do you do during your free time?"

"I watch movies or football..."
"Football hmmm... what club do you support?"
"Manchester duhhh"
"At least you've got taste."
I paused. "Don't forget I'm the one who's doing you a favour so watch your mouth."

He chuckled for the third time. "Who's meant to watch whose mouth? You're the damn person to watch your mouth. Hepatitis isn't rare anymore."
I looked at him now. "Wow what an amazing advice?"

He just smiled and looked up. "We're just two houses to yours."

"Ok how do you know so much about me?"
"I like research."
"Keep your research thingy away from me." I raised my voice again and he frowned.
"Pearly, we shouldn't ruin this walk."

"Well it's already ruined." I said in rage. He was so annoying. "Let's just get to my house so she wouldn't even notice" and then it happened. Anytime I was really annoyed I'll just cry to relieve myself. I used my hair to cover my face but I knew that he noticed. I cleaned the tears with the back of my palm quickly. He was silent and so was I. I couldn't wait to get home.

We got to my house and i quickly got in. I didn't even turn back to say anything to him. I cleaned the tears and walked into the kitchen. I was the only one home so I just ate the sandwich my mom left earlier and slept.

My phone was blaring so loud that I woke up. It had rang three other times but I ignored them. It was a new number. I picked.
"Who the hell is this?"

"Oh hey Pearl. It's me from Jackson's..."

"Collins?"

"Yeah..."

"Why are you calling late?"

He laughed and I got disgusted. "Okay I am really sorry. I took my phone to the repairs. I didn't even go for the party."

"Oh sorry about that."

"Yeah. Are you busy this night?"

I rolled my eyes. I wasn't even in the mood after what that dickhead did to me. I thought I'll sleep over it but it was still fresh in memory. Not even an apology. Now Collins would suffer for Trevor's misdeeds.

"Look I'm really sorry. I'm not in the mood."

"Okay then. I totally understand. Maybe next time." His voice cracked. It wasn't my fault.
"Sure."
"Yeah." He cut the call.

I stood up from my bed to wash my face. I walked to the bathroom then I heard my mom call me.
"Mom I'll be right there." I shouted back and washed my face. When I came out of the bathroom I saw my mom in my room. I was confused.
"Uhh what's going on?"

She seemed desperate. "You've got a visitor."

I rose my brow. "Okay."

"You'll have to look better than that cause he's really handsome."
Woahh who could that be? I wore my jean gown and touched my hair a little. I followed my mum down the stairs and then I saw him.

"Haven't you had enough already?" I said to him. My mom was surprised. "Okay I'll just excuse you two." She said and left.

I started. "I would have just thrown you out of my house but you're lucky my mom likes you." My voice was as calm as possible. He looked really attractive in his black sweat shirt and trouser. I couldn't deny but I didn't want to admit.

He then asked. "Could we like go out and talk?"
Okay he must be joking. "And you thought I'll just easily say yes." My face was straight. I didn't want to express any emotions.

He stood up from the sofa and walked up to me.

"Normally I won't care about what I did this afternoon but.... I'm really restless. I really need to make this up to you."
"Trevor...."
"Pearly please. I've never begged anyone like this in my whole life."

I heaved. "I decided to walk with you this afternoon and it ended up in a disaster. I can't make thesame mistake."
He held my hand and looked into my eyes. "I'm here to make it up to you. You bailed me out of that psychopath and I hurt you. Come on I'll be a bastard if I don't do the right thing and who said we'll walk."

"What is the right thing?"

"Make it up."

We stopped infront of an eatery. He smiled at me and I spotted his dimples. That's the second time I'm seeing him smile.
"Guessed you were starving."
"Yeah I am." The only thing I had eaten was a sandwich.

We got out of the car and entered the eatery. It was crowded but I could manage. He told me to sit down and he'll get our food. The eatery wasn't really expensive like those that they'll have alot of rich people around. I wondered why he brought us here but it was fine for me.

He got us noodles and I was really happy. Dream come true.
I started eating and then he said.
"I am really grateful for this afternoon you know.... Ahneeka."
"Well it's nothing."

"It meant alot."

I nodded. "Okay but I'm waiting for the apology."
"What apology?"

"You should be kidding. For hurting me."

He smiled and I saw those dimples again. "I don't apologize."

I dropped the cutlery that was in my hand on the plate.

"Well your ego...."

"I'm sorry."

I narrowed my eyes. He looked very uncomfortable as he said that and I was really surprised. How can it be so hard for someone to apologize. I stood up quickly and left the eatery. I walked fast to the road side and he called my name out. He followed me.

"What?!" I turned.

"Look I'm trying really hard here."

"Then try harder."

"Oh fuck it. I said I was sorry."

"It's not about saying the word. It's about you really meaning it. It's meant to come from your heart."
"It's from my heart or do you want me to rip it out for proof." Now he meant it. He looked really pathetic.

"I'm sorry." I said looking away. I felt bad for treating him so hard.

"Why?"

"For being so hard. I just...."

"I'll just take you home Pearl."

Whattt? Was he going mad? We were about to settle our beef. Likeee why should you take me home?