Beautiful Imperfections

THIRTEEN

We walked out of the hall together.

"Are you hurt?"  Trevor asked.

He looked really cool and handsome. I paused for a while admiring God's creativity in front of my eyes and he cleared his throat and I came back to my senses.

"Uhm....." shit! What did he ask? I've forgotten. "What did you ask again?"

He took in a deep breath like it was hard for him to repeat himself.
"I asked if you were hurt?" This should be the third time he asked.

I shook my head. " Oh, I'm good. Nothing's wrong with me."
"Cool. Who did you come with?"

"Janie and Kelvin. Those guys are really in the mood."
He chuckled getting exactly what I meant and I added. "And I took your advice."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah. I moved in with Janie. Prolly after a month I'll get my own apartment which would be close to school."

"Lucky you. What's her address?"

"You want to come visiting?"

"Maybe." Wowww he might. I swallowed my saliva so it wouldn't be obvious that I was overthinking that. I would have easily told him but nahh I didn't feel like. If he got the address himself it would have been soooo hot.
"Guess you'll be figuring that yourself."

He smirked. "I could just ask the rightful owner of the house."

I giggled. "That doesn't make you smart."

He looked at the floor then back at me smiling revealing his dimples. I stumbled and he held me. Why is this human so attractive? " Pearl are you fine?"

I nodded. "My....my toes.... they've uhm... they've been failing me these days."

He rose his brows. "That requires some medical shit."

"Positive." What a very bad shot at lying? "Well I actually wanted to leave the cinema since I was bored."

He nodded. "I could come with you."

I blushed. "Who did you come with?"

"Ahneeka." Oh that reminds me. You chose her over me. Pearl just let this go.

"Wouldn't she..."

"I need some space."

"Oh." That sounded great. I would have told him to just stay with her but I was dying to be with him so I started walking and he followed me by my side till we exited the entire building. We walked for a while then sat on a seat not really far from the cinema.
"So I love Jon Bellion. His songs are really amazing and different from my other favorite genres. Sometimes any song goes though."

"That's different from what I thought of you."

"Yeah I'm unpredictable."

"Once in a while."

I chuckled and looked into his eyes. Sincerely, I didn't understand when he grew so attractive. I couldn't stare into his eyes anymore so I looked at the cars driving past us and I felt his hand on the band I had packed my hair with.
"What are you doing?" I asked.

He removed it and my hair spread on my neck and I frowned at him. "What..."

"I didn't appreciate it that way."

What?

"Okay this is the third stupid thing you're doing since I met you."

"Really? List em."
Oh I was actually gonna go petty. "Firstly, you snatch my phone from my hands..."

"To get your attention. Go on."

"Okay before I continue I'll have to state that that was way too rude."
He looked away and back at me. "Fucking stop diverting."

I frowned. "Okay next one, was you wiping off my lipstick."

"You looked horrible. I was even doing you a favour."
I chuckled which I wasn't meant to. He had to know that I was serious.

"Fuck. That makeup was necessary."

"How was it necessary? You're perfect like this."

He caught me off guard and I took in a deep breath.
"Makeup is still needed attimes to look... you know, different."

He nodded. "You've got a point but I believe you don't need that. You're beautiful enough that you don't need another look. But if you want to add colours to your face, it's also fine."
He was kinging now and I had to stop that.
"They aren't colours."

He chuckled. "Okay. Go on."

I heaved. "And now you're loosing my hair."

He rolled his eyes. "Cause you look sexier this way."
Okay that was it. He had hit that spot and I paused very defenseless. My lips parted and I swallowed in air looking into his eyes. He looked into mine. Was I already tripping?

"Pouuuu!!"

We shook and got back to reality. That was a fucking gunshot. We looked around and then right in front of us a man was running towards us and he got shot. Another gun shot.

I screamed and Trevor held my hand. The dead man fell revealing the face of the killer. My eyes widened and Trevor dragged me as the sound of sirens were approaching. We were now running for our lives but he was still holding my hand so I could be on thesame pace with him.

I turned to check but the killer wasn't there anymore. What just happened? I couldn't believe my eyes. We ran in between two buildings and i rested on the wall. My hands were shaking cause of fear and he said to me. "Wait here. I've got to check if everything is okay."

Police vehicles were now close by. Why would he want to go to danger?

"No don't leave. The police would take care of everything. They're here already."

"Just wait here. Give me five." He ran off and I slammed the wall with my hand. That really hurt but that didn't matter.

What if he got hurt? I swear I would kill him if he eventually does. I was just too scared. I've never heard a gun shot in my life nor seen a person that I know is a killer then I heard another gunshot.

What if Trevor just got that bullet. Damn I couldn't stay here again. I ran out of my hiding place searching for Trevor.

"Trevor!" I screamed as I ran. The whole place was already in panic as people were running in fear. "Trevor!" I screamed again and ran towards the main scene. Why couldn't I see him? Where was he? What if he was dead?

No! I can't even imagine that. I didn't even think of anything but Trevor and then I saw him. He was talking to an officer and I shouted his name from where I was. He turned and walked to me and I stood still.
"I told you not to move."

"I....I..was damn....scared...that....maybe....maybe..."
I broke in tears and he hugged me. "It's okay Pearly. It's all good."
"I mean what...what if you died?" My hot burning tears wet his shirt and he said.
"Shit no! I'm not dead. Isn't that good?"

He released me and cleaned my tears with his index finger.

"That's fucking relieving. I mean I can't imagine you dead." I started crying again. "I would blame myself for letting you leave me at... first.... I would have...."
And then, I didn't realize his lips were already on mine until I figured that I wasnt talking again. He kissed me softly and stopped. That was five seconds of paradise. I picked his upper lip cause I hadn't gotten enough. He kissed me back. Softly and sweet. Then he let go. I looked into his eyes breathing hard and he pushed my hair from my face and hugged me again this time, more intimate.
"I'm sorry." He apologised for letting me feel that way.