Perfect (CaKe)

CHAPTER 6

CHAPTER 6: FALLING IN LOVE

Cara's POV

I sometimes wonder if people really are destined for each other. Like there's seven billion people in the whole world and yet you manage to find someone who you truly loves. You find someone who really owns your heart. You find someone who happens to be your better half. And I still wonder, is it the same for me? Will I find my soulmate one day? Is there someone who will love me for who I truly am? Who will love me without conditions, without any hesitations? I don't know. I think I'm not really capable of having a relationship that will last for a lifetime. I always screw things up, or they do. Maybe all I can do is fall in love, only to fall out of love. It's pretty complicated, relationships, I mean. It scares the shit out of me. But when this brunette entered my life, it seems like all the things I believe in suddenly changed. Suddenly, I fancy having a relationship. I want to believe in love again. I want someone to hug me tight and never let go. I want someone who will make me feel the" butterfly in your stomach" kind of thing. I want someone to take my breath away in everything they do. I want someone to have my heart and promise not to break it.

Shit, maybe I want... no, maybe I am in love with someone who happens to have a pair of mesmerizing brown eyes. Someone who is literally lying beside me right now, snoring slightly with her eyes shut close. Shit, maybe I'm in love with my best friend. No, not maybe, I really am in love with her. I am in love with someone I know I can't have. Maybe I need this to stop. Maybe I need to fall out of it before I fall even deeper. But, how?

I felt her stir beside me. She must be waking up. I smiled at her when she opened her eyes. I smiled at her sweetly hoping she won't suspect that something is wrong. She has that kind of power when she always know something is up without me telling her. And I am afraid of it because it seems like I'm an open book that's too easy for her to read and she is the total opposite of me. I don't know what she's thinking. Damn, even when she give me signs I stil have hard time figuring her out. And I hate it. I hate that I think I know her, but maybe I really don't.

"Good morning" I heard her whisper and I instantly snapped out of my thoughts. I instantly went red knowing she must have noticed that I have been staring at her for God knows how long. I tried to brush it off and smiled back at her.

She got up and went straight to my closet, our closet. She have so much of her stuffs in my apartment that indicates she practically live here. She put on a short and over-sized shirt. MY shirt. She looks so adorable, honestly. I just watch her as she continue on getting dress in front of me. She suddenly shoot me a questioning look and I did too. I'm still confused of what she wants to do.

"Get dressed and we'll go grab some breakfast" She just said and proceeded downstairs. I got up and also get changed. I followed her right after. She insisted on walking since it's not too far. She held my hands and practically dragging me. My eyes glued on our hands intertwined. She's holding it too tight, like she doesn't want me to let go. I feel like she's kinda protective over me. Like she doesn't want to lose me. It brought pleasant feelings on the pit of my stomach. The butterflies erupted violently. I can't help but smile. I really am in love with this girl and maybe I don't really want to stop falling for her. Maybe I want to fall so deep that I can't seem to fall out of it anymore. I want to fall in love so deep and hope she'll catch me somehow. I snap out of my thoughts and gathered my shit together. I keep up with her pace and now we're walking along side each other with our hands still interwined together. We decided to go to a cafe.

She pushed the door and I was glad it is not too crowded. I guess there's only five people in the cafe. We found a table that's kinda hidden so we can have some privacy and not have those people pull a paparazzi on us. She went to order something for us, I insisted on paying for our meal but I know she won't let me and there's no point in arguing because I always end up losing. I hate that she also have that power over me. I sighed and watch as she turned her back at me slowly heading to the counter. I stare at her as she was ordering something. She keeps on smiling at the girl and God I can feel myself falling even deeper, if that's even possible. She payed for our food and she smiled one last time at the girl. She's so nice and I hate it when people talk shit about her. No, they don't have the rights because they don't really know her. She's selfless and the kindest person I know. God, she don't deserve those hate she's been getting. Sometimes I just want to tell those haters to fuck off and go mind their own business. I just want to tell them she really have a heart of gold and she is literally an angel. I just want to protect her from anything that might hurt her. I am so head over heels for her and that is a fact.