Fix you (UNDERGOING MAJOR EDITING)

Chapter-3

It was Sunday. A week after I started the job. As usual I went to the shop with dad. I helped him arrange stuff.

It was around 6 in the evening.

*Beep* *Beep* A text came from an unknown number on my phone.

Meet me on the road where you found me.         
                    _Mr.IJustNeedMedicines.

My heart leaped without any reason. I don't know why it felt good to have a text from him.

But you shouldn't be happy you should be afraid, my inner voice told me.

Why would I be afraid? That guy was so helpless.

How did the guy get your number, it said again.

Okay I hadn't thought about that. I hadn't given him my number. Where did he get it? Well, I would ask him that question myself when we will meet.

I didn't realize when I  unconsciously  made the decision to meet him.

I took my bag and got out of the shop. I started walking towards that road.

When I was standing on the exact spot where he stumbled, I realized the road was totally deserted. It was evening and the lamp posts were on.

Then I heard footsteps. I saw something moving in the shadows. Someone. Him

"Hey," he muttered as he came into the light. He looked better than the last time I saw him. His lips were not swollen anymore. He wasn't drunk. He had brown-bronze hair and honey-almond eyes. And he was wearing a royal blue shirt and blue jeans. Just like edward cullen. But he's not edward cullen my inner voice said. Okay my inner voice was getting really irritating.

"Hi," I said back realizing I had been quiet for too long. He had caught me checking him out and smirked. I blushed.

"I...uh..why..um...why did you call me here?" I asked. He laughed at my mumbling.

"I wanted to thank you," he answered.

"Oh.." I said. So that's why he called me here.

"Yes. So, thank you for patching me up that day. And I heard you made sure that guy was my man before handing me over," he said.

"Well, yes. He could have been anyone," I said.

"Thank you for that. Anyone else would have just handed me over without checking to get rid of me. You didn't. Thank you," he said and this time gratitude was dripping from his words.

"You're welcome," I said not finding other words.

"So, may I know my saviour's name?" he asked.

"Oh.. I'm Kiera. Kiera Coburn.," I replied.

"Kiera? That's a beautiful name," he said.

"And..umm.. Your name?" I asked. Okay what was wrong with me? Why was I stammering?

"Stefan Salazar," he replied.

"Stefan... That's a nice name," I said.

"Kiera... Can I call you that?" he asked.

"Yeah of course," I hastily replied.

"And call me Stefan ," he said.

"Okay.." I replied.

"Kiera you should go home. The streets are not safe at night. Stay safe," he said.

"Okay. Yeah sure.." I replied. I don't know why but the way he asked me to stay safe did something like butterflies in my stomach. What was wrong with me? Maybe my time.of the month was approaching. Yeah that must be it.

"Bye, Kiera. I hope to see you again," he bade.

"Bye," I muttered back and he started walking away. I watched him go a distance before starting to go home.

I ran home. Because I hadn't told dad when I was leaving the shop and he would be worried. I would not tell him about my encounter with Mr.IJustNeedMe... No wait his name was.. What did he say? Oh yeah Stefan.

You were so dazzled you don't even remember his name properly my inner voice accused.

Well he was hot and dashing. And dressed like Edward Cullen. I laughed at my childishness.

I went straight to my room after reaching home. Dad didn't ask me anything.

I felt tired when I went to sleep. I was almost asleep when I realized. I had his number. And.

I hadn't asked him how he got my number.

Okay so she finally got to know his name. Now we won't have to call him 'the guy' anymore. Yay.

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