All Of Me

Chapter Ten

I look around in the super expensive sports car, it's not mine. Last time I sat in here it was because me and Nicholas "crashed" into each other. Oh, that day was both my life best and worst day in my grown up life. I can't help but to smile inside while I'm thinking of it. I look at Nicholas, he looks so happy or well, at least for this moment. He looks at me and smiles. I don't know what to say, the idea that I'm going home to Nicholas apartment is unpleasant. What is he even going to talk about? What should I say to him? He stops the car and drive through in to some kind of underground garage. Oh, what if my garage could look like this. It looks very exclusive. Everything looks so stylish, even if it's just a garage. Nicholas parks the car.

 "All right, now we here" he says, and rises out of the car. I try to at least get out of the car gracefully, but in these high-heeled shoes, I'm only going to look like an elephant stepping out of the car. But I succeed, Nicholas takes my hand and we walk towards to the elevator.

The elevator has a modern furnishings, feels like I'm in a super modern James Bond movie or something. Fuck. Here do I stand with a British millionaire in what I can imagine a luxury apartment in Stockholm city. It can't be true. We stand there and I'll look down at Nicholas hands. His hands are closed and he pulls his thumb along his fingers, in a way that make you seems frustrated. Oh, no. What will he do? I move away a little from him. He looks at me as if I'm a idiot. He grabs my hand and the elevator opens the doors. We walk out of the elevator and arrive to a small corridor. He tries taking up the keys from his pocket, he then unlocks the door  and we both walks into the apartment, and I can't help but to just stand and look around. First of all, his apartment is way to big for just him living here alone. The floor is black and the walls are white. It's very, far too modern. There are dark wood pillars above the ceiling, which also lights hanging. Shit, it's like an article from Elle Home or something. I put down my bag on the floor, it is hardly I dare to put it down on the floor, it's so nice in here.

- "Do you want something to drink, wine, champagne or beer?"  Nicholas ask and throws off his jacket over the couch, oh no. The way he is taking of his jacket is way too sexy.  I walk towards  the kitchen island where Nicholas stands. It's so much space in this apartment, a lot of open spaces.

- "Do you only have alcohol here?" I ask, and can't help but smile a little. He laughs and shakes his head.

- "Almost true. So, what do you choose, Miss Johnson? " He says, waiting for my answer. He could of have said water, but okay. 

- "Wine, thanks" I reply and I try to sit on one of the bar chairs just infront of the huge marble kitchen counter. Oh, I really need to sit down for a while, these heels are killing me. Nicholas opens the fridge takes out a bottle of wine and two wine glasses. He holds up the ice cold wine and give it to me. I accept it and I take a sip. I don't know anything about wine, absolutely nothing. But I do know I could need a glass or two right now.  

- "Thirsty?" He asks, and walks around the kitchen island and stands beside me. I'll look at him. I can't help myself from giggling. God, I embarrass myself. He caressed my cheek.

- "I love that sound"  he says, and puts his head on the side and I see a smile begin to emerge. Oh, I don't know but I get a peace of mind when he is at my side. Is that weird? Fuck. I hate myself for being all silly around him. I look down on my fingers, and they are shaking. I'm nervous. Not drunk yet. Thank god. 

- "How's your studies going? " he says as he sits next to me in the bar chair. Breath, Gabbie, just try to breath.

- "It's quite a lot that's going on right now. I'm taking my exam soon, just four weeks left." I say and pull a strand of my hair to my ear. I want to be calm, or at least try to act like it. I take another sip of the wine.