I Love You More | MJJ ✔️

{Chapter 21}

Three hours later, we finally arrive in Rome. I run down the stairs of the plane and can't stop staring at the city from the airport. The scenery, the buildings and the water... Everything in one frame... It's just like a perfect painting in my eyes.

"Oh my GOD....!"

I suddenly take out my camera and capture three beautiful photos of the scenery.

"Are you happy?"

Michael puts his arm on my shoulder and looks at me. I've got tears in my eyes and I don't want to let him see that so I close my eyes and hug him.

"Thank you..! Oh my God..."

"Mr.Jackson, we have to go."

I hear Bill calling us. I understand him because if we don't go now, people will be here in the next few minutes. So, we rush into the car.

On the way to the hotel, Michael just doesn't let my hand go.

"Laura..."

He suddenly whispers in my ears which tickles me so much.

"That tickles..!"

His face is like an inch away from mine.

"Thank you for accepting me, my girl."

I am really speechless so, I just smile at him and lean on his shoulder. He kisses on my head and wraps his arm around my back, pulling me towards him.

"Mr.Jackson, would you mind planning..?"

"Oh yeah."

He looses his arms from me and grabs a pen and paper from Bill.

"God no..."

"What's wrong?"

"Laura, would you like to plan the trip?"

"Why?"

"If I plan, we won't be able to go anywhere because-"

"I get it."

"You know right?"

"Please. It's all up on you. Plan the trip. I'm fine with everything."

"But you can't really go anywhere or you'll have to go alone with Bill and I'll stay at the hotel."

"That's why. Write down places you can go and I'll stick with you everywhere. I don't mind not being able to go anywhere I want to."

"Are you sure?"

"I'm very sure."

"Thank you, baby."

WOH. BABY? He starts writing down and then...he stops.

"Is this fine for you?"

He shows me a list of three places - Colosseum, Pantheon and Trevi Fountain.

"Very fine."

"Sure?"

"Yes!"

"Okay then. Bill, here."

He hands the paper to Bill and holds my hand again. He won't gonna let my hand go until we arrive at the hotel.

When we arrive at the hotel, I can finally sigh because he got me a separate room right next to his. I walk into my room, put the luggage on the bed and I throw myself onto the bed. Another luxurious hotel to stay in. It's a lot better than the one from Bucharest. There's even a chandelier in my room. There's also a mini living-room. The best part of the room? The window where I can see the sunset and the queen-sized bed.

*door knock*

"Come in!"

I sit on the bed and run my fingers through my hair.

"Hey..."

Michael walks in and smiles at me.

"Hey..!"

"How's the room? Do you like it?"

"Better than I actually deserve."

"Don't say that. You deserve the best."

He takes off his fedora and unties his hair.

"Michael?"

"Yes?"

"How do you manage to have such beautiful hair?"

"Do you think my hair is beautiful?"

"Of course! That shouldn't even be a question."

"Hehe..."

Eyyy, he's shy.

"Wait."

I stand up and walk to the balcony.

"Do you want to come here with me, Michael?"

He seems hesitated.

"Laura, I..."

I suddenly feel sad. I go in and close the door. Also, I close the curtains and open all the lights.

"Is that how you travel? Do you always feel like this?"

"It's true..."

"That is really unfair for you."

"I always have to hide. I can't even go to the convenience store. I have to hide in my room. I feel like I'm in a prison."

"Lord..."

"I wanted to take you here but I guess I'm disappointing you?"

"No in the freakin way you're making me disappointed."

I walk near him and look at his face.

"I understand you, okay? I may not feel the same as you but at least, I know how you feel."

"I'm sorry..."

"No, you don't need to..!"

He comes in for a hug but he stops.

"Are you okay?"

He says nothing but gently tucks my hair behind my left ear and holds my shoulders. He closed his eyes and suddenly leans in for a kiss which makes me very surprised that I move my head back a little bit. He also stops and looks at my eyes.

"Why..?"

He whispers.

"I..."

"Am I rushing you into this?"

"Kind of..."

"Am I bothering you?"

"Not at all. I'm just not ready for this..."

He stands straight again and smiles at me.

"You're right. You still need some time."

"I'm sorry..."

"No, I understand you."

"Michael, can you please go back because I have to change my clothes and stuff?"

"Sure. Take a rest for now and I'll see you in the evening."

"Okay."

"I love you."

"I love you more."

He kisses my forehead and leaves the room. I sit down on the bed and to be honest? I'm still confused if I've made a right choice or not.