Colourful secrets of love

Chapter three

Ok, this is bad of me so I accidentally updated chapter 4 without updating chapter three first DOOOOHOO anyway here it is, hopes it clarifies anything up, will also update chapter 5 in a minute. 

EDITED!

Our date or whatever you called it was going so well until I heard my watch and phone vibrate, I looked at my watch. 'shit' I said to myself. Instead, I said it out loud. "What? is everything ok?" he asked worriedly and considered as he looked at me profoundly. "Um.. can you please take me home, I forgot, I need to make sure that my flight back home is all correct" I can make up an excuse, so he doesn't discover the real reason why I need to go home, and why my phone went off. "Bulshit," he said. Miahla sighed, getting up striding to the counter paying leaving Nickalos dumfounded, as she walks to where a taxi was magically waiting for her. 

Nickolas got up and asked if she paid for the whole meal, the girls at the counter nodded as he hurried out to his driver. "Follow her; she's in that taxi" he demanded. "Yes sir" his driver replied and followed the Taxi she was in, to an apartment complex that looked nice, yet it wasn't as captivating as he wasn't used to, anything like what she was lived in. 

Nickalos reach the white clay coloured building. Seeing her go through the glass steel frame doors, she looked back him, darting up the stairs hoping that he wouldn't recognise what floor she was on. 'Crap, how can he follow me to where I live, that's ... just .. creepy' her thoughts race. Rushing up the stairs, she felt like she was in one of those horror movies that Emily and her watch, 'more like Emily, not me gosh I hate them' she said as she reached her floor. 

Thankfully she came to her door, stumbling for her keys, at the depths of her bag Mia finally reach them, unlocking her door with her hands trembling just hoping that he hadn't caught up to her. 'Oh lord, I hope he wasn't a floor behind me, let alone just coming down the corridor and around the corner' Miahla thought to herself. Miahla opened and quickly closed the door behind her resting her head on the door. She let a soft breath, just as she did her apple watch told her to pause for a moment. Which she did, before walking to her room, so she could take what she needed to. 

Miahla came out with her medication in her hand. Taking a glass from the cabinet, of course where she couldn't reach, so she leaned on her tippy toes, opening the door to take a glass medium size scotch glass out, filling it with water, tossing the medication in her mouth drinking it down with her glass of water. apprehending there was know at the door she sighed. "Mia, I know you're in there," he yelled. Miahla rolled my eye's. 'he didn't bother to use my full name, that was reserved for people that truly know how to vocalise it correctly. shuffling back into her room, she collected her Mac book sitting on the sofa and ignoring this stalker Mr Nickalos, Black. 'thank god the knocking stopped, now I can update my newest story to the writing platform I am on' My inner thoughts expressed to me. 

Miahla was on the comfiest couch that her an Emily brought together, typing away replying to her inbuilt fan base wondering when and if she would be doing a fanfiction that she had been creating for a while. She heard the door unlock hearing talking aswell, 'A male voice, has a male over.' Mia thought.

"Hi," Emily said, walking up to her and Mia's door. He got up "No," he said "I'm here for Miahla" he spoke, like everyone he has said it correctly. I nodded. "She's at the NCU library," Emily told Nicklos. "I know I met her there" he stated firmly. "Um ok, so why are you here then, did you follow her?" Emily asked, worried about her friend's safety. He looked down as she opened the door. Emily saw her friend's knees poking up, and then her head pokes up. 

She saw her friend shook her head as he tried her best move and hid before he burst in "Mia" he shouted. As Emily moved away quickly confused, no boy or man has come over for her. Emily dropped her bag onto the bench, seeing this man walking around the living room looking for her. 

"Mia, come out, I know you're behind the sofa," he said standing at one of the couch all they hear are a sigh, and her slowing standing up with her laptop in hand. "I'm going to be in my room," Emily says, taking her belongings through the passage to where their rooms. The two stood there 'crap I should have run to my room when I had the chance.' Mia's thoughts spoke with other feelings racing her mind of how the heck is he in my apartment as well as. Was he waiting out there for that long, and what is he going to do to me?' 

"Can we talk?" he asked. I looked at him and down at my laptop, then to the couch. Sighing "5 minutes then I have to start packing and getting ready to go back home, but there is nothing to tell" Miahla replied. 

"Fine, I'll get your story entered, nice knowing you." he replied, walking out slamming the door so that the whole floor could hear. Miahla sighed, walking to her room, where she finished her packing. As he started once again, she heard another knock at the door. Miahla walked out, opening the door. "Yea..." she said studded "What time are you leaving to Perth tomorrow?" he asked her. "Um 4 pm" she asserts he nods and leaves 'what and why did he need to know my flight' he thought again she closed the door and went to pack cleaning her room leaving only the essentials out. 

ringing mum letting her know that I am leaving my apartment in North Carolina to head for the airport. 'So many memories here, though I don't yet know if I will be coming back, time will tell when I arrive in my home city of Perth Western Australia. Emily drove Miahla off to the airport, going with her to the final gate. 

"Call me when you land, I'm going to try and come and visit you," she said as we gave each other one last hug. I board the plane, not even considering to look at my ticket when the air hostess told me that I would be sitting in first class. "No, I'm in economy," I said, looking at my plane ticket. "No, mam, you have been upgraded," she said and showed me to my seat. I sat down dazed to what just happened. 'No, he wouldn't have. we just met, unless he's NOOOOO!" I said as I head his familiar voice coming towards me. 

"Thank you Sherrel," he said, putting his bag down on the seat next to me. 'I bet he knows I'm sitting here, I bet he knows that I was on this flight, why would he upgrade me?' my thoughts were interrupted by the two seats moving from him sitting down.

 "Hey Miahla, how are you, excited to go back home?" he asked 'that smile, it's devilish, grin that's yet genuine' "Hi" I replied quietly. he continued to smile at me. "What," I stated with a small giggle "Nothing, I hope you like that you upgrad. Do you need a lift home" he sprang on me. 'I knew it, he did do this for me, and now asking for a lift, what's with this guy' I asked myself 

"Um no, it's ok my friend is picking me up" I replied to him. "Oh, not your mum?" he asked wondering. "No, she's busy, and everyone else is busy in my family, so my friends who've come from interstate is picking me up and taking me back to my place." I said upset knowing that my father was probably at a bar drinking, and my brothers and sisters are with their own families.

 "Oh, I'm sorry" he replied, now in a sombre tone. "No, it's ok, it will give me time to catch up with her, we haven't seen each other in years" I replied with a smiled that clearly showed that none of my family was interested in picking me up. 

"Would you like a glass of wine?" the air hostess asked us. "No, thank you" I quickly interjected for myself  'i certainly don't need someone saying yes for me' one of my thoughts spat out at me. "Um yes, please," Nicklos replied with a kind smile. "Are you not 21?" he asked apprehensively. I chuckled 

"Mia, I am serious I can't be with someone under the age of 21" he stated "No I'm chuckling because people think I'm underage as in like 13, but I am older 21" I explained to me. 'Mia, you don't need to explain your thoughts to him. you barely know him' her thoughts said quietly. "Well, how old are you then?" he asked, now interested. "23" I replied confidently. 

Once again sorry :)