Mr. Perfect Isn't So... Perfect. (Slow Updates)

Chapter 9:- chuckle all you want but I won this battle!

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*katy POV*

I was seated in a brightly lit open structure which only had a cone shaped roof supported by a few iron pillars standing in the middle of the grassland. He pushed my chair closer to the small table before me which had many dish covers placed on it.

Was it that simple? Were my things below them?

I shook that thought off my mind as I focused on my surroundings. This place was higher than the city, I could see the whole city lit up with lights. It was marvelous. He turned on a silent, calming music as he made his way to sit before me.

My heart stopped as I realized who he was! He was the same person who had kissed me this very afternoon in the basement of the hospital! He was in that same black jumpsuit with those red piping and his mask hid his hair and the upper part of his face.

"what do you want from me? Where are our passports and money?" I rapidly fired the questions as I recovered from the shock. He just smiled innocently as he uncovered the disk covers making my stomach to grumble loudly.

It was very embarrassing but then my eyes didn't leave the Ravioli, Thai curry and fried rice! Really odd combination but this did make my mouth water.

What was this? Some kind of date or something?

I looked at him still very much confused and shocked. He just chuckled at me as he served the food to me and put some into his own plate too.

"please start eating. I assure you that it is good enough," he stated in his strong American accent while smiling breathtakingly. I had seen that smile somewhere before! But where? I shook the thought out for a while as I hesitantly took a small bite; I couldn't resist the smell anymore. He had already begun hogging the food in a well mannered way. The rich flavors had started exploding in my mouth taking me to dreamland.

"ummm..." I moaned in delight totally forgetting about the presence of Mr. X.

"thank you," he chortled as I flushed in embarrassment.

"at least my hard work didn't go all in vain," he added.

"what do you mean?" I asked him bewildered.

He smirked as he added proudly, "the chef of the dishes you are eating right now is in front of you, madam." He bowed a bit showing off.

I didn't know how to react. Instead of complimenting him I asked, "why did you kiss me in the hospital this afternoon?" his smirk widened as he bent down and pulled out a champagne bottle and two long neck wine glasses.

"a drink?" he offered.

"no, I don't drink," I refused without hesitation. He pulled out another small bottle and poured down a purple colored liquid.

"I brought this just in case," he added as he pushed the glass towards me. I eyed it suspiciously.

"it's just grapes juice and nothing else," he clarified looking at me reaction. How did he know that grapes juice was my favorite? I couldn't help but take it and enjoy my delicious meal as well. We had our meal silently enjoying every bite but our eyes did meet every now and then.

After finishing my dinner, I was glad that I didn't eat anything at home. In desert, we had chocolate mousse. He started packing the other things. By the time I had finished with my pastry, he had folded the table too! That made a large place as he kept all the things in a corner.

I stood up as soon as he approached me allowing him to take my chair. He did take the chair and placed it among the things in corner and then played another music which was merrier. Without hesitation, he approached me and took my hand which he placed over his shoulder and his on my waist while his other hand had interlocked with my other hand.

'he just started to waltz with me like I permitted him to?' my shocked mind posed this question before me.

"what's your name?" I asked him.

"Mr. X," he smiled playfully.

"something else other than Mr. X?" I asked him rolling my eyes.

"anything you call me is okay," he winked.

"okay, now you can please hand over me the things that rightfully belong to me and my family," I told pulling myself away from him. He dropped his hands smiling to himself then moved to the corner where he had placed his things and pulled out a big enough gift.

'maybe he put all our passports and money in it,' a thought occurred.

He handed me the gift and I took it just as I started to move towards his bike. I could feel him following me silently.

I stopped at his bike and waited for him to proceed. My job here was done, now it was time to go home. He sat on his bike and only then floods of realization hit me!

'OMG! It's a Hayabusa! Odin! It's a Hayabusa!'

I stopped admiring the bike when it roared to life.

'seriously, who was this person? He owned a Hayabusa? Please don't tell me that this was stolen or something!' my mind screamed.

I sat behind him and placed the gift between us. But he didn't move the vehicle further.

"what now?" I asked and then groaned in objection when he handed me the black cloth again and commanded, "blind fold yourself." I snatched the black cloth irritated and tied it over my eyes.

"hold on!" he said through his helmet and then the speed almost threw me down but I held onto him just in time again! The vehicle sped down the streets with extreme curves. I resisted screaming but still few did escape from my lips.

He stopped the bike and permitted me to remove my blindfold, "you can give me the cloth now." And I gladly handed that torturous strip of black cloth to him and took my gift as I ran towards my house. I recognized it to be street behind Angeline's house as I ran at my fastest speed. I just heard him chuckled at my cowardice.

'yeah! Chuckle all you want but I won this battle! Huh!' my mind proudly stated.

Without another glance at him I ran home. Angeline and Zoey were seated at the doorframe waiting for me.

"come in! faster! Before Taylor comes!" both of them were shouting as they stood up. I quickly climbed up the handful of stairs cheering merrily.

"yeah! I got it! We did! It! Yes! We did it!" I shrieked victoriously giving Angeline and Zoey high fives celebrating our victory.

Now, no one was going to lock us up!

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