14| Alexander Lucan Chambers(3)
"What the fuck!"
I ran inside. It was a strawberry flavoured cake a name was written over it, Happy birthday Carmen.
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I laid down on the bed as I faced the ceiling. The cake thing has already freaked me out. That person was in my house but something else was distracting my thoughts.
'Do I really need a therapists?'
I don't think so or maybe she is right but I am behaving like this because of those text messages but what about those nightmares. Why can't I sleep at night?
I dialled Mai's number.
"Ummm..I will not go."
"Well. That's not possible as I already paid for one month."
"You did what? Why would you do that?"
"Because I care about you. Something is wrong with you and You won't say it."
The call ended and there was a new text.
If you tell him about me. I swear I will turn your life into a living hell.
Why are you doing this? I texted back as my fingers started to shiver.
I told you, I fancy you.
Why? I answered in a fraction of seconds
That's a difficult question.
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"So Miss Abrianna finally you are here."
We were in my house. I hoped that Gru would bite or bark at him but to my surprise he seemed to like him.
'Seriously Gru. You barked at Aaron my good-looking colleague but when it came to this Alexander the worst, you didn't even show your little teeth.'
I smiled at him and nodded.
"I am going to make some coffee. You need some."
"Yeah! Sure."
He is charming, I agree but I don't know why I just can't trust him.
"So lets start from the beginning. What's your name?"
"Well I said it twice before."
"Come on, Think that you don't know me."
"I literally don't know you."
"You really are hard to impress."
Why would you even try to impress me? I will resist him for one month and then it ends here. He accompanied me in the kitchen. I avoided eye contact with him.
He stood beside me, as I turned the gas knob on. His eyes rested over me. He had a smile painted over his face as he watched my every moves. 'Would he stop doing that?' I turned towards him. "I need to take the cups so”
“Yeah!” He unblocked my way. "Tell me about you."
About me. I don't even know myself properly. I poured the coffee gently into the cup. I had my back towards him, turning around I handed him the coffee and gestured him towards the sofa.
"Okay."
He mouthed. I know I was acting like a attitude-filled bitch but I don't care.
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"Like I said lets start from the beginning."
I was irritated my his 'lets start from the beginning.' strategy. I glared at him in return he just smiled, damm he is gorgeous.
'You need to fucking control your anger and your attraction towards this guy.'
I shrugged and smiled back.
"I am Abrianne Ray Abellson and You are?"
"Alexander Lucan Chambers. You can call me Xander if you want, totally optional."
I am not bonding with you, boy. I didn't say anything. He once again began.
"So how did you end up here in New york?"
I don't know. I don't have any idea. Should I tell him about that. I turned to look at him but I was distracted by his eyes emerald green eyes.
"Ray, You listening."
I turned to look away. It was awkward way too much. Did he just call me Ray?
"Do you mind if I call you Ray?"
I shaked my head and turned my gaze away from him.
"You are hiding something."
He said in a polite tone. My heart sank. I asked in a low voice.
"What do you mean?"
"You are hiding somthing. You become angry all of a sudden and then you were able to control yourself, which is a sign that you are rather polite and there's something wrong that making to react like this."
"I think It's enough for today."
I said trying to not sound too rude and went towards the entrance to open the door for him. While going out I noticed a smile on his face, which didn't seem okay to me.
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