"You wanna come to my house for some cookies?" The little me asked to the small boy who always wore a mask. He was crouched near one of the slides of the empty playground, small whimpers leaving his mouth.
He shook his head. I bend down to his level and patted his head. "What's wrong Masky? Did your dad scold you again?"
He nodded his head. He struggled to wipe his tears from underneath the masks so he started crying even harder. I sat down beside him and wrapped my tiny arms around him. "He be-beats my mo-m..." He whispered, his voice breaking.
"Why? Is he a bad person?" I tilted my head to the side, confused.
"I don't know..." He croaked out. "He says he does it so that he makes mom more docile..."
"Do..cle? What does that mean?"
"When you make someone listen to everything you say." He explained to me. "It is a bad thing."
"Oh..." I said, trying to remember the word. "Do you want to come to my house? My mom made some cookies."
He stopped crying. "Cookies....Will she give me some?"
"Ofcourse!" I beamed and stood up, grabbing his hand. "Let's go!"
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I woke up in the middle of the night, my mind still hung up on the dream. Who was that kid and why was he appearing in my dream? Was he someone from that one year that is lost from my memories?
I turned to my side and saw Kelly snoring loudly. I slowly got out of the bed and tiptoed outside. I went downstairs to one of the garden areas of the hotel and sat on one of the benches, just taking a deep breath.
My mind went on Ace. What did he want me to remember? Was he really talking about the night at the club two months ago or something else? And the last but not least question of the all:
Did he, by any chance, had feelings for me?
I shook my head, dismissing all those thoughts. There is no way. I closed my eyes, inclining my head towards the open sky, trying to relax my body. But still, his question just won't stop bothering me. So being the impulsive little bitch I was, I picked up my phone and gave him a call. When I almost by thought he wouldn't pick up, he did at the very last second. "Hello?" His sleepy, deep rich voice.
"Are you asleep?"
"It's 2:31 am right now, so yes I am. Do you need something? Did something happen?"
"No I am fine. Sorry for disturbing you. Go back to sleep, bye."
I don't know if I imagined it or not, but I almost felt him sit straight up in his bed and ask, "I am not sleeping. Go ahead. Are you okay?"
I nodded. "Yes. I just need an answer to a question. A one word answer will be fine to." I continued, "What did you want me to remember?"
He stayed silent for a few seconds before answering, "Can I meet you?"
"Uh sure. You know the hotel we are staying already right? I am in the garden area of it."
I could rustling of clothes. "I don't know what made you think that going out this late at night was a good idea."
"Well, I am a queen so..." I joked.
"I am serious." He said in what sounded like...concern? "Try to stay alive while I reach there."
"Oh, sass. I didn't know you had it in you." I teased.
"I have a lot of things in me which you don't know about," Even though he said it normally, my stomach did a little flip, "As time comes, a lot will reveal itself to you."
"Why do you always sound like a grandpa?"
I heard an engine start. Oh he was driving? How far was he staying? "Never thought speaking in a proper manner was deemed 'grandpa' these days. Do you like the way Dom talks?"
"Do you?" I shot back. "Now that I think about it, you don't swear. Do you think that's inappropriate?"
"Not inappropriate, but not my cup of tea. Maybe, sometimes." He said. "Can you come outside?"
"Sure." I got out of the hotel. Going to the beachside, I saw Ace's expensive ass car pull up. He got out, looked around and found me.
Walking upto me, my eyes checked his black tshit and grey sweatpants out, instantly regretting to call him midnight. Standing at a good distance, he cocked his head and asked, "You look pulchritudinous."
I furrowed my brow. "Ugly?"
He gave a small chuckle and that was the first time I had heard him laugh. It was a gorgeous sound trust me. I could hear it on repeat for days. "No, I meant beautiful." He told.
I gave him a playful look. "You could have just said that."
"Beautiful is used by everyone to describe something alluring. But you are unique and you needed something equally enchanting to describe you."
If I tell my cheeks were pink, it would be an understatement. It was a burning cheeto red.
I tried to play it off, by rolling my eyes. But when a handsome, smart and polite man is standing right in front of you making you feel like the most gorgeous woman on planet, you just don't know how to act. Especially me, who lived on rude comments and roasting people.
"To answer your question, I was talking about a lot of things. The night at the bar two days ago..."
"And?"
There was a weird, tensed silence in the atmosphere with the occasional waves splashing. It was a starry night and a full moon, making the nightsky light up above along with the city lights lightening the life below.
He stepped closer to me. He took another step closer. When the tip of our feet were touching, he stopped. I could feel his intense stare engulf me in them. His hands held my face tenderly and he lowered his head his closed to mine. My heart was thumping so loudly in the anticipation of what was coming, that I almost lost myself in the moment completely.
His finger traced my lips. "I have so much to tell you. But will you be there with me to hear all of it?"
I didn't know what to answer. He did something to me. Maybe that is why I got so angry earlier because I knew how much power he held over me. "I mean I have come so far, so why not go ahead?"
His lips neared mine. I could feel his hot breath over my lips. And then he blurted out these two words which had defeated me, "Can I?"
I don't know what he was exactly talking about but at that moment, I just nodded.
And I felt his lips passionately enclasp mine.
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soooooooooo what's your thoughts about this? ;) Dom and ava had a kiss so it's only fair if my boi ace had one too.
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