Chapter - 6 : Elevator and The hair strand

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Ash POV :

" Was he staring ?" I asked for the 99th time in the last 30 minutes.

" yes !!" Bailey replied smiling but deep down I knew she was getting pissed.

" He might be checking you out hippo , you sleep like there's no tomorrow " Anna said and Bailey agreed and laughed .

" I'll kill that guy for lending me his seat", I murmured .

" Get ready , we are fifteen minutes away from the final destination", announced Densie. 

Everyone around got back to their seats and were ready to pull their luggage and bags out . I saw the very same guy who had lend me his seat , he smiled when he passed by me and I rolled my eyes away.
Looking towards my left I saw Densie , I widended my eyes when I saw her blushing and waving at the exact same guy . 

Whoot an idiot !  

The passage was clear for everyone to move out , except for the packets of chips and few trolley bags there was nothing that could come in between my path .
I quickly grasped my bag and was ready to leave the train and my past on it. 

Little did I knew that the past and destiny are inclined towards destroying my peace. 

I don't understand how often and with how many this happens - the more running away, the more is the chasing. I've been trying to avoid everything and keep myself protected from all this but it has been constantly hitting me and on his part I guess he too is on the same lane of avoiding and protecting. Why can't life come with a guide book.

I was standing on the passage with my stuffs , I can't even stand a second on this train ,

and ......and when the train halted at the stop I tripped forward on my luggage.
Everyone on the train started laughing. I looked around more in anger than in embarrassment . 

"Enough of the comedy show for today, Ash ", Densie said and everyone started laughing again.

I gave her a sharp narrow eyed look, rolled my eyes on seeing her laughing and stood up to leave.

Well , it wasn't all for today somehow the wheels of my trolley bags were out after the fall I just had on it , now I had to pick my luggage which were more heavier than me.

I somehow tried to push it along the passage but to get it off the train was a difficult job.
I was trying to do it on my own, I do like to do my things on my own, to be mentioned : sometimes not always , the crowd from behind were shouting to do it fast as they too wanted to get off and breathe the air that could relax them down.

"Come on, move, we want to get out too", someone shouted.

" How long on the earth are you going to take? " That was Lisa my classmate's voice for sure.

"Poor girl ", I overheard a guy saying it to a girl who agreed with him in a sympathetic tone .

I , at that moment wanted to put a cello tape on everyone's mouth .

"Move!! ", a very familiar voice exclaimed and pushed me aside , in the next blink I saw all my luggage lying on the platform.

" Thanky-......., I didn't ask for help! ", I said as soon as I saw Liam standing with his back faced to me doing his pandiculation.

 Without even looking at me he left , with my luggage at my feet and the crowd staring at me as if not saying thank you to someone who without asking helped was a crime.

" Now what? " , I shouted.

" That's not what you say when someone helps you. " Densie scoffed 

"And why do you always have to interrupt in my life ? " 

"Stop giving yourself too much importance , bimbo ." Densie rolled her eyes and moved past me.

The rest of the public simply ignored me.

The next time I see him, I'm gonna kill him for sure , I fancied the idea of killing him,' locking him a room with my voice echoing, will serve the best, I smirked at my own murder plan.
I remember singing for him on the late phone calls we made and that probably was the best of best things I did to irritate him.

"Hey", Bailey said as she and Anna reached me with their luggage and helped me lift mine to the hotel that was not too far from the station.

Anna asked me to sit and she went to check in.
Meanwhile Bailey assured if I was alright, she probably was trying to ease me down , and all I could do was smile " I'm good ", I said .

Our group was standing near the lift and I was astonished to see the crowd waiting to get into it.
I asked Bailey my floor so that I can climb up the stairs and and and woah congrats it was on the 7th floor.

Well, Ashley you're really unlucky to have your bad luck accompanying you everywhere, I addressed myself , rolling my eyes away, I went to sit on the chair in the reception .

After half an hour of reading magazine I found the area to be clear , I moved my butts to enter the lift.

Anna already had left and Bailey was with me. Bailey had been a sweetheart, she always does care about everyone and I fear losing her . Her presence has always been a warm hug .

As soon as I entered the lift and was zipping the chain of my boots that were half open, a group of boys entered the lift.

Bailey moved aside and I stood up straight scrolling my phone, I was in no mood to see who all were around me, so I scrolled my phone to check if I've got any mails.

*flicker-flicker and there was a power outage *

The lift stopped with a jerk and I fell forward on someone who was taller than me, well the whole world seems taller for a 5'2.
But the person I fell on had a masculine body ,He smelled like cinnamon, warm and comforting . His left hand was holding my arm as to help me balance myself  .
I felt his warm tight grip , I wanted to be there and ease myself with his hold but the crowd soon started laughing and I noticed the presence of his right hand on my waist  -

I quickly pulled myself away but my hair strand got entangled on his button , I was still trying to move away, I gasped in pain when my hair got pulled , meanwhile someone in the lift switched their torch on. 

I couldn't move my head up to see whose shirt I got my hair stucked in and the person who felt this comforting , the only thing I could see was the lifts gate, his black shirt and his Adam's apple -that apparently was a treat for my eyes  .

Everyone started hooting when they saw a dramatic scene of hair getting entangled in a guy's shirt , the guy I guess was looking the other way .

He could have helped me if he wanted but men will be men , he must be enjoying the close contact we have been making I thought and soon pushed him back to get my hair detangle

Why does all this happens with me, why universe always creates a life extremely dramatic for me ,any special grudges ?

Pushing him back was the a bad choice because neither my hair got detangled nor did people stopped their hooting and laughing.

I could see his fingers moving around the button ,his smell was way too attractive though, it took him a minute to free me up. I felt much relived.

As soon as I got free the power was restored and the lift started moving extremely slowly to reach a floor and take up the speed from there.

"Thank you and I'm sor-ry " I looked up with regret filled in my eyes " You? "

His eye brows were drawn together and he looked straight towards the lift's gate  .

I turned around to see Bailey who had covered her mouth with her hands in surprise more than shock but I could see her smiling on seeing everyone's reaction.

I looked around and threw a narrow eyed daggered to the people who were hooting and laughing.
Everyone around got silenced at once. No more laughing, no more hooting.


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What do you think about Ashley ? 
This chapter was too much dramatic .....
But I promise the next chapters are gonna be fun to read .
Till then keep reading . 
*wink-wink*



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