8- The Night

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YOU Freak!!!

Ashley's pov:-

What the hell. How the freakin he found me here. Ahhhh....he will again misunderstand. Am I in different department??? Am I LOST !!!!???????
I was busy while thinking and connecting my thoughts about am I in correct or wrong direction when he flashes the light on his charming face. I swear to god.....he is freaking hot. Eyyyy...... Ashley shut up. He is a freak with charm. But when I think about his face.......he is perfect. Those dark eyes, that lips which looks perfect for...... AHhh... For the fucks sake stop thinking about him.

He opened his lips to say something . I don't know why but I was only concentrating on his lips in his flashlight.

"You girl!!!! Are you here....."

After gaining consciousness back I cut him off by putting my palm on his mouth.Damn his lips were soft like petals. I feel that touch. And because he was tall I stand on my tip toes making direct eye contact with him knowing that this must be a wrong step. He have already misunderstood me once and this can give him a clear signal that I'm trying to flirt which isn't true. Before he could throw my hands away. I look in his eyes to say something which I mean sincerely and I want him to understand that I'm sincere and not lying.

"Listen I'm not here for you so for god's sake don't misunderstand. I have left my pouch in the last lecture hall and I was afraid that it could have lost if I didn't take it back before morning. Finding you here means that I have lost my way which must be because my phone switched off by which I was using flash for direction. Huh. Yeah That's all."

I speak all this in one breath. Trying to be sincere I looked in his eyes non stop without a single blink. I hope he would have understood.

Dylan's pov:-

This baby sized girl looked at my eyes straight for the seconds when she said those words. I didn't resist neither break the eye contact. Her eyes were really beautiful and big. My heart raced when she placed her palm on my mouth. Well .... I am thinking too much. That must be because.....that action was out of blues. And secondly maybe she was the first stranger girl who have ever touched me. But if I'm being honest with myself her palms were warm and it felt really comfortable.

The way she looked me in my eyes seems sincere. I don't know her name, neither I know about her...then why did she make my heart beat fast and resist me to throw her hands away.

After she completed her sentence I didn't touch her hand cause that would be inappropriate as I don't have any right on her. I just peek through and roll my eyes in a way to make her understand that now she can remove her soft palm from my mouth.

She understands my indication quickly and removes her hand cause it's been a minute since we were staring in each other's eyes without uttering a word.

"I understand" I finally speak after having an intimate eye contact. Without thinking anything else I let another few words skip my mouth~~ "Okay... since you don't have flashlight I'll do you this favour."

"Which...I mean what favour?" She asks innocently making me smile from beneath but I didn't show any soft side of me. No one deserves to see that except someone who could understand me right. With a straight face and a cold tone I answered her.. "Let me help you to find your stuff. Or else what is the garantee that we don't find you in dustbin tomorrow. "

This doesn't seem that rude but maybe she could have taken it wrong way. Do I care?? No! Her facial expression change when I mentioned dustbin. To correct myself I added some lines so that she won't misunderstand

"I didn't compare you to dustbin...I mean...you could have lost your way again. And also you are of the size of peanut. No one could ever find you . Okay I was joking. Let me help you." I said this thinking that she could maybe not make that face again.

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