MEERA - 22
The way his beautiful grey eyes were fixed on me was making my heart beat so fast. His eyes were always calculating and his expressions under control, sometimes it's so hard to guess what's going on in his mind.
"If you're completely healed then, would you like to come to a party with me?" He asked and my eyes widened.
"Are you really inviting me to a social gathering with you? One of the most eligible bachelors of Southern Europe will be seen with a woman.. This is a big statement.. Are you really sure?" I asked and he looked at me as if he wanted to say something but concealed it underneath his mask. This person actually wears a lot of masks. They are like a protective layer around the main core, protecting his inner self from the whole world. I wonder who all have seen this inner self he's hidden so passionately. Maybe Thalia...? Or maybe some of his Ex- girlfriends..? Suddenly I realised I'm definitely not the first woman he's taken to one of these parties. I knew that already so why is it affecting me so much now? Why am I feeling... jealous..? Do I even have the right to feel this way?
"Don't worry about that, I don't think people will take it seriously." I knew...
"You must be having a lot of candidates to be your arm candy right? Better than me I'm very sure of that. Why don't you ask one of them? I won't be able to go anyway." I said and looked down at my clasped hands. He suddenly grabbed the leg of my chair and pulled me (with the chair) close to him. I flinched at his sudden actions but he grabbed me by my shoulders and as soon as I got close to him and my body found his warmth, nothing else mattered.
"None of them can hold a candle to you Meera. And it's you who I want, you don't have to think about anything else." He said, the muscles of his jaw flinched as if he's angry over something I just said, but I don't understand why... I only said the truth, infact I don't really believe what he just said. I have an idea of just how beautiful the women of Spain are... he really has no idea how to make a compliment that actually sounds real. But what he said at the end got to me. Do I think that he might be fooling me into something? Yes. Do I really believe that he might be fooling me? No.
"Please? I want to spend some quality time with you before you leave. If you really want to pay me back, this is what I ask for." He said, smoothing a hand over my cheeks. His hands were rough, but still warm. I want to lean into his touch but something is holding me back. I can't have any kind of emotions for this man.. I'm not supposed to. I'm supposed to go back home to my dad after my little excursion like we planned. If I develop feelings for him, It'll be difficult to return back to my homeland and old life again. And if he develops feelings for me... he'll never let me go... I know this for sure. That's why I have to stay away and stay put as much as I can. But just this once.. I think I can give myself this chance, maybe I'll discover more of these sparkling feelings that have recently put my heart on fire. I know I shouldn't, but I really really want to. It's always the matter of what you should and shouldn't.. All my life I've been a good girl, always doing what a daughter should, a good girl should do.But since I left the house, since I tasted the sweetness of rebel on the tip of my tongue, there is no going back...
"Alright. I'll go with you. But on one condition. I don't want you to buy any kind of luxurious dress especially for me, like in those romance novels. I will wear what I have and you'll have to accept me and let me accompany you as who I am. I won't change the way I dress and the way I am for one night." I said looking straight in his eyes. I know his status is much higher than my dad's. Although my dad is an accomplished businessman too, but this guy is on a whole different level. Apollo's behaviour is a bit suspicious, he's giving way too much attention and is way too kind to me, for a girl who he met by chance in his hotel Lobby, this behaviour is not justified.
Does he feel something towards me? If that's the case then I won't rest in peace until I know what Apollo feels for me. Whatever he has done for me is either out of pity, guilt or attraction, or all of them. But I don't wanna be the kind of stupid thick headed girls who ignore the very clear sign a guy gives out. I have never experienced this kind of thing in person before but I've seen enough movies to understand human behaviour at times like these. And every kind of affection starts with accepting the other person for who they are in every possible way, loving them for every little thing they do. Maybe I'm going a bit too deep too early but... I don't see a reason why I shouldn't.
"Done. You might think that I want to change you, Meera but that's not really true. The way you dress, the way you speak, the way you laugh.. It's all perfect. I won't bring a dress for you, but I want to gift you something as a symbol of gratitude for accepting my invitation." He asked with hopes in his eyes but I shook my head.
"I accepted this invitation as a payback for what you've done for me until now. I don't want to take any more from you, it'll be really heavy for me to take."
"No can't do Meera. I've already brought it and if you refuse to take it then I'll throw it away and let me tell you it's very important to me. If you make me throw it away then I'll be really sad..." He said keeping a hand dramatically on his heart and crouched down as if he's in pain.
"Ohk ohk fine!" As soon as I said that he lifted his head again smiling slyly at me. Agh! How is he having his way with me so easily!?
Don't believe all this so easily Meera. Well to be honest that's what I've been doing ever since I first met him. I even want to laugh at my vain attempt to hate him or doubt. To be honest I'm someone who follows their gut instincts more than their intelligence or what their mind says and that's how I'm still alive I guess.