Tell me about yourself

Liam's Point Of View

I reach the basement of my mansion and park my car . I see that the girl sitting by my side is still fast asleep. I decide not to wake her up because she looks like an absolute angel. Instead of getting out of my jaguar right away, I decide to take my time and admire her. She has chocolate brown hair with the slightest shade of gold at her ends. Although she's asleep but I can see a faint smile on her face. It is like even when she is angry or annoyed , she cannot get rid of this smile. It always clings to her face. This smile right there makes me feel like no matter what, everything will be alright. I first noticed this smile when we were on the rooftop. Although I was drunk way beyond my limit but somehow I did not forget that I noticed this smile of her's on her face . I think this smile was the reason why she was able to convince me to get back to her apartment. For some reason that I cannot explain, this smile gave me hope. A hope that even when everything is falling apart, piece by piece, it will be alright. A hope that I will get through every shit happening in my life.

She is wearing an outfit which shows her disturbingly hot curves that I am sure every man craves for. When she walked in that outfit from her room, I swear I was going to spill the water in my mouth right out. I always knew that she was pretty but this outfit made me realize that she is sexy too.

I finally made her leave the bar because I was not liking the way the guys were looking at her at the club. Everyone looked at her as if she was a piece of meat and honestly that made me sick. She claims that I do not have any manners but I know enough that I will never look at a woman like the guys were looking at her.

She tries to move but the seat belt confines her to her seat. She looks uncomfortable so I decide to take her up and put her to bed, so she can sleep comfortably.

I remove her seat belt and open the car door. Then I walk towards her door and open it too. I wrap my arms around her body and gently pick her up bridal style and instantly a smell of cocoa fills the air. She always smells like cocoa. It is like this serene cocoa smell is a part of who she is.

I walk towards the lift and I enter the floor number. The lift door opens and I walk into the lift slowly.

After a second the lift door opens in my hall . I can feel her moving so I decide to put her on the couch rather than the bed for awhile.

I walk towards the couch and gently put her on the couch just to see that she is opening her eyes.

I walk towards the kitchen and grab a bottle of water kept on the kitchen table and walk back towards her. I hand her the bottle and say, "here , drink it. You gotta stay hydrated or else you are gonna wake up with a really bad headache tomorrow", she takes the water bottle readily which shows that she was definitely thirsty.

"Where am I ?",she asks innocently, taking in the unfamiliar surroundings.

"At my penthouse", I say looking for the aspirin that will deal with her hangover.

"You own penthouse?", she asks with her every word dripping with disbelief.

"You seem surprised.", I comment at her startled reaction.

"I mean ya, you literally never work. You are always around. Where the hell did you get the money to buy a penthouse, especially in LA.", she replies.

"I work. It is just that you never see me working, because you are at work too.", I tell her. Well, she was really straight-forward.

"What do you do?", she asks. It's a little hurt to my ego that she does not know who I am but I do a pretty good job of hiding it. I reply casually, "I'm a youtuber."

"Let me phrase my sentence another way. What do you do for a living?", she asks me again. Okay, now she's just annoying me. I reply again , "I'm a youtuber."

"That's it?", she again asks. God, why does she has to ask so many questions.

"Yeah.", I reply with annoyance clearly reflecting in my tone. She senses it and drops the topic.

I find the aspirin and take out one tablet and place it in my palm. I ask her , "How much did you drink today?"

"I think more or less eight shots." Woah, eight shots is definitely less for a hangover as severe as she seems to have.

"That's it . I thought your capacity would be more than that", I say and hand her the aspirin. "How can you judge me when you don't even know me?" , she replies to my statement.

She is hesitant to take the pill so I say,"it will help you with your headache". She takes the aspirin tablet and washes it down with water that I gave her.

I realize that I honestly don't know anything about her so I ask her, "Tell me about yourself."

"What?," she asks me . "Since when are you interested in me", she adds, surprised by my question.

"You said I don't even know you. Then enlighten me .Tell me about yourself",I reply in a tone which shows that I am genuinely interested in knowing her and not just messing around. I walk towards the table and sit on it, so that we're face to face.