Knowing the fact that Nicolas has a twin shocked me the most. After his call last night, I can't help but wonder. Why have I never heard about him having a twin brother?
"Rose, me and your dad won't be home tonight. Why don't you go to Bella's place?," Both of my parents looked at me with their sorry eyes.
I smiled.
"Okay! I'll call her Bella." I lied. Bella and her family went out of town to spend time with their relatives.
"Call us if anything goes wrong, okay?" Mom said, and dad kissed me on the forehead. "We will be back on Monday." they said, and wow, one day ahead
"Sure! Bye, mom! Bye, dad." I waved them goodbye as I closed the door.
Sighing I locked the door and turned on the television. I was still shocked by what Nicolas told me last night. I honestly can't believe that he has a twin. They looked so much alike! I could not even see the difference between them. I'm not sure about my feelings when I see two Nicolas, oh God no. I was about to drift into sleep when I heard a crashing sound in the kitchen.
I shot up instantly. My palms were sweating and I was terrified. because I have already locked all the doors and windows. I hurriedly went to my room and locked myself inside. I heard voices, and that's when I realised it was more than one person. I hurriedly called the last number that called me.
"There's someone in my house! Please he—"
My phone dropped because I was startled that someone was banging on my door. I was terrified if the person behind my door had a knife. God no. I was praying that whoever was outside my room could not get in. Ugh, so much for just a relaxing Saturday.
The banging won't stop and it's getting louder and louder. Suddenly, the voices turned to groaning. Oh my God. What is happening outside?
"Rosa, open the door!" When I heard a familiar voice, I ran to the door and opened it. "Thank God!" I hugged him and I was so thankful to see him. He groaned. I let go of him and noticed there was a bruise on his cheekbones, left hand and stomach as he was holding into it so gently.
"What happened to you?" I asked worried, and that's when I realised he had not come alone.
"Miss, don't worry, we have already caught the burglar." the officer said, looking weirdly at me and Nicolas.
What?
"Oh.. okay. Thanks" I said truthfully. Gee, burglar? What did they want from my house anyway? "It was a brave thing to do, Mr but next time let the police do their jobs." the officer said to Nicolas.
"Something bad might have already happened if I waited for you officers." Nicolas rolled his eyes and I nudged his stomach, making him groan in pain even more. The officer just sighed and ignored his rude remarks.
"Are you alone, Miss? Where are your parents? What is their number?" The officer kept asking me numerous questions.
Nicolas groaned. The officer glared at him.
"They're out of town and will be back on Monday." I said. "In that case, I need you to come with us to the station. If you don't feel safe staying here tonight." While writing something in his black notebook, the officer said. "Uh... I think I will manage," I said as Nicolas was staring at me. Please not now, gosh. The officer raised an eyebrow and was about to argue, but Nicolas stopped him. "She'll be okay. I'm with her." Nicolas said as he sneakily slipped his hand around my waist.
Oh gosh, he did not. And I was red as a tomato. The officer rolled his eyes.
"Teenagers these days. Call the police if anything happens. We will put him in jail if we have to." The officer said while looking at Nicolas. "What was that supposed to mean?" Nicolas glared at him. The officer raised an eyebrow. "Um, he will not harm me. I'm sure." I said to the officer, and he nodded before going out of my house.
I sighs. "My stomach is hurting," Nicolas hissed, and I could see the bruise on his cheekbones turning red. We walked downstairs, and boy must I say, he was heavy as a rock! It's also disturbing that his hand is around my waist! I can't focus, gosh. When we finally reached the couch, I left him there to get the first aid kit in the kitchen.
There was glass everywhere. It's scary to think that I have to sleep in tonight with the windows wide open because of the broken glass. Just not my luck.
When I finally got the kit, I walked back to him.
Nicolas was groaning in pain.
"You look like you've been to an apocalypse." I chuckled while I took a seat next to him. He turned his head to me and shook his head. "This is all because of you." he smiled weakly.
Somehow, I felt special that he was willing to get hurt because of me. Well, he saved me, and I feel happy that he cared. I was excited to help him clean up his bruises. Especially the one on his stomach.
"It hurts."
He said, but his expression said the other way. He was staring at me, and I could feel the butterflies dancing inside my stomach.
"What happened really?" I asked as I helped to clean his bruise on his left arm.
"When I got your call, I was worried. Heck, I was dead worried and so I decided to check on you if somehow you wanted to prank me or something." he chuckled. I kept on listening to him. He was worried? About me?! Oh my, this is something. "When I arrived at your house, I noticed your front door was wide open and, dare I say, unlocked," he said.
Weird. I've locked it already.
"And when I decided to come in, I was suddenly punched by a really Buffy guy who smelled like old socks," he cringed. I chuckled because he looked so cute! When I accidentally touched the now-swollen bruise, he hissed proudly.
"You were saying... that he's not good enough to have a fist fight with you?" I asked jokingly
"When you said it like that, I don't like it. I t feels weird." he frowned I laughed, and he just rolled his eyes. "I didn't know that there were two people. But thank God I know how to protect myself." He smiled proudly.
I was debating with myself whether to ask him to clean his bruise on his stomach himself or take off his shirt. Oh my, I could not imagine. When I finally realised that he was staring at me, he chuckled.
"What?"
Please don't blush, Rose I'm begging you. He smirked, and he reached for the hem of his shirt before lifting it up. I knew he did that on purpose, ugh!
"I think it's better for me to take off my shirt so you can clean my bruises." he said, smirking.
Relax your breathing, Rose.
"You seem nervous," he chuckled. Obviously, dude. "Shut up." I said as I continued to clean his bruise. This is the second time I've seen him topless, and I must say, he looked amazing. Thank God I survived cleaning his bruises. But honestly, his abs are really distracting. When I looked up at him, he was already staring at me, amazed.
"Face here." I said so that I could clean the bruise on his cheekbones.
It's tempting, gosh. He frowned, but I slightly pushed his face so that he would be looking at the other side.
"You know, I think I should've gotten more bruises. It will be fun." He said, and I punched his chest playfully. "Stupid" and I'm done. When I was about to put everything away, I noticed that his lips were cut. Probably from the punch earlier.
"Wait, don't move."
I said as I got close to him and I noticed that he became nervous. When my fingers touched his lips, I couldn't help but want to kiss him so badly. Don't bite your lip, Rose! He might know that you wanted to kiss him. For a second, we locked gazes, and he was so beautiful. I sigh, knowing that he might hate me again if I suddenly kissed him. He squeezed my fingers and the cotton bud fell from my grasp. I was amazed that he was looking at me with a smile on his face.
His dimple!
When he finally got my attention, he started to lean in.
My breath hitched
Is he going to kiss me?
For real?
Ohmygod yes
Closer
He was an inch closer to me.
Suddenly, he started to lean back.
I stared at him.
I was surprised, really, that he almost kissed me.
"Can I kiss you?"
When he asked that, I couldn't help but to smile.
"You weren't supposed to ask."
I said as I leaned in and kissed his enticing lips. He was smiling. I knew it! He likes me!! He is so cute. I broke our kiss and noticed he looked confused. I couldn't believe he looked so innocent yet so hot. I was about to say something, but he suddenly leans in and kisses me. Again. I can't believe he actually kissed me! He pulled me closer to him, and I couldn't help but smile. It felt good to be this close to him. He doesn't know that he made me crazy just by smiling.
How I wish he were mine.
When we finally broke from our kiss, he kept his distance, with our nose touching. What he said next seriously made my heart skip a million beats.
I was shocked!
"I like you."
He whispered. I thought I was just hearing things at first.
"I like you very much."
When he said it again for the second time, I was sure that I was not mistaken. I was about to tell him my feelings for him, but he beat me to it. He kissed me again. For the third time.
I never knew that he loved kisses.