Saturday was fun, and I can't believe that Nicolas freaking Flynn had already fallen in love with me! Well, he said that he liked me. Does that count? We spent the whole day just chilling and laughing, and he never bothered to put his shirt back on. But I don't really care because I enjoyed seeing him shirtless. I mean, who doesn't? He never left me alone; he even stayed with me up late, saying that he wanted to keep me safe.
"Thank you." I said, as I smiled at him. He chuckled. "Anything for you." he grinned, and my his dimple! "It's really cute." I said, still staring at his dimple. "What cute?" He frowned. "Your dimple!" I said as I poked his dimple and chuckled. He was truly the cutest! He held my finger, telling me to stop.
"Don't. Or I'll kiss you."
Well, that shuts me out. He really is something.
"Tell me." he said, and that made me face him. "What?" I raised an eyebrow. "What would you do if I did this?" He smirks. I was confused. "Do wh—" he completely silences me by slamming his lips against mine. I am so in love with him. When we finally broke from the kiss, he was smiling widely.
"Stop doing that." I said to him, flushed red. He chuckled. "Why? You don't like it?" He somehow had disappointment in his eyes.
I chuckled and pinched his cheeks.
"You're making it hard for me to breathe. You hear me, Nicolas freaking Flynn." I said to him, and he smirked. "That's good to hear." He started to lean in again, but I stopped him. "I need to sleep, lover boy." I yawned and made my way towards my bed.
He followed me. He was staring at me with amusement in his eyes.
"Well then, I should probably get going." he said, looking unsure. "Don't go... please." I said, remembering the fact that I would be alone again and the kitchen window was wide open. He smiled and took a seat on my bed. I was thankful that I'd found him.
"You're beautiful." He whispered in my ears. I chuckled. What is he doing now? "You're cute." I rolled my eyes. What's wrong with this boy? Is he high?
"I like you."
He whispered. Why is he so cute, ohmygod?
"I like that you made me feel these weird feelings."
He chuckled. I couldn't help but to smile.
"Hey, I thought that you don't like me." I joked, and he rolled his eyes. "People change Rosa. And so do feelings."
"Oh really? I still remember the day you said when you mentioned that you would never like me." I said, trying to annoy him. He shakes his head and pinches my nose. "Shut up or I'll kiss you." I can't help but laugh.
Nicolas had already left the next morning, saying that he had got some stuff to do. Which is weird, because he had a frown on his face after receiving a call from an unknown number. Soon after, he left without saying a word. I have a bad feeling about it. I was waiting for him to call or text me, but nothing. There was no sign of him appearing on my doorstep.I was worried. I tried to call him, but somehow, his phone is not reachable.
Where the heck are you, Nicolas?
That evening, I received a call from an unknown number. Confused I answered it.
:Hello?
The person on the other line exhaled.
:Rosa
When the person said my name, I was sure that only Nicolas called me that.
:Where are you? I was worried!
I am, honestly. I heard him chuckling on the other line.
:Don't be. I'm on my way.
When he said that, I was confused.
:Where are you going?
:Your house.
I was about to reply to him, but he ended the call. Weird. An hour later, he arrived, and I was excited to see him.
"Someone happy to see me," he smirked as I hugged him the moment he walked into my house. "I was just worried." I looked at him and he was already smiling.
"Why?"
He raised an eyebrow and sat on the couch, crossing his hands across his chest. Why does he have to look so damn attractive?
"I don't know. You just left after receiving a weird phone call earlier. I called you numerous times but you never answered. And suddenly, you get a new number, and next you're here. Isn't that just weird?" I sighed, looking at him.
He chuckled and pulled me towards him. I was grateful indeed.
"Don't worry babygirl, I'm here now."
He said as he pulled me closer to him. I was overjoyed that he now likes me and refers to me as "babygirl!" That is seriously something.
"You're honestly really weird, you know?" I chuckled and pinched his nose, causing him to groan.
"Don't. Or I'll kiss you." He said, and that made me laugh.
He rolled his eyes and began to lean in. As soon as his lips touched mine, I could feel the butterflies having their own festival in my stomach.
"You're so beautiful."
He said breathlessly. I chuckled and rolled my eyes. He was staring at me with admiration in his eyes.
"What?" I raised an eyebrow. "Be mine?" He asked. I was shocked. Like seriously, he wanted me to be his? Ohmygod. I was staring at him with wide eyes. "Are you serious?" I honestly wish I'm not dreaming right now.
"Dead serious." he smiles.
I hugged him and excitedly said, "Yes! Gosh, I've been waiting for this day for so long." My cheeks are hurting from smiling too much. He chuckled.
"I like you."
He whispered. I don't know why I feel like wanting to cry. I was about to tell him my undying love for him, but the house phone suddenly rang.
"I'll be right back." I said, and he gave me a weak smile.
When I finally answered the phone, I was annoyed indeed. Who the heck is calling?
"Hello?"
"Hi" when the person said that I was dead in my tracks. "Are you okay? Sorry that I didn't answer your calls earlier. I've been busy. He apologized.
I can't believe this.
"Hey, you okay? I'm coming right now." he said. My knees feel weak. "Okay." I said, as I ended the call.
I honestly wanted to cry.
"Rosa, are you okay?" Nicolas said as he went to me.
I can't believe him.
"Don't"
I warned him. He raised an eyebrow.
"What?"
"Don't f*cking come near me!"
I yelled at him. I was angry, but I wanted to cry even more for the fact that I kissed him. He kissed me!
"Hey, what happened? Rosa?"
"How dare you?" I said, and he backed off. "Let me explain," he said, trying to comfort me. "Stay the f*ck away from me!" I warned him and buried my head. Right now, crying just feels right.
"I'm sorry."
He sighs, and I never heard his voice again after that. Soon after, I heard a soft knock on the door. I can't bring myself to go and open it. I can't face Nicolas. I feel guilty. I can't help but cry. for being so careless and stupid. I heard the door being opened and when I finally looked up to see who was it, I couldn't help but feel sorry even more.
"Rosa! Are you okay?"
Nicolas said, looking worried as he went near me. I can't do this.
"Don't leave me."
I cried and hugged him tight. I could not imagine what would happen if he knew that his twin brother had just been here and that the fact that we kissed broke my heart.
"It's okay. I won't"
He said, as he hugged me back, I can't believe that I kissed his twin brother for god's sake! I had mistaken him for Nicolas. I can't believe that I almost told his twin that I loved him. That I like Nicolas. I don't even know right now.
I feel bad for myself.