Make You Mine

Don't give up

Claire Amber Rose

"This is not the way to my home."

"I know."

"If you know then why and where the hell are we going?" I protested with furrowed brows. "For a designer you talk too much."

"5 years being a designer this is the first ever wrong desicion I've ever made. Letting you drop me home." He raised his brows looking at me amused. "Oh really? I thought you were enjoying it. Since you talk a lot throughout the ride."

Crossing my arms over my chest, I frowned at his respond. "I was just making sure you're dropping me at my home. Now look where we are, I don't even know where you're taking me."

The car suddenly stop and Dennis turn the engine off. "We're here."

"Where are we?"

"You'll see once we get out."

I turned to him and said. "What if I don't want to?" He shrugs. "Well you only have two option, sitting here for hours without the air conditioner then you ran out of oxygen or going out with me. Your choice." I frowned at his respond. When he was about to go out, I huffed in annoyance and force myself to go out.

I slam his car door loudly and walked ahead of him. I looked around an just realize we are ar the park.

What are we even doing at the park?

"It isn''t so bad right?" I ignore him while looking anywhere else other than him. "I take it you enjoy it huh?" I rolled my eyes. "Who said I enjoy it?"

"Oh come on! Is not that bad. I mean the park is always relaxing. You're lying if you say this isn't relaxing."

"No, my relaxing place is in my studio." I stop on my track to face him. "You know what this is wasting my time. I'm a fashion designer, not just any fashion designer but I'm a famous fashion designer. I have a lots of order from around the world and that makes me a busy person."

"So... what's that have to do with this?" He gestured to the park. "It means I won't waste my damn time just to walk around the park. If you don't want to drop me home from the start then you shouldn't force me to go with you. Now if you excuse me, I have somewhere somewhere be."

I left him and hoping a cab to drive past me. As if God hear my prayers, a cab drive towards me and I quickly get in before Dennis has the chance to get me.

I breathe out in relief as the cab drive away from the park. I still don't get it why he brought me to a park. I don't like wasting my time to stroll around watching people laughing and playing.

Just admit it that you actually like strolling around the park. My conscience said. I scoffed. Like? I never like strolling around the park just to watch a bunch of family having fun. It's like you don't have other activity to do.

You and I both know is not the park fault. It's your...

"Shut up!" I can't help but yelled. I looked up only to found the driver looking at me weirdly. I apologize to him and lean back to my seat. My conscience is so annoying same as Dennis. Wait, why did I say his name? I think I'm going crazy.

Dennis Harrington

I stare at Claire as she enter the cab. I sighed and walked to a nearby bench. Why is it so hard to even talk to her? I brought her here so the two of us could relax but clearly relaxing is not in her vocabulary. All she thinks is work, work and work. Can she even have some fun?

I'm a businessman too, I have a lot of meetings and paperwork but somehow I can still manage to have some fun and enjoy my life.

She really getting on my nerves.

"Hello, may I sit here?" Lifting my head up, an old lady smile warmly to me. "Sure, of course you can." I strutted over to make some for her to sit.

"You're alone here, young man?"

"No, I was with a friend." Friend? I mentally scoffed. Did she even think of me as a friend? I guess not.

"I saw you with a woman before. I must say she looks beautiful."

"Yeah she is."

"Are you two fighting? I'm sorry if I asked, I'm a curious old lady." She said with a chuckle. I can't help but smile softly at her. "No it's fine. She was just a little moody."

"When I first saw you, I thought you two are couple."

"I hope." She raised her eyebrow at me. "Why hope if you could ask her?" A puzzled looked etched on my face and I just realize I said that out loud. "She's... a tough cookie. It's really difficult to understand her. I just don't get her sometimes. It's like she hates seeing my presence. I just want to get to know her, that's all."

The old lady chuckles. "Oh.. it remind me of my youth. She doesn't hate you."

"Then why is she always has this scowl on her face everytime she sees me?"

"She just doesn't trust herself." My brows furrowed in confusion. "What do you mean?"

"She doesn't trust herself around you. She's the type of person that prefer to spend her time working rather than socialize. There must be a reason why she did that but all I know she just trying to protect something valuable to her."

"And what is that?"

"Her heart. You don't know what happend in her past maybe there's a reason why she hates you as you said. But all I see, she's just a normal girl that doesn't want her hearts broken. Just remember this young man, don't give up on her, she just needs someone to trust and I have a feeling you will be the person she trust."

"Martha! There you are, I've been looking everywhere for you." I saw an old man with a grey coat and a hat approaching us. "Thank you for keeping an eye on my wife."

I shoot him a small smile. "It's fine sir, we have a nice talk."

"I hope she didn't pressure you too much." I chuckled. "No sir." She stood up with the help of her husband. "Don't give up." She said with a warm and encouraging smile before she left with her husband.

Leaning back to the bench I can't help thinking about her words. Who broke her heart in the first place?

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