I'm Not Cinderella

C H A P T E R 4

C H A P T E R  4: 

      

My day seemed to be more mirthful now. It's now that he's here, the stranger I met through accident.    Have you ever had that feeling when you're reading a book; it seems so magical, and when you get back towards your normal life everything turns dull in a sudden? Yes, this is how I exactly felt. When he's near, everything's blithe, yet when simply turns around to say goodbye, everything seemed to be black-and-white. He is a story I wouldn't get sick of reading. His eyes are words interconnected to bear meanings. What I'm reading now is the first chapter, and somehow I guess I skipped the Prologue. I still don't know him. 

    Well now he's here, in front of my doorstep, probably being the most irresistible creature in this planet. I combed my hair in a rush and put on my bedroom slippers. Yes, I'm on my comfortable yet awkward pajamas now. I went downstairs and breathed. 

    There he was. He's holding his grey skateboard, wearing a beanie, and a white shirt with "My Chemical Romance" note in it. His jeans are faded blue and his shoes were black converse. He smiled. Lips were curved. 

"I told you I'd come." He breathed smoothly and did something unexpected. He touched my arm with his warm hands and looked at my arm on sling. "Feeling better?" 

"Better than better." I grinned widely and in a sudden, without the sane state of control, I hugged him. It was a bone-breaking hug. It was the kind of hug we get uncomfortable for being too much dramatic. Yet the kind of hug we feel only once in a blue moon. I can't believe this, I can't believe this, THIS IS UNBELIEVABLE! Why could I give that embrace without even accepting one from anyone in my life? Looked like I startled this man. 

"Uhm, you alright?" He laughed, once again looking at me straight in my eyes. 

"Well uh, I'm just... I'm just.." Help me get through this! "-I'm just glad you were concerned about me." I replied matter-of-factly, maybe. 

"Hmm.. I see!" He paused. "Wanna come with me?" 

"Where?" I interrogated with curiosity. 

"My house." He winked. Dayum this guy's fast!

"Well are you sure you wouldn't mind?"

He chuckled. "Are you kidding me? Of course not!"

"Okay, Okay, Mr. I-don't-know-your-surname! But let me change clothes first." I said jokingly- "Crawford. Haha! My surname's Crawford." He chuckled. 

"Ooh, nice surname!" I complimented then immediately ran up towards the attic, changing my clothes. I put on my pink sweater quickly and changed on my jeans. My sneakers were pink as well.  And yeah, I think I'm still having a bad hair day. So I let Louise put it in a quick ponytail instead. 

"You think you can walk?" He said looking at my arm. Yet before I even nodded,

"Never mind, I'll walk with you." I smiled. 

"Where do you live by the way?" I raised my eyebrow as I asked. 

He smirked. "Just near... Haven't seen me around before?" I shook my head, saying "no".

"Hm.. okay c'mon!" He smiled as he had his arms on my shoulders, walking with me at the sidestreet.

I was out of control, and I almost lost my sanity. This is like a creepy friendship due to too much affection. He's beside me and I felt so much oblivious.

He stopped in this silver 10ft. gate and opened it. His place looked majestic. I've seen this house before and I've been admiring it ever since. It's the best house I thought. It's a two-story house and almost everything was made of bricks and stones. It looked like a classic mansion if you tell me. There were dahlias in his frontyard, and random trees, and bushes.