I woke up in the morning remembering what happened last night. I looked at my ankle and then remembered what Ryan told me. His words last night seamed so manly. I giggle when I remembered how we used to act when we were little. I looked at the clock and was shocked. OH MY GOODNESS! I AM SUPPER DUPPER LATE FOR SCHOOL! I quickly tried to run to washroom but then realized that my ankle was twisted. Man, I hate it. I slowly went near the washroom and got freshed. My ankle did pain less than before. Ryan's medicine did really worked, huh? Then I went down the stairs and went to the kitchen, finding Ryan sitting with my parents and chatting.
"Hey!" He waved at me as he drank his tea.
"Hi! Why are you here, Ryan!?" I asked.
"Why? You are disappointed that I am not in your bedroom?" He said.
"What the heck? Why would I want you in my bed room?!" I yelled as I sat on the table.
"He is only teasing you, Alexa," Mom said as she gave me breakfast.
"Ryan is here to drive you to school. You are hurt, right? You cannot take a bus to school," Dad said.
"But dad . . ." I protested.
"No but Alexa. You are late for your school anyway," Mom said.
I looked at Ryan and saw him smirking. Mom and dad went to work leaving me and Ryan in the house, alone.
I finished my breakfast and took my back pack. "Alright, we are going to school," I said.
"Want me to scoop you like last night?" He asked.
"No stupid!" I yelled as I pushed him out of the house and locked the door. "Ek!" I felt him scooping me on his arms. "What the heck, Ryan?!"
"What do you mean by what the heck? I am helping my fiancée. What's wrong with that? You are hurt," he said as he took me near his car.
"People are looking, you know?" I asked.
"Oh, so you are embarrassed?" He asked. "Ah! So cute!" He said as he closed the car door.
"Shut up!" I said. It's useless to talk to him.
He stopped his car in front of my university. I was about to get out of the car when he said, "Aren't you going to kiss me?" He asked.
I looked at him in shock. "What?"
"I said, are you not going to kiss me?" He asked as he came closer.
"There are people . . ." Before I even finish my sentence, he drove his car at the back of the university.
"How about this?" He said. "Now, my kiss . . ." He asked as he smiled sweetly.
"Um . . . I actually never kissed anybody so . . . Um . . ." I mumbled.
He smiled sweetly to me again and got out of his car and opened the door for me. I got out of the car and he suddenly hugged me. I blushed and said, "What are you doing?"
"You told me that you don't want to kiss, so hugging is not a problem, right?" He asked as he broke free from the hug. "Plus, I don't want to force you in something that you don't want. And I did say that I will make you love me. And trust me . . . I will make you love me in such a way that you will be willing to kiss me," he said.
"Stupid pervert!" I wacked his head with my bag and slowly went to my school as I heard him laughing out loud.
After my school, I went to work and started to work. The picture of my office is below.
My phone was in silence and I was working. My boss always loaded me with work, and I liked to make sure that other works finished their work properly so I looked at their works too. I finished my work at around 9:00 pm at night and nobody was in the office except the boss and the secretary. I took out my phone and turned it on, finding a lot of missed call from Ryan. No way, was he planning to drive me home? Well . . . Whatever, I have to take the bus to home. I slowly went down the stairs of the office and got out of the entrance of the office finding Ryan, standing on the parking lot, leaning on his car. What is he doing here? Especially in my office?
He came near me and took my bag from my hand and said, "You done your work?"
"Yes," I said. "What are you doing here?"
"Waiting for my fiancée, of course," he said.
"How do you know that I work here?" I asked him as we went near his car.
"Your dad told me to pick you from your office," Ryan said.
"Oh, I see," I said as I sat on his car and he sat on his driving seat.
"Is your work always this late?" He asked.
"Sometime, why?" I asked.
"If you finish your work this late then when do you study and eat? Do you even eat properly? Last night, when you were in my arms, you were so light," he said.
"Oh, are you worrying about me?" I joked.
But I think, Ryan didn't take it as a joke. "Yes, I am worried about you, fiancée," he said.
My cheeks were filled with blush. "Shut up!" I said as I looked away.
"You look so cute when you get embarrassed."
"Mind your own business," I said. Man, I feel tired. I have to go home and finish my homework.
"Is your boss Mr. Hudson?" He asked.
"Yes, why?" I asked. "You know him?"
He didn't answer. I looked at him and saw that he was lost in thought about Mr. Hudson for a while.
"You okay?" I asked.
"Yes," he said. He looked a little mad for a while. Is he actually know him?
We stopped in front of our house and he took me to home.
"Bye!" I said.
"Hey, don't let your boss know that I am your fierce, okay?" He said as he pulled me in a hug.
"Why?" I asked.
"I will tell you later but not now. Bye!" He said as he went away.
What the heck? Why doesn't he want my boss to know about our relationship.
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