The bar seemed silent from outside with no groups hanging around or any security at the doorway. I looked down at my phone to see if I was at the right place and once I looked at the text from Chris it confirmed that I was. I hesitantly entered through the doorway the loud music boomed within the walls of the building making me tremble. Every inch of the place was crowded with people hanging around in small groups or in couples but what made me freeze was that wherever I looked the walls, the floor, the people they all oozed of one word POSH. All the men were suited up giving them a smart handsome look and women strutted around in their elegant dress. I felt out of place with my casual outfit maybe I should listen to Sally and Holly more often. As I made my way to the bar with my head down, not wanting to see anyone's expression about my taste of fashion however through the stupid loud music I could hear women making remarks.
'What is she wearing?'
'Can she not afford a sophisticated dress?'
'Some people try to fit in where they can't, she can't even own a nice pair of heels!'
I ignored their comments especially the last the one cause honestly I don't agree with her, these heels are stunning. I was relieved to see an empty seat at the bar, I sat down and ordered myself a strong drink so I could get through tonight especially with these arrogant people around. This made me think....Is Chris arrogant? I mean he did choose this place!
I looked around in admiration, the room with small dim lamps hanging down from the ceiling gave a nice romantic sensual atmosphere to it. There were red sophiscated leather booths fitted against one wall for small groups and in the middle there was a nice inviting dance floor with couple swaying around. I realised there was a set of stairs leading to another floor, I was curious what was upstairs but I was feeling insecure to walk past them arrogant people. I turned around to face the bar when I noticed the whole back wall was made out of windows, there was a small door leading outside into a beautiful garden. I couldn't help but walk outside, forgotten were the arrogant people, forgotten was the feeling of insecurity the only thing in view was the striking garden. When I walked outside the chilly air nipped at me I crossed my arms to help me from shivering. There was an arch made of beautiful flowers I couldn't help but admire the handy work, I walked through archway to a small field filled with gorgeous flowers everywhere giving a nice dreamy effect to it. I could hear water rushing somewhere near me so I decided to wander around as I let my fingers caress the flowers as I strolled. As I mindlessly wandered on I could see water rushing down from the wall into a small tiny steam. I sat down at the edge and sunk my fingers in the rushing water as I played with it and let my mind wander to Ethan. Why was I thinking about Ethan Cole right now? I had no idea! I shook my head to shatter the thoughts I was having of him, he made me feel like a fool with his actions and I was sitting like an idiot thinking of him. Argh! I am really annoyed with myself, I sat up abruptly and started to walk away but honestly I was trying to run away from my mind filled with the only name Ethan.
I waited patiently at the bar with a drink in one hand and my phone on the other I couldn't help but keep glancing to see if in case Chris tries to contact me. It had been 45 minutes with me patiently waiting but honestly that patience was growing thin as the minute went by. I started chatting to the barman to keep myself occupied when at last Chris appeared.
"Hi-I'm-sorry I-kept you-waiting." Chris wheezed out as he panted with his hand clutching his chest. After looking at his state, his blonde hair in every direction with small beads of sweat on his forehead and by his current position with his hands firmly on the bar top and his head resting on them as he tried to control his breathing just confirmed that he must have went through hell to get here. So I dismissed the last hour like it never happened and controlled my anger that I would have unleashed if he thought it was perfectly fine to stroll in without a care.
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