Promise

Chapter 22

"Come lets watch a movie.", he tells me grabbing my hand.

"Which one?", I ask him as he guides me to his theatre room. Holy cow! There is a wide white screen positioned properly for the projector. Two very long comfortable looking L-shaped sofas, totally air conditioned room and dim lights which I am assuming are controlled by a remote. Its all black, cream and brownish in color. Very pretty.

"Whiplash."

"huh?", I ask him coming out of my oblivion.

"the movie which we are going to watch."

"oh yeah right. Umm, never heard of it."

"I am sure you must have not. Let's just say, I am going to make you fall in love with actual music."

"really?", I say narrowing my eyes at him.

"Yep, thank me later."

He arranges the projector and everything to start the movie. Gets a blanket and wine for me. How thoughtful of him. As soon as my back hits the sofa, I am engulfed by coziness. So soft and nice. If I could, I would lie here for the rest of my life.

After he is done organizing everything, he sits beside me. Puts a hand over my shoulder and I let myself go in his arm. I feel at ease.

"Do you have a thing for movies Lewis?"

"A thing? Haha. That's the first time I have heard someone say that. And yes, I love watching movies. Especially really well directed and inspirational movies."

"Oh."

"What about you Rachel."

"Haha, not at all. I haven't even watched the most famous or Oscar winning movies. Don't judge me. For me, it's a waste of time. I would rather do something else than just sit in front of the television for two hours.", I reply. He cocks his head to one side with a little smirk on his face and softly asks.

"So what is your thing Rachel." For some stupid reason, whenever he says my name, my body seems to be enticed by it. Even though I know he is not planning on enticing me, yet.

"More into books and stuff. You know."

"That's good, alright. Lets watch."

He gives me a summary of what I should expect and learn from it.

After some time,

"Oh my god Lewis, what a movie!", there was a point where I was about to cry. Wow, just amazing I swear.

"I know right, this is the second time I have watched and still have like goosebumps all over.", he replies with sparkling eyes. He looks so happy. I rarely get to witness this look of his. In the office, he is always so tensed but also very focused. Even when we go to have lunch, he is never relaxed. I have been working with him for quite a few days now. To be very honest, I can see that he has changed a lot. The first time I saw him, he was very stern, closed off and looked like something is bugging the life out of him. Now he has started to loosen up a little. He is very handsome but if you look closely, you will notice he is going through sleepless nights. You will notice his gloominess at times.

I look at him, and he looks very peaceful. I lift his arm so that I can cuddle into him. He lets me. We actually doze off just like that within few minutes.

Thankfully, my parents let me stay the night with him. So glad. He starts snoring as soon as he rests his head on my head and holds me close. I feel so warm. He is the best.

My eyes pop open when I hear something or someone saying in my head,

"Do you think, you love him?"

I turn my head only to find Lewis sleeping like a baby. I relax a little but I am surprised of my helplessness of finding an answer to that question. Being in a relationship or falling in love, etc, has never been a priority for me. Its neither a no nor a yes. At this moment, I have no idea. All I know is I am living the moment with him and nothing else. He makes me smile, keeps me happy. I personally look forward to seeing his face or spending even a little amount of time together. I have always felt that way about him. Surely, no one has made me feel the way he makes me.

If this question was asked to me when we first kissed, I would have probably said yes. I don't know how to put it into words. The way I felt. It was not the horniness. That's what, beneath all that physical attraction, somewhere deep down inside me, I felt him touching me. The actual me, which is not pretty. Yet, I felt him already loving those parts of me. I swear to god, it was such a weird feeling I got. I chose to ignore it at that time cause I don't know it was something I could not comprehend. I had literally pushed that feeling away, until now. It comes back up again.