Shattered Heartstrings

𝟏𝟑 | Thwarted

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Recap;

"I'm glad you came to seek me again, Aramide." He says with a smooth voice. I gasp and hit the glass wall behind me. He knows my name and what does he mean by again?? I stare at him with wide eyes and a racing heart. As if he understands my dilemma, he steps closer as his manly cologne hits my nose.

"Wondering who I am? Well, I am the male hairdresser."

Just like that, I woke up and died ten thousand times in my head.

I'm certainly dreaming.

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I'm certainly dreaming. That's it.

And I do the weirdest thing ever. I laugh. Not a mock laugh, or a half one, but my laugh is full blown which makes my forehead to ache because of my newly made hair. I had to stop my weird laugh because of my developing headache, and because of the strange Tobias standing in front of me.

Impossible!

I can't be standing in front of another celebrity again when I've not recovered from the Triple-J yet. How did the male hairdresser turn to him? I'm really confused.

His sharp and bright honey eyes are staring back at me with so much intensity and amusement, that I have to quickly avert my eyes to his other features. Oh God!

His jawline is sharp like a tigers razorblade that gives his face a mature pre-adult look. His hair, brown mop of mess that is being geled in perfect waves. Perfection.
Don't get me started on his skin. This guy is freaking biracial! Which In a way reminds me of Kiki who is half Nigerian, and half Indo-European.

He is wearing a plain white body hugging T-shirt and a black pair of Nike shorts with a sling Balenciaga bag worn across his chest and a Balenciaga pair of trainers. He is obviously taller than me. Not that I'm that short or tall though I'm just there with an average height. Wait, I'm I checking him out? As if to answer my question, he smirks and clicks his tounge on his teeth.

Great! Now he knows I'm checking him out!

Stupid move Aramide.

I use my hands to slightly push him away from me. "My personal space. And don't call me little one." I manage to rush out the words using my hands to signify the distance.

"But you were obviously enjoying the view. Weren't you?" He asks with a twinkle in his eyes.

Gosh who is this handsome devil? and what does he want from me??

I manage to hiss at his statement. I don't even know where the damn restroom is! I ignore him as I continue moving with nervousness. I am already embarrassed enough today and I don't need more. He whistles as he trails behind me, thereby making me to be self-conscious. "Why are you following me?" I ask with a hint of frustration.