Promise

Chapter 28

 As I am working, I glance to my right to look at Lewis and his demeanor. How can a man be so perfect? He looks dead serious. He really can be scary at times. I have observed quite a few things about him. He is exceptionally well focused and has a great foresight about things. What really hit my eye is how easily he makes people fall for him and once they do, he takes advantage of it. It surely is a skill he has been developing over time. His words will captivate you. There is nothing bad about it, in fact if I am right, Warren Buffet once said, "you improve your value by 50% just by communicating the best.". I am sure that's what Lewis must have observed. He is a very smart man. But what I am afraid about is, there can be a time where he might do it to me. Though, after comparing the way he acts around me and other people, I am starting to realize that I mean a lot to me and he trusts me. The fact that he trusts me means the world to me because trust is everything for him. That does mean, I am everything to him. I blush profoundly at the thought. That's when Lewis looks to his right in an instant, his honey-brown eyes gazing at me and a small smile plays on his face.

If anything, I blush even more. He sees the horror on my face when he cuts the call he was on whilst never taking his eyes off me. Oh god, am I a distraction to him? He takes his phone in the hand and I see him typing something mysteriously. My phone vibrates. So we are texting now huh.

"I miss you."

"but I am right here haha."

"yet."

"well I miss you too."

"Liar."

"yes, I am lying.", I send with a devil faced emoji.

"let's do something tonight. We have been working a lot these days. Let's spend some good time together."

"yes yay. I am in."

"you look really beautiful. For the first time in my life, I do not want to work. I really just want to cherish every moment with you."

Whatever he says has such an effect on me. I cannot possibly reply to him in words. So, I get up from my chair and head towards my boss. Who looks at me confused. He gives me a dazzling smile when I enter the office with my shy-ass face. Its just so hard to digest that he really is mine. I should be nothing but bold with him. I do want to also.

As if knowing why I must have come, he relaxes himself in the chair and pushes the chair away from the desk, making space in between. Oh, the way he can predict people is outstanding. He has an extraordinary knack of judging people. Overall, he is just very amusing. I feel nothing in front of him.

I go and sit on his lap to give him a hug since he won't get up.

"I love you." I softly say in his ear and he tightens the hug.

"ahh", I shriek as Lewis lifts me up bridal style from the chair.

"what are you doing?", I say chuckling.

"fuck work, we are going out.", he replies with a spark in his eyes. He looks more excited about it than me. We enter the lift and I am still in Lewis's hands. God! This doesn't feel very professional. What would someone think if they see us like this. I know Lewis doesn't care. I mean why should I too.

"where are we going?"

"wherever you feel like. I am happy with anything as long as I am with you."

"drive?"

"you are really getting to know me huh.", yeah since he loves cars so much, driving is kind of his thing I have come to notice. At times he gets so into it that I have seen him zone out.

"so, it's almost 6 now, will roam around for an hour or so, have dinner and go home.", I tell him smiling.

"you are staying at my place right?"

"am I?"

"yes."

"okay then.", I reply smiling from ear to ear.

"you really make me happy."

"you do too.", he gives me a quick but intense kiss and puts me inside his Bentley.

We go for a drive around the city. Golden lights flash on us with every passing second, the whole ambience feels so warm even though we are just in the car.

"the next song is for you.", wow, for everyone else this must be so cringe but I know for a fact Lewis will never share his songs. To top it all off, he is dedicating it to me.

"why?", my curious mind questions.

"You know Rachel there is a reason why I don't share my songs."

"why is that?", I ask intrigued even more. He looks at my face with such love and again looks ahead on the road. He looked a little doubtful yet he answered,

"songs define who I am. I don't like to share because a person will figure me out if I do and I don't want that to happen for certain reasons which I will tell you later on. Also, I am not very good at expressing, hence this song for you."

"you don't have to, your actions say enough Lewis.", I try to comfort him as I hold his hand. He chuckles a little and says amusingly,

"but I want to Rachel. Just listen, it's a common song. But its coming from me so it holds value.", I nod a yes and soon the song plays. I see the name, its This Town by Niall Horan.

It makes sense. Oh my god, it makes so much sense. Oh my god I am going to cry. Every sentence relates to us.

"from when we were the children playing in this fair ground.", oh god he loves me back then too.

"you still make me nervous when you walk into the room, the butterflies they come alive when I am next to you. Over and over the only truth, everything comes back to you.", this is so true. I never imagined a song would make me feel so overwhelmed. I-I-just, this is so emotional. I feel everything he must be feeling because it is the same feeling. It's the love that we share. I don't want to stop listening to this song but the songs ends with me in tears.

"Lewis, this-was-just-I don't know what to say. I have never felt like this.", I say as I cry a little.

"Don't cry Rachel. I really get you, I have never felt like this either. I just know I love you. I don't know what the future might hold but you have always and will always mean a lot to me. I just know it in my gut."

"you were right you do add a lot of weight to the song.", he gives me a reassuring smile and holds my hand as we drive off into our own world.