AZALEA-
I smashed the door as I came out of the room. I grabbed Mia's hand and dragged her with me. Just the matter of fact that he tries to be all cool about it, makes me want to punch him right on that handsome face of his. I am just so proud of myself. I know for sure that he will think twice making someone wait next time. I fled from the station as fast as I could. I was slightly scared that he might pop out and after all he was a DCI in here and could blame me with anything. So it was better not to bump into him again. When we got a little far from the station I sighed in relief. I kept on looking back to make sure no one was following us.
"hey hey...what happened?"
"WHAT happened? after all this time we waited?"
"yes, but wasn't it suppose to be like that? I mean after all it was an investigation. Right?" I averted my gaze from her, as guilt took over me.
"but…he.. he shouldn't have kept me waiting that way, then maybe I would have at least thought of his good looks" I rolled my eyes looking back to the view outside. Mia laughed at that.
"Really? was he also handsome?"
"It was the same guy… the one who saved me…" I slyly whispered.
"huh? then why di-...Oh Right! How could that mouth of yours be polite?" she flew her hair back with gritted teeth. I bit my lower lip and sighed.
What have I done?!
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I dropped Mia at her coffee shop, where she works as a part-timer. She is trying hard to be that 'independent' girl she said she wanted to be. I actually appreciate it but she could have lived a normal life like us, it's not like my parents didn't love her like their own daughter but Mia never felt that way. In fact, she called dad 'uncle' although dad told her not to. Even when she is not living with us anymore I still call her early in the morning to ask about my clothes. Did she really leave us to 'TASTE' life or…
Suddenly I took an instant brake as a car came in front of my car. Screeching sounds of the tires spread widely. I felt a push towards the steering wheel squeezing my eyes. I was breathing heavily by now when there was an unexpected knock on the window. I rolled it down without looking at who it was, more like to breathe some fresh air.
"I am sorry! I didn't mean-. Are you okay?" Why was this voice so familiar. and right after that instant minute, I got my answer. THIS MAN AGAIN!.
I blinked several times and soon regained my posture. I took off the seat belt and got off the car.
"What do you think you are doing Sir?"
I folded my arms while gritting my teeth. He put his hands in his pocket and shrugged.
"Can we talk?"
"What??"
"You heard me the first time!" He said while looking away.
"And what makes you think I would do that after what you just did. Do you even know there could have been a severe accident!" I said looking at his deep black eyes.
"It was not my intention," he said while running his hand over his hair as if he was feeling guilty.
"Intentions are not worth it when your actions come out like this!" I snapped at him.
"Intentions are the only thing that matters when you are actions come out wrong!" He said without even a blink, gawking at my eyes.
I averted my gaze giving him a chance to smirk.
"Are you going to clear my way, or should I hit your car?"
"do it and wait for the consequences after that." Again a smirk! why do guys like smirking so much?? I turned to leave but he grabbed my wrist roughly, giving me a death glare. I jerked it away rolling my eyes. I sat in the car, starting the engine. But guess what this stupid guy blocks my way by standing right in front of the bumper of my car. His smirks never fade away though. He then pointed his index finger giving me a signal to wait. Then he took out a phone from his pock- Wait! MY phone!!! but... I checked my pockets and the passenger seat, even the dashboard but it was nowhere to be found. Then I remembered.
So it really is my phone
I got off and walked to him all heated up. I tried snatching it but he stretched his long arms in the air.
"Easy girl!" he smirked even more, maybe now because of the position we were in, too close.
"Give.it.to.me!" I pushed my hand towards him, hitting his chest hard.
He didn't move an inch, he squeezed his eyes though.
I clenched my hand into a fist.
"What do you want me to do? huh?? BEG YOU FOR MY OWN FREAKING PHONE OR CHARGE YOU FOR STEALING IT!" I merely shouted the last part. He gave a chuckle to that, leaving me off guard.
"I am sure I didn't crack a joke or something" I scoffed at him.
"sure you are right. Sorry" he then cleared his throat acting all serious.
"a cop charged for stealing" he began playing with the phone. I Sighed in annoyance as I got his point and ran my hand over my bangs.
"What do you want me to do?" I gave up
"The rule is simple! Agree to help me out and you may take your phone," he said coolly.
I pressed my lips tightly and thought.
"Okay then lead the way, sir!"