"Alfred" Julian called out surprised to see him looking at her. He smiled. "I...
"Shhhhh." he placed his pointer finger on her lips. "
You asked me to stay, Why?"
"Did I?". He didn't reply. "I don't know, I just wanted to be with you"
"Why?"
"I love you'". She covered her mouth with her right palm. He removed her palm from her mouth and leaned closer.
"I feel same. I love you too". His lips caressed hers. The alarm beeped loudly.
"Shut it up". She whispered. Alfred suddenly turned bright like a sunshine.
"Are you an angel?". She asked.
"Did you drink or something?". Alfred asked. Julian struggled to get used to the ray of light. She gradually opened her eyes and saw Alfred leaning on the wall beside the window looking at her. She blinked rapidly.
'It was only a dream'.
"I didn't want to wake you. So I let the sunshine do it for me". Alfred said.
"Jerk". She scoffed. She perceived an aroma and sniffed.
"Whatever. Food is ready".
"You cooked?"
"Yea"
"You can Cook".
"Why do like making me talk a lot. I can't remember the last time I spoke this much"
"Then I deserve a reward". She stands up and glanced at the bed to see if she stained the bed unknowingly.
"Like?"
Let's start with chosing an outfit for me". She made her way to the bathroom door.
"The closet is that way. Make your choice". She smiled and went into the bathroom without saying another word.
"Brat". He scoffed
"I heard that"
"I know". He replied.
*Few minutes later"
Julian walks out of the bathroom wearing a robe, she looks around. The room was already cleared. The bed was made, the room was arranged. 'Something is missing. She thought, "where's the cloth?". She hissed
"I'll pick a cloth". She opened his closet. She picked a White polo and a blue trouser. "Perfect". She wore the cloth, "it's nice". She went to the sitting room, Alfred had already served the dish of waffle and tea on a
small stool.
"Waffles?. Not bad"
"Are you going to eat or keep talking?". She sat down beside Alfred. They ate silently.
"It was nice". She smiled. They cleared and washed the plate.
"Seems you woke up quite early". She spoke once they were done with the dishes and seated.
"Why?"
"You made these even before I woke up"
"That's because you woke up late"
"Humph". She squeezed her face and Alfred laughed.
"You look cute when you're angry".
"You're such a clown".
"You sound just like Roche"
"Alfred, why Roche instead of mum"
"Why do you care?".
"I don't know. But I'm curious. Please tell me".
"I'm adopted"
"Adopted?". She looked confused and doubtful. He sighs
"Yeah."
"And your dad?" He hesitated
"He's dead. He was murdered"
*Flashback*
"I want an ice-cream". Seven years old Alfred told his dad.
"Sure" Alfred's dad, Henry replied. He drove to the nearest ice cream shop and halted. They alighted and went into the shop. They bought chocolate flavoured Ice cream.
"I love you dad"
"I love you son". His phone began to ring. "Hello". He picked the phone via his Bluetooth
".."
"Network seems to be busy, I can't hear you. Hello." He turns to Alfred. "Wait here. I'll take this"
"Okay". Alfred licked his Ice-cream when he heard gunshots. He looked up from his Ice-cream and saw a bus driving off at a very high speed. His Ice-cream fell down when he looked at his dad. He was lying in the pool of his own blood"
*Flashback ends*
"I watched my dad die". "Maybe if I hadn't asked to stop at the Ice-cream shop this wouldn't have happened." Tears ran down his cheeks. "I watched him die. I couldn't do anything about it."
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