"So tonight I'll ask the stars above
"How did I ever win your love?"
What did I do?
What did I say
To turn your angel eyes my way?"
Angel Eyes, Jeff Healey
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Bella's POV:-
Dhadham!!!!! I heard a loud crashing sound. May be they were unloading the furniture. I stood up and went to fresh up. After everything done, I took out my Royal blue sleeveless top with a Black jeggings. I glanced at myself in the mirror. At least I looked good enough and presentable.
I went out to check the furniture and other materials to be unloaded. I stopped when I heard a voice talking to the movers and Packers.
"Let me help you with this. I can handle this one."
Said the new voice. The voice was husky and sounded genuine. I haven't heard it before. Must be the neighbours helping out. I stopped and started peeking outside for the owner of the voice.
As soon as I peeked outside. I saw a boy helping the movers. Even from here I can clearly see his face. I was ogling him.
He had fair skin and muscular arms. His amber eyes were twinking like jewels. And dimples formed when he smiles. I found that so adorable and cute. He looked exactly like a Greek God with his adam's apple bobbling when he talked to the movers. His muscles were flexing with every moment. Those perfect Collarbones we're peeping outside from his t-shirt. He looks sexy.
Oh, So Someone has a little crush here?
Wait, What? No no no !! What's happening with me??? Was I just checking him out? Well it's first time this is happening with me.
Not that I mind, it's good sight to see.
Ohh Bell, what are you doing??? Stop looking at him like a perv. Look around before he notices.
But I can't. I like it what I saw.
My eyes were glued to him and observing each and every moment he was doing.
He was wearing a Blue Track Pant with yellow side strips and a Black Shirt which complemented his fair skin with the WWE belt print. I chuckled slightly at his attire. I mean seriously, WWE??? May be he is one of their fans or may be not.
Why do I care? It's none of my business.
According to his looks, he seems smart, talented and extrovert. I don't think he will over become my friend. And obviously I wasn't gonna ask him to be my friend. Don't ask me why. Because I am afraid to talk and I don't even know why though. Typical introvert.
"Let me help you. Ya, just like this." His voice distracted me from whatever I was thinking. Ahh!!? What am thinking??? I shouldn't be thinking about this 'Stranger' but I am. Why? I don't know.
I watched him lift a heavy furniture. I watched him being totally amazed and surprised. How can this boy lift the furniture so swiftly?? I don't think that he is older than me. I think we are of same age. I look younger because of my height but still even though we are of same years, he is lifting off those heavy metals and I can't even hold a sack of 2 kg potato.
What? Don't be surprised. I was never allowed to go outside and play with others. My family thinks it's waste of time. And Studies are very important. I spent my entire life being caged inside my own house.
I was never into Physical exercise and that explains why I am weak. I never went to any P.E classes in our school.
I spent those classes reading textbooks. But sometimes my friends used to drag me to play with them. I was afraid to make fun of myself but Sebastian used to help me out every time.He was the excellent player and basketball champion. No one could defeat him in a game except me. I don't know how but now I know why. He was trying to make it natural so no one would tease me for my gaming skills. He loved me. He was generous and kind.
I was never allowed to take a step outside. Too much strict. I know. But tell this to my parents not me.
Ahh! Why am I thinking about this again? Anyways, the stranger helped as a distraction for my sorrows. He looks kind and helpful just like me. I wish we could have became friends. At least I could have someone to understand me here.
Enough of my thoughts I turned around and headed towards my room.
I opened my song playlist, plugged my earphones and started playing songs.
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