I walked back into the hall. More like stalked in. I was not sure of what was going on with me but I tried as much as I could to hold myself together. I don't want to call any unnecessary attention to myself.
My head was buzzing. My heart was racing and I could feel it in my throat, almost literally, but that was not possible. I can't believe that I let this man get those reactions out of me. I should not have allowed him to steer up those emotions in me at all.
The most annoying part of this whole thing was that I've tried in the past to have these emotions. Even if it were not to a quarter fraction of what I was feeling right now. Something that could make me move on from him and date other men.
But it was like my heart had other plans that it was brewing. I had never felt like this for any other person, but him. He was the only one that made my heart beat so fast. The only one that pulled on the strings of my heart.
Shit.
I was spiraling. And there was nothing I could do about it.
I shook my head and sat back down in my chair, almost regretting why I stood up in the first instance. I should not have stood at all. Maybe I would not have met him one on one.
Not like I had met him, he was the one that cornered me in the women bathroom of all places. That sly.
I concentrated with everything I had in me at show that was going on below me. After the last set came out, there were cheers everywhere and howls of appreciation which made me happy.
Tam had a wide smile on her face and her eyes roamed the crowd like she was looking for someone. When her eyes landed in me, her smile widened and she blew me a kiss from where she was, which I returned.
"The last bit on today's program, which happens to be the highlight of today's show," she paused for a while before she continued, "Zuri Roy." She said simply and the whole place erupted into a fit of clap as soon as she came out from behind the changing room.
I for one, even though I was the designer, I think she was pretty. Angelic even. She had a smile on her face that made her look more radiant than she actually was.
The dress she was wearing was a masterpiece I made by myself. No one helped me. I was surprised when she said she'll wear my design. I never wanted to reach out to her. But in the hope of doing things in a good way and promoting our brand, Tam was the one that forced me to right that email in the first instance.
Few hours later, she replied to me. I knew as a celeb, she'd have people handling her socials. But, her reply was so fast, you'd think she was expecting the mail.
I stood up from where I was sitting and did not stop clapping. She wore the dress gracefully. She made it look perfect. I don't know anything right now, all I knew was that this line of clothing was gone. I just knew it.
I could feel piercing eyes staring at me from the back, but I did not look back. What was he doing in the gallery? My eyes flew to his space in front, and I confirmed that he was not there. He only had to do that to torment my life.
Not like I cared. But, I knew that I was lying. Given the fact that my heart was beating so fast. I tried to concentrate on what was going on. My treacherous mind wanted to look back at him, but I stopped myself with everything I had.
I was mad at him for what happened the other time. Him saying that I should change my eye contact to the color of my eyes. I hated him for doing that to me. It was not like he cared about me in any way.
He was acting like he still had the right to me. That was how he was before all our issues started. He made sure that I was fine, noticed the most littlest things about me that a normal person should not.
If my eyes were changed, even though I did not cry, he'd ask about it. And made sure I told him about whatever happened to me. The worst part was when we went out on dates and any other man looked at me in a way that made him think they were interested in me. He'd flare up then and go into this overprotective mode.
I used to love those days.
I suddenly put a screeching brake to the thoughts that were swirling through my mind right now. I should not do this, not in front of him. I could break down right now and he'll see me for who I actually am.
I need to get home to Charlie. I looked around and the show was over. What was left was a dinner part that was happening in the next hall. I must have thought really deeply that I did not know when the people had moved to the other side.
This hall was almost empty now, but there were still a few people around. I stood up from the chair and made my way downstairs. I was blocked by someone though. A man. Not Charles.
I breathed out.
"Hi." He greeted in a sharp prime tone.
"Hi." I replied back in a calm business tone that I have mastered over the years. There was no way anyone knew about me here, so I was safe. Well, except for the gaze of the man burning holes through my head, I was fine.
"I'm Damon. You caught my attention since the beginning of the show but I did not want to disturb you so I waited till the end of the show to approach you." I breathed out as if he was nervous to talk to me.
Looking at him now, he had great looks. He was pretty handsome and he was taller than I am. Very well. But not as tall as….
Stop that right now, it thought.
"Oh….. I… I'm not very good at this. My name is Gwen. I'm a fashion enthusiast that luckily got an invite to come to a great show like this one." I said to him and he laughed. He had a nice smile.
I swear I could hear a growl from behind me, but I did not look back. I could not look back.
"Will I not be cliche when I say that your name is as beautiful as you are?" He said. I could almost say he was shy, which was sweet. No man has made me smile, even a little since my nemesis.
"That's definitely cliche." I replied to him and we both laughed.
He was about to say something whenTam sashayed towards us and stopped beside me. She had this look on her face that made it obvious that she was shocked.
I am shocked too. I have never gave men the time to entertain me this much. Well it was nothing much, but that should give you the idea of how fucked up my mind had being m
So why this was happening right now, got past me. Or was it because I knew he was staring? Because he was looking? Was my goal to spite him? To let him know that I moved on from him, even though in my heart, I knew I didn't move an inch.
"Hummm…. Gwen, we need to leave right now." Tam said as a matter of urgency.
"Like right now?"
The look on her face said it all.
"I'll take my leave right now, Damon. It was nice meeting you." I said with a smile on my face.
"Can I have your number before you go?" He asked and I nodded yes. After I had typed in my number on his phone, I walked away after bidding him goodbye.
"What they hell was that girl?" She asked me immediately we were out of earshot.
"Nothing. We were just talking." I said absentmindedly.
"Did you know that Charles was at the other end, looking at everything? More like murder watching you guys? The look on his face could kill either of you, G." She said.
"I don't give a flying fuck about what he thinks."