Melissa's POV:

Alarm rings in the background.

"Ugh !" I groan and try to switch off the alarm by my hands tapping here and there on the bed trying to find the phone meanwhile my eyes still shut.

The alarm still rings.

"Ugh! Where the hell is it? " I groan in frustration and eventually wake up.
I rub my eyes, deliberately wanting them to be free from sleepiness while searching for my phone. Unable to find my phone on the bed, I jump out of it and start looking for it. I finally found it still ringing and lying down on the floor. Picking it up, I turn off the alarm.

My eyes dart at the time on the screen making my eyes turn into the size of the saucers and my mouth turn into a big 'O'.
"Oh shit! It's nearly 7 am. I am hell late to my first day." I scream. Without wasting time I run to the bathroom for my morning business. As I am about to shower my mind drifts off to Ella. Fuck! I am sure she's still sleeping. Without getting a shower, I run out of the bathroom and get my phone and dial her number.
Ringing...
Ringing...
Ringing...

"Ella, pick up the damn phone. We are already late. We have to be at university before 8. Pick up, idiot." I mumble. It keeps ringing and finally disconnects on its own.

"Oh hell. I think I gotta go and wake her up." I mutter with one hand running through my hair. I hurry and grab my room keys and run towards the elevator while forming a bun of my free hair. The door opens, I get into the elevator and press the fifth floor. I keep tapping my phone on my left hand waiting for the door to close. An old habit of mine when I am hell nervous. The door starts closing but an individual pair of white sneakers stop it midway. The door slides back and reveals the one whom I never want to see again in my life.

A pair of blue eyes meet my brown ones. He looks at me intensely with a smirk. I take a look at him, he is wearing a black t-shirt along with navy blue pants. The sleeves perfectly hugging his biceps showing it off more prominently. And a navy blue blazer hanging on his left hand. He is leaning on the elevator door with his right leg crossed over his left, and his hands crossed at his chest.

His clothing :

He eyes me as usual making me shift uncomfortably under his stare. He notices it and chuckles.

Blake's POV :

I

woke up at around 6 am with butterflies running in my stomach. I planned everything and today was the time for its execution. I know everything will go according to how I planned but still don't want any mistakes so I woke up early to reach university earlier than others. I am so excited. My Baby will be so surprised today. I saw her last a couple of days ago. I was so busy planning the surprise for her that I wasn't able to give her time. I know she will understand once she gets her surprise. 

I still remember the first day I met her. I was mesmerized by her. Then and there I knew that she is mine and I will not let any other guy steal her from me.

** Flashback**

I woke up with a yawn after a sound sleep in the evening. I looked at my phone and saw it's 5 pm already. I got up from the bed and went to the bathroom and splashed some water on my face, then wiped it off with the towel. Sounds were coming from the corridor of things being dragged from the elevator which caught my attention. Maybe someone shifted to the hostel. The curiosity got the best of me and I stepped out of my block which was a little far on the right side of the elevator.

A girl, her height around 5'4 was walking towards the opposite side, her back facing me. She had those straight brown hairs waving from right to left while she kept walking while dragging the luggage which is probably hers. She had those perfect curves just at the right places and in the right amount. She was perfect. She had that perfect figure which could make any boy drool over. She was wearing a black-fitted off-shoulder crop top which rested on her tiny waist along with Street style creamy pants with black stilettos, which completed her attire perfectly. I took slow steps towards her, as I wanted to see her as soon as I could. I stopped just a few steps behind her.

(Melissa's attire)

"I guess it means room 1201, 1202, and 1203 in this block." She murmured but it was audible enough for me to hear it. Her voice was so innocent. My heart was beating rapidly. I was sure that she is a newcomer here and is probably in her first year with me. 
She was still not aware of my presence behind her.

"Yes, you are right Miss...." I said, wanting to hear her name and see her. I noticed her hand moving towards her forehead slightly hitting it, maybe I wasn't supposed to hear the thing she said. I chuckled at her actions and my breath hitched as she turned around. 

She was an angel in a human form. She had those light brown eyes and small pink lips. Her face had prominent cheekbones with blush covering it flawlessly. She ain't had any makeup on, she was a natural, a natural beauty. 

"Oops sorry, I didn't realize I spoke loudly enough for it to be audible." She said while fidgeting with her fingers. Her voice brought me back to life as I almost died from breathlessness. She was the perfect definition of breath-taking. I saw her fidgeting with her fingers which indicated that she was nervous. I wanted to hear more of her angelic voice and also to know more about her, so without wasting any more time, I asked her name.

"I didn't get to know your name, Miss ?" I asked her with a stern voice as she ignored it before also. I hated people who used to ignore my questions and especially my people. Yes, the time I heard her angelic voice my mind was set to make her mine. I made it clear in my mind that I won't allow anyone to go near her except me. I was determined to make her mine anyhow and at any cost.

I gestured my hand forward wanting to feel her touch. I wanted to feel her. Oh, God! Just the thought about her body touching mine made me go all up in the sky. 

"M-melissa Anderson." She shook my hand hesitantly. I loved the way she stuttered. I liked how submissive she was! I didn't want to call her Melissa, instead, I wanted to call her Mel. The cute short name just for my cute cupcake. All the nicknames I had in my mind, I wanted to call her by the cute pretty nicknames but I knew that I had to wait for the right time.

I planned everything and decided that after a few days I will make her mine.
She was a drug, and that too a strongly addictive drug. My heart was racing too fast, I tried to control my irregular breathing as she was too innocent and too cute for me to breathe systemically. I wanted more of her. I wanted to hug her. I wanted her to be all in me. I didn't want any space between us. But I tried to control myself. 

She pulled her hand back which I didn't realize that I was still holding. But I didn't want this to end. I didn't want her touch to go away from me. My anger took the best of me. She should not have acted by herself. I never wanted her touch to go away but she dared to pull the hand away from mine. My eyes turned to a darker shade and my face twitched out of frustration. I saw her frowning so I quickly changed it to a blank expression, as I didn't want to scare her.

"Myself Blake Williams, Mel." I introduced my name while staring right into her brown eyes. 

Dopamine blasted throughout my body as I thought about how MELISSA BLAKE WILLIAMS will sound. Or MRS BLAKE or MRS WILLIAM will also be fine. My mind danced at the thought of it. (Dopamine is a happy hormone so when it is released people feel happy)

I saw her expression turned to an annoyed one as she scrunched her nose, which made a few lines form on her cute pretty short nose.
"I hope you don't mind me calling you Mel!" I asked her, as for some reason I felt that she's annoyed because I called her Mel. I was enjoying teasing her. Her annoyed expression was too cute on her face for me to handle. I wasn't able to get my eyes off her. 

"Oh well yes, I do mind you calling me Mel. Only my close ones are allowed to call me by that. And I do remember that you are not on that list." She snapped back. I wasn't expecting such harsh words from her. I was shocked but I kept my expression stern but my blood was boiling with anger. How dare she defied me and how dare she not consider me close! I tried to calm myself down thinking that she was unaware of the rules. Then a fun idea crawled my mind. I smirked as I thought about my next step. I moved one step closer towards her. This surely got her nervous as she took one step back. I took one more step and she took one back and then her back hit the door. 

'Oh, my poor kitten, nowhere to run huh' My mind enjoyed that moment to the fullest.

"W-what are you t-trying to do? Stay away." She stuttered at almost every word. I knew she was nervous and to be exact was afraid. But I was enjoying it. I loved the closeness between us. I wanted her to be so close to me that even air can't pass.

"You said that only close ones are allowed, I am just trying to get close, Mel," I said with all the amusement. I loved it. I liked how little and weak she looked. She kept her gaze fixed to the ground and mine was fixed on her. My eyes were stuck to her eyes, and her life from then onwards was stuck to mine. I was gonna make sure that she stays with me forever and I decided that whosoever dares to come in between will disappear from the world.

I smirked at how she was trying to not look at me. Her face was flushed red. I was enjoying it and wanted to tease her more. 
"What happened Mel? Now, I am close, right? So now I can call you, Mel? Or do I need to get closer?" I asked her mockingly while lifting her face softly with my index finger under her chin. I wanted her to look at me and not anywhere else. I wanted her eyes to only meet mine. I wanted her gaze to be only fixated on me. 

I saw her shocked expression at my action but it was more that of fear. My eyes landed on her lips, then her neck. I wanted to trail kisses down her beautiful neck, then to suck her collarbone then proceeding upwards I wanted to leave soft trails of kisses at her jaw then slowly wanted to taste her small pink lips. Just a few more days and I was all set to make her mine.

She didn't answer me which made me angry once again and involuntarily I pressed my thumb harder on her chin wanting to hear her angelic voice. My anger was soon replaced with an ear to ear smile as she said,

"Y-yes you c-can call me Mel." She was still stuttering but it didn't matter. All that my mind focused on was the word YES. I felt as if I conquered the world. I was more than happy so I slightly bent to her level as I was 6'2 and she was shorter than me like 5'8.

My face was right in front of her beautiful one. I was able to smell her strawberry scent. Her breathing was shallow, making her expire more air than required, eventually making me happy as all her hot breath fanned my face. (Shallow breathing is deep breathing where u try taking more air in and leave out more)

I moved my face closer to her right side and pecked on her right cheek. I wanted to kiss her lips but I thought to wait for some more time. I stood close to her for few more seconds and whispered, "You are a true beauty, Mel." 

Then I stood straight with both hands in my pocket as I didn't want to tease and scare her more. She quickly grabbed her luggage and opened the door to the block and ran inside without looking me once in the eye. 

**End of Flashback**

I quickly start to dress up and get all ready for today. I grab my black t-shirt with navy blue pants and a regular coat matching the pants. I wear my black leather strapped watch and sit on the bed wearing my white sneakers. I am all set to go. I pick the granola bar from the study table and start munching on it while filling my backpack with a rough book. I grab my keys and lastly my phone from the study table and throw the wrapper of the granola bar in the dustbin and step out of the room locking the door. I hear the elevator door open. I ran, not wanting to wait another five minutes for the elevator to come back to the twelfth floor. 

The doors were closing so I quickly set my foot in between the two doors. The door slides away on either side and I see her.
My angel.
My love.

She is in her PJs. She is wearing a light pink shade t-shirt with a donut printed on all over her white shorts. 

(Melissa's PJ's)

Her glistening slim legs are now visible to my hungry eyes. I lean in the door by crossing my right leg over left and my right-hand elbow on the door and my right palm supporting my head which is now feeling dizzy due to the effect she has on me. Her hair is tied up in a messy bun, just amplifying her cuteness. I take one last glance at her before entering the elevator.

I see her shocked and why-the-hell-did-we-meet-again expression. I like teasing her. She could clearly understand my amusement which makes her expression more like that of an annoyed and angry one. I stand beside her and she keeps pressing the fifth floor again and again till the door starts to close off. I see her moving away from me, more towards the corner. She keeps tapping her phone on her left hand clearly showing that she is tense about something. And this time I don't think that I am the reason for her tension.

'Why the hell is she moving away from me? She is mine so she must stay close to me. She should stop running away from me.' my mind shouting angrily inside of me. I then turn towards her and move one step closer to her and place my right hand on the wall next to her head. Now she was trapped between me and the wall on her left side. 

She lets her hand fall down her sides and keeps her gaze fixated on the ground. I don't like her looking away from me. But it's okay, today is a special day. She will get her first surprise today so I don't mind such small mistakes.

I gently lift her chin and I bend down to her level and asks her anxiously,
"Morning Mel, not ready for the class yet? Any problem dear?"

She opens her mouth to say something but she closes it again as the door opens. We were on the 5th floor. She sighs and looks a little happy but I can see through her. She's still tense about something. 

"M-move please, I-I am already quite late on my very first day." She says in a soft voice. Oh! So She is worried about getting late.

She runs out of the elevator hurriedly as I step back from her probably she is going to meet Ella. I know where all her friends live. I now know everything about her. I don't call it stalking, it's just keeping track of what your loved one is doing. If she is worried about being late then the class must get delayed for her right? my mind tells me and a smile creeps on my face as I think about how to delay the first class.

A/N:

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