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AVA'S POV

I heard something that I wished I never heard.

I never imagined that he'll ever say something like this.

MR. AARON JAMES SMITH LIKES ME!

I looked in his eyes, staring right at me. I knew what he was thinking. He was probably thinking whether or not I heard him or not.

I heard him! Yes, I certainly did.

But the girl who he literally hated. Who just spilled coffee on him.

He likes that girl! He bloody likes her!

HOW CAN HE?

That's insane.

Calm down, Ava. So what. Just act normal.

I decided to act normal.

"You called me, Sir?"

He was really uncomfortable in his seat. He was afraid. Afraid that I might've heard him.

Jordan smikred like he usually do and got up saying, "Enjoy."

What does that mean?

"I..." he was really uncomfortable, looking down, making no eye contact.

Oh, so even liking me is so embarassing! Ugh!

"What," I said a little rudely, bringing him to reality. He looked straight at me, not angrily, but surprised by my tone. I added politely, "I mean why did you call me, Sir."

"Oh, yes I wanted to ask you about that file."

"That?" I frowned.

That's a very lame excuse, Sir.

Really lame.

You should learn making excuses from me. I'm a pro!

"Did you hear something before you came to this table." He asked, more like spitted out the question that was consistently bothering him.

I rolled my eyes, making sure he doesn't see me rolling. "No." I simply replied.

He sighed. He was about to say something when I heard a bang on the table me and Britney were sitting on.

Both, me and Sir, diverted our attention to that table.

Britney had stood up angrily. She was fumed. I probably think Jordan did that. He probably had said something vulgar.

I ran up to Britney. But she wasn't stopping.

Why is she running?

We reached the parking lot.

"Brit, don't take his words seriosuly. Jordan's a douche." I cried from behind still following her.

She stopped and looked at me. Her eyes filled with tears.

She was looking... really sad.

There was a moment of silence.

"It's not Jordan." she hissed. "It's you who I have a problem with."

"What?" I was confused.

Me? Why?

I tired to hug her.

She pushed me away.

"Yes! You!"

"Please, tell me what's wrong. What did I do?" I really had no clue.

"Wow. A big round of applause for you, Ava." She started clapping. Why was she behaving like this? She added after stopping clapping. "Ava or should I say whore."

"SHUT UP, Britney." I yelled at her.

What the fuck she just called me? A WHORE?

"I needed you and you found yourself a nice billionaire. Fucked him." She continued and tears formed in my eyes. "Where's your price tag, Ava. You gold digge..."

I slapped her so hard before she could complete her sentence and tears espaced my eyes.

Silence.

My hands were trembling.

My whole body started to shiver.

So much training, but why this slap seemed like took all my energy away from me.

She angrily looked at me and went away.

I stood in the middle of the parking lot in the dark night.

I promised myself to never lose and never feel like this... dying from inside. But what was happening.

Why was she so rude?

I held my hands with which I slapped her. I cried holding it. 

I looked back and Aaron, Christian and Jordan were standing looking at me.

Aaron said something to Jordan. Jorden and Christian went away silently.

I stood alone with him separated by a long distance between us.

His eyes were pinned at me.

I didn't want him to see me like this... crying, helpless.

I quickly looked the other way.

What just happened? She was a best friend.

Am I that bad?

I sobbed and I felt dizzy. I covered my eyes full of tears and was about to fall on my knees, right on the cold road.

Before I could he held me from behind. I moved and I don't know why... I hugged him tightly.

Like I wanted to never break this hug.

His warm, bulky arms covered me and my head rested on his tight chest.

I cried and I couldn't stop.

He held me more tightly.

I couldn't seem to stop crying.

I clawed his back to lessen my pain.

"Stop crying, Ava." His voice was deep, concerned and polite.

I cried even more.

"Please." He said hugging me tighter, his voice becoming deeper.

I just wanted to hug him for a long time.

I continued crying.

He held me from my shoulders and gave me a jerk. "Dammit Ava, stop it."

His face so close to me. Our bodies touching.

I stopped crying right away and in utter silence... we stared in each others eyes.

He wiped my cheeks with his fingers. His long fingers caressed my face. 

He held my face between his hands, cupping my tiny face.

A tear espcaed.

His eyes followed the tear that stopped at my lips. His eyes pinned on my lips and my eyes on his.

He wanted something.

His eyes held a desire, but what?

He tightly held my waist with his arms and forced me forward towards him. I could feel the heat radiating from his body.

My question was answered when he placed his lips on mine and kissed me.

His lips were on mine.

My cheeks turned pink and my body started radiating heat. I could only feel numbness in my whole body.

No. I can't. I can't kiss him.

But I didn't stop.

I responded.

After years, I felt something like this.

Something that gave electricity to my whole body.

Something that was making me go insane.

Something that was curing all of my heartaches.

I knew I didn't want to ever kiss or be with anyone after him, the person who ruined my life.

But I couldn't stop this kiss and he also didn't stop.

♣

Finally, we stopped. Breathing heavily.

I could hear my heart palpitate faster and faster.

Our heads touching and our eyes down on the ground.

What just happened?

What did we just do?

We both finally built the courage to look up.

I looked down and we both were holding each other's hand tightly.

I again looked up at him.

We kept looking into each others deep oceans.

I just wanted to keep looking in his mesmerizing eyes.

I don't remember how that night ended and when did we stop staring.

I felt something that day.

Something unexplainable.

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N e x t :
33rd Chapter.

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