?SHE’S NOT A CINDERELLA?
✍️ Written By Pinky?
?Chapter Seven [7]?
Subtitle: {Fate?}
?Ruby’s Pov?
Why exactly did I tell him about myself?
Why did I tell him about my late poor mother?
Why did I tell him about my ugly and unfortunate past?
I honestly don’t know but I felt relieved telling him about my past.
I felt glad that I was able to confide in someone and pour out the burden in me.
He slowly pulled out of the embrace but held my face in between his arms and stare de-eply into my eyes.
Should i look away?
Nah. Honestly, I also want to look into that se-xy eyes of his. Don’t judge.
“Why does my heart beat for you?” That almost made me choke.
What? His heart beat for me? Wait, I don’t get.
“Wha…wha…what?” I stuttered in response, staring at him wide eyes.
“Why does it feel like I’ve known you all my life when I’m just meeting you for the first time. I can’t even see your beauty face.” He was caressing my cheeks now.
I could feel the bu-tterflies in my stomach. So I wasn’t the only one on the boat.
He likes me too.
A smile appeared on my face as I held his face also.
God, his cheeks are so soft.
“I thought I was the only one with the feelings.” I said in a whisper.
Before I knew it, his li-ps crash on mine and we both started ki-ssing.
It was a slow and pa-ssionate one.
I’ve never ki-ssed a guy before. So yeah, he was my first.
A stranger was my first. No big deal.
I crawled my arms over his neck and pulled him more closer to myself.
No doubt. I’m in love.
I’m in love with this handsome stranger. And probably a celebrity.
But here was the thing, if we get to leave this sto-re room… would he recognize me? Would he still want to be with me?
Okay, let forget about the second question and focus on the first…
Would he recognize me?
He slowly broke the ki-ss and rested his forehead against mine.
“I’ve never felt this way before.” He breath out. His eyes were closed as he said that word.
I peck his li-ps and that made him open his eyes and stare into mine.
“You are the first guy that have ever ki-ssed me. And honestly… I’m glad.” I said, holding onto his gaze.
“Can I see your face….?” He now asked.
My breathing stopped for a second. Would it be okay if I show him my face?
Was I beautiful enough to be with a guy as handsome as this guy in my arms?
“Please. I want to see the face of the girl that stole my heart.” He added, placing a soft ki-ss on my li-ps.
“Wo… are you sure you want that?”
He smiled. “Yeah. I want to see your face. I want to recognize you when we get out of here. But is that fine by you?”
I didn’t say anything. I don’t even know what I want.
Do I want to take off this mask and show him my face? But also, I will like him to recognize me on the outer world.
I still want to have him by my side and not because we are trapped in a sto-re room.
“Alright…” I raised my hand over my face and was about to take off the mask when a phone dinged.
Wait….a phone?
I look up at him wide eyes.
“What? That’s not mine.” He defended.
Then if it wasn’t his…shit! I’ve has my phone the whole time with me?
I stuffed my hands into my apron pocket and got the phone out. It was a message from Cherry.
Cherry?: Where are you, traitor??:-(
I smiled and was about to reply her when my phone went off.
Holy fu-cking shit! What the hell was going on? Why does it have to die now?
Not like i cared but why?
Could it be fate trapping Mr handsome and me together?
I look up at him and he was staring right back at him.
If I don’t get to take off this mask then he wouldn’t recognize me but I on the other hand would be able to recognize him.
I start to shiver. Oh, no. The sto-re is getting cold now.
“Are you alright?” He asked.
“Uh…” I laughed nervously. “Isn’t here cold? I’m freezing.” I ran my palms down my arms.
“I thought you’ve asked the person that texted you to come save you.” He said, giving me a pointed look.
“Well…I would have done that if this fu-cking phone hadn’t died down on me. But how about your phone?”
He shrugged. “With my a-ssistant. Celebrities hardly move with their phones.”
“And why is that?”
“We only get to have the numbers accepted by the manager.”
“so you guys are not to have any number that you want?”
I can’t believe this. So celebrities life su-cks like this? Unbelievable!
“Well, celebrity life su-cks.” He said with a shrug. “Back to what we were about to do….Take off your mask.” Oh. I’d forgotten about that. “But before you do that…” He shove off his jacket and pulled over my shoulder.
Aww, what a gentleman.
“You will get cold.” I said as I tried to shove the jacket off and give it over but he stopped me.
“You need it more than I do.” He said, keeping the jacket wrapped around me.
I smiled. God, I love the smell of his cologne.
“Thanks.” I mumbled under my breath.
“Now…your mask.” He pointed at it.
Here goes for nothing. I just have to take off my mask so he could see my face and be able to recognise me in the outer world.
Not bad.
I was about to get it off when the door was pushed open.
My hand were left hanging on the air when I saw a man rushed into the room and walked over to Mr handsome.
“Are you alright? Do you know how long we’ve been searching for you?” The man said, looking at him from head to toe.
“I’m fine. I just got stuck in here. What about the party?”
“It’s over. The rest of the band are still out there looking for you. Kara is also worried.”
Kara? Who was Kara?
I turned to look at Mr handsome but he refused to glance my way. He was avoiding my gaze…
Could Kara be his girlfriend?
No. That can’t be.
He claimed to love me right inside this room. He couldn’t have lied, right?
He wasn’t just saying those sweet words just to get into my pan-ts.
….Right?
“Kara don’t have to get worried over me.” He said, still avoiding my gazing.
“Well, she wouldn’t if you didn’t just disappear like that. You know how much that girl loves you.”
My breathing suddenly stopped. My world shattered right in front of my eyes.
Loves?
He has someone else?
He tricked me.
My eyes were welled with unshed tears.
I angrily took off his jacket and threw it at him then walked out of the room. I heard him calling out to me using the nickname he had made for me but I didn’t turn back.
I was heartbroken.
We weren’t even dating and I’ve already had a heartbreak.
I took off my mask in anger and stormed into the kitchen. There I found Cherry pacing about, her phone was against her ear and she looked worried.
Did something happen?
“Cherry?”
She snapped her head towards my direction. As soon as her eyes fell on me, she let out a sigh of relief and walked towards me and pulled me into a warm embrace.
God…just as if she knows that I needed this right now.
“Where have you been? Do you know how worried I was?” She said, pulling out of the embrace.
“I’m sorry I made you worry. I just got stuck inside the sto-re room.” I said.
“You are okay, right?”
I nodded and forced a smile to my face. “I’m fine. Where is everyone?” I asked, looking around.
“They left. But I chose to wait up for you. I know you wouldn’t leave without me.” She said.
“Let’s go then.”
“Are you sure you are okay? Because you clearly don’t look okay.” She said.
This girl knows me more than I know myself.
“I will tell you everything when we get home.”
“You talk as if we live in the same house.”
I chuckled. “We are having a sleepover tonight. So yeah, we will practically be in the same house.”
“That make sense now.” We laughed as we headed out of the kitchen and out of the building.
I didn’t come across Mr handsome and I’m glad I didn’t.
I don’t want to ever cross path with him.
And as for the feelings I have for him…? It will fade in no time as long as I don’t see him again.
??????????
?Malcolm’s Pov?
“Mask girl.” I called out but she left. She left without turning back.
she left without showing her face to me.
I watched her leave and I couldn’t do anything to stop her. To pull her into my arms and rea-ssure her that Kara was just no girl in my life.
But I couldn’t.
I can’t.
Who is she?” Joe asked me.
“Mind your business.” I replied rudely and walked out of the room.
I hopped into the van and saw the rest of the guys in it.
“Where were you all throu-ghthe party?” Tommy asked as I took a spot beside Mason.
“In the sto-re room.” I simply replied.
“Are you okay?” Mason asked me in a whisper. Joe hopped into the pa-ssenger’s seat and the driver started the car and drove off.
As we were about to drive out of the parking lot. A saw a lady’s back.
She reminded me so much of mask girl. I was going to look at her face buy couldn’t because of the other girl standing by her side.
They were talking and laughing.
The girl had the same color of hair as mask girl. Even though way she walk.
Wondering how I knew how mask girl walk?
Well, it’s love.
But I couldn’t see her face. We drove past them and just when I turned back to get a better view of her face, they clambered into a cab, disappearing from sight.
Will i ever come across mask girl?
Will I ever recognize her?
“Malcolm?” Mason called out again.
“I’m fine, Mason. I just want to have a little time alone.”
I rested my head against the headrest and shut my eyes closed.
Even though I can’t recognize her face….I can still recognize something about her.
Her eyes. Geez, they were the most beautiful thing I’d ever seen.
And her li-ps.
fu-ck! God created that girl well.
If I even get to ki-ss her again, I would know she was the one.
Because no matter what happen…I don’t think I would be able to get that ki-ss off my head.
Her li-ps. Her voice. Her smile. Her eyes. They were stuck in my head.
It was fate that stuck us in that sto-re room.
It was fate that brou-ght us together.
And I hope fate will make us cross path. Again.
??????????
?Ruby’s Pov?
“Oh my God. Did my best friend just talk about a boy?” Cherry questioned, wide eyes.
“Shut up.” I muttered under my breath as I fell on the bed.
“What do you intend to do now?” She asked, lying down beside me.
“Nothing. It’s not like we will see each other again. He doesn’t even know what I look like and that’s better that way.”
“But you love him.”
“It will fade with time.”
“You know what he looks like.” She said again.
“i will forget him.”
She just sighed and looked over at my neck. Her eyes suddenly went wide making me confuse.
“What is it?” I asked.
“Where is your necklace?”
“My what?” I placed my hand over my neck and found there empty.
My necklace was gone.
How the hell was that even possible?
No, no, no. I can’t lose this necklace. I can’t.
It’s the only thing I have of mother.
??????????
?Malcolm’s Pov?
“Is she your Cinderella?” Tommy said, laughing. The others joined him aside from Mason.
Why exactly did I tell them about her? This guys were stupid so why did I tell them?
“Did she lose one leg of her glas-ssli-ppers? Maybe you could try that on for every female fans.” Denise said while laughing.
“Did she leave at exactly 12?” It was Elvis who asked that this time around.
“Enough guys!” I’ve had enough of all this shit. “First of all, she’s not a fan. She doesn’t even have the time to listen to our music. And second of all. she wasn’t wearing a glas-ssli-ppers neither did she leave by 12. And lastly, she’s not a Cinderella.” With that said, I stormed out of the living room and ascended the stairs, disappearing into my room.
I slammed the door shut and fell on my bed, staring up at the ceilings.
She was unique. She was special. She was different.
I wish we got stuck inside that sto-re room for eternity.
Having her close to myself was better than having a crowd by my side.
I sat upright and snatched the jacket I had given to her. She had her wonderful perfume on the jacket.
God, where can I find her? How do I find her?
Will I ever be able to recognize her ever again?
I suddenly touch something in the jacket pocket.
I dipped my hands into the pocket and got out a necklace.
How did this get into my pocket…?
⏱️ FLASHBACK⏱️
“Why did you then look at my bre-ast ?”
“I wasn’t staring at your bre-ast . I was staring at the necklace. It’s beautiful.”
⏱️ FLASHBACK ENDS⏱️
The necklace was for her.
She didn’t leave behind a glas-ssli-ppers but left a necklace.
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#TBC.