Chapter 54: Chapter 52

Song: 'Waiting For Love' by Avicci

Where there's a will, there's a way, kind of beautiful

And every night has its day, so magical

And if there's love in this life, there's no obstacle

That can't be defeated

For every tyrant, a tear for the vulnerable

In every lost soul, the bones of a miracle

For every dreamer, a dream, we're unstoppable

With something to believe in

Monday left me broken

Tuesday, I was through with hoping

Wednesday, my empty arms were open

Thursday, waiting for love, waiting for love

Thank the stars, it's Friday

I'm burning like a fire gone wild on Saturday

Guess I won't be coming to church on Sunday

I'll be waiting for love, waiting for love to come around

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HANNAH’S POV

I entered the house and instead of going straight to my room, I decided to lie down on the couch in the TV lounge.

I closed my eyes to relax and smiled with peace at the memories of the day. A huge burden feels off of me now that Nick is back by my side.

But my feet hurt too bad from all the walking we did today. It was worth it but now I’m too tired and sleepy. Not having the energy to get up I decided to doze off here for a while.

“Have you seen the time?” a grim and rigid voice of Elijah Norman sounded in my subconscious.

I smiled to myself thinking even in my subconscious he sounded angry and irritated.

“Do not ignore me, I’m talking to you,” how can a person be so bossy in dreams too, ugh, so annoying.

“Hannah,” Oh God, why is he calling my name still on my mind and sounding so real? I shook my head like it would shake off the thoughts of him.

I think I need to change my position, maybe that’ll clear my mind to help me sleep better and get me out of half awake half asleep state. I tried opening my eyes but they refused to open up.

Wait a minute!

Have I started seeing him in my dreams too?

Nah, I’m just too tired and my mind is playing tricks on me. I think I should go to my bed and sleep there.

I forced my eyes to open and this time I didn’t have to put effort into keeping them that way. They refused to close back again, in fact, they widened.

So, I wasn’t dreaming all this while?

He’s here standing a few feet away from me in all his glory with folded arms and sleeves.

Oh, that’s hot! Don’t mind waking up to this sight, now do we?

Seriously, Hannah, this is your first thought? I must be really sleepy to have such thoughts.

“What are…”I cleared my throat as my voice was being groggy, “what are you doing here?” I asked as I sat up.

“In my own house?” ugh, the arrogance.

“Right,” I rubbed my eyes to wake up properly, I know this discussion won’t end soon, “let me rephrase, why are you here, now?”

“Where were you, have you seen the time?” his tone was devoid of emotions but demanding.

“Do you know how many types of flowers are there in the world?”

“Why would I know that? What do I have to do with that?” thank God because I also don’t know.

“Nothing. Similarly where I was also has nothing to do with you.” I stood up and walked to go back to my room, unfortunately, he was standing in my way and stopped me.

“Don’t act oversmart with me. It very much is my business, after all, it is because of you I am here,” what is he talking about?

“What are you talking about?”

“Just knock off this act of being naive, no one’s buying it,” he looked straight into my eyes.

I don’t know what it was in his eyes yesterday that felt different, but today it’s not there anymore. Today he’s just his usual brooding angry and irritated self.

“Okay, then, good for you!” I gave him a thumbs-up and walked past him.

Before I could go, he held my wrist with a firm grip and stopped me.

“Don’t you dare walk away from me!”

“Then what do I do, because I am not being ‘naive’,” I made air quotations and folded my arms too as I stood my ground in front of him, “I don’t have the energy to argue with you today and since you don’t want to get to the point and tell me, there’s no point of staying here.”

“So, you don’t know why I’m here?” his voice was full of skepticism.

“Do you want me to write it on paper?” I said sarcastically.

“You told Dad that we don’t live nor work together, and told him about Eva and I. Now as a result of that, I have to fucking live here,” his eyes were ablaze with fire.

“I told you yesterday and I’m telling you again today that I didn’t tell him jack shit,” I matched his intensity, “And I sure as hell don’t know why you absolutely have to live here. I’m sure no one can make you do anything,”

“Really, don’t you know that bloody contract that you constructed demands us to live together for two years at least?”

“I don’t, I didn’t read the contract,” it slipped out of my mouth unintentionally.

Shit, why did I say that?

“What do you mean you didn’t read the contract?” he questioned.

“Of course I read it,” I said avoiding his eyes and looking everywhere but him, “what I meant was that I didn’t read the contract, recently,” I can sense his sharp eyes analyzing me.

“Well it clearly says that and now I’m stuck here with you,” he sat down on the sofa, “Dad’s back in the office officially for the project. He sent me home early.”

“Couldn’t you say no?” I sat next to him.

“Only if he valued what I say, I wouldn’t be in this situation, to begin with,” he raked his fingers in his hair, his action catching my attention.

“I know you won’t but trust me I didn’t tell him anything, he already knew and told me not to tell anyone either,” I said sincerely as I looked at him.

“I believe you,” huh, he does? I looked at him with suspicion, “I know why he did that” I said with surety, reaching a conclusion in his mind that I don’t know.

“Why?” I asked curiously as his dad also didn’t tell me.

“To bring us closer,” saying that he leaned closer to me looking into my wide eyes.

The second his eyes locked with mine, I once again found myself lost in them. He, too, didn’t break the contact and I saw the same light in his orbs as I did yesterday. I felt a surge in my heartbeat, it made me conscious of the proximity that we were in and what happened last night. Unknowingly I bit my lip to stop the awkwardness but it did the opposite, it drew his attention from my eyes now to my lips.

Without diverting his eyes away he scooted closer to me, the soft sound of his breathing conflicting with mine.

Like on an instinct, he held my chin with his left hand, his thumb touched my lower lip ever so softly breaking it free from the grip of my teeth. It knocked the breath out of my body in the process and a loud sigh left from my lips that he still held on.

What are you doing, Hannah?

Are you just going to give in to his advances that are nothing but a hoax?

And do you want to be involved in something that has no future and in the end there will be nothing but hurt?

Don’t get into this obvious trap.

Love and relationships are not for you. Not with him certainly.

Don’t get played by him.

You’re on your own.

My thoughts were too loud and scary that I backed away abruptly unable to look him in the eye. He too removed his hand, created a little distance between us, and looked away.

My body on the other hand instantly started missing the warmth of his nearness.

As awkwardness reigned on us, both of us looked everywhere but at each other, too embarrassed to do otherwise.

A few more seconds passed and I mustered up the courage to get up and leave.

“Alright, I should go now,” I said so quickly that I doubted whether he heard or not and got up to leave once again.

“Hannah, wait!” And once again I was stopped by him.

“Yeah,” I said quicker than I would’ve liked.

He didn’t say anything for a few seconds but when he did, I wished he hadn’t said anything, especially after the unexpected moment we shared

“Just because I kissed you, don’t get any wrong ideas.” I looked at him for a while but eventually said:

“Oh, don’t worry, I don’t have any wrong ideas. It’s no big deal” I tried to sound as nonchalant as possible when in reality it is a big deal. It's so big that it’s all I’ve been thinking about since yesterday.

My first kiss!

“Why would it be a big deal for you, you must’ve kissed a thousand guys by now,” he bitter words filled with venom, “not only kiss but much mo…” I cut him off.

“Good night, Elijah, you’re a piece of shit!”

That’s all I’ll ever be to him, a slut and nothing else.

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Author's note:

Ooh, things are getting more and more intense between Hannah and Elijah.

I guess that's the power of a good steamy kiss.

But both are too stubborn for their own good🤦🏻‍♀️

If this continued, God knows how they will end up together!

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