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Hey guys! so this the third chapter... finally!!
By-the-way I recovered from my write's block! Fhew..
This is my first novel and so you have my permission to trample it, squash it and do just anything you want but first please leave some comments about the story...
By-the-way I recovered from my write's block! Fhew..
This is my first novel and so you have my permission to trample it, squash it and do just anything you want but first please leave some comments about the story...
“Hey! Mr. G, I’m done,” I said after I found him standing near the rose garden, staring at particular withered yellow one. He turned around, nodding at me walked towards His office.
I watched Him walk away and then turned around to see the particular yellow rose He was watching. It was strange how I felt when I saw it all shrunk up, it looked like it was ready to die but in my heart I knew I didn’t want it to die. I didn’t understand why I felt what I felt at that time but maybe, now I do...
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“Who are you?” Alia asked with confusion reflecting in her eyes.
“I told you I’m Danny,” I answered but I knew this wasn’t going to satisfy her curiosity and so confirming my suspicions, she again started, “Danny, who?”
“I’m Johnson, Daniel Johnson,” she smiled at my Bond-ish reply.
“You wanna have some wine?” she replied by nodding her head, watching me timidly.
I was taking out the wine bottle from the cupboard right below to where I was sitting when I heard, ‘would you mind telling me your age? Yuck! Stupid question.’
“I’m twenty years old,” I replied without a thought.
“What? What are you talking about?!” Alia asked in confusion.
Shit, shit, shit!! I accidently replied to her thought while I was
taking the wine bottle out, “Um...I um...I said I was 20, how old are
you?”
“Excuse me!” You never ask girls their age, Golden Rule No.1.
“Sorry, I meant would you like Red or White wine?”
“It’s okay and I shouldn’t have wine, it makes me tipsy,” She replied in an irritated tone.
Her mind clearly reflected her irritation towards me and my instincts suggested I should let her be for some time or at least till she calms down. Till then I decided I would read her mind for my further research.
‘This was a mistake, I shouldn’t have come. Stupid me! Great Al, just great, why couldn’t I pick some other day to be spontaneous and stupid? So what if he’s hot or sexy or just plain super cute...? Oh! Shut up Alia, stop crushing over a total stranger.’ She was thinking about me and well, about this situation. What did I expect, anyway?
This was the time to say something charming and sweep her of her feet. Come on Danny you can do it!
“You－.....”
“I need to pee.”
“What?!”
“I need to pee; don’t you know what that means?” She stared at me like I was mad and by-the-way which I wasn’t. I quickly composed myself and was about ask the driver to stop, she spoke again.
“Don’t you have one in this giant car? I bet it has bath-tub too...Huh?” Okay, this girl had a serious problem with attitude and she wasn’t even drunk yet.
Anyway I ignored her and called the chauffeur to stop and to which he replied that we almost there and he would be stopping the car about in five minutes. She didn’t look satisfied by the answer but still kept her mouth shut for which I was truly grateful.
Just when I had changed my mind and was going to something charming, the car stopped and David was standing with the door open. The lights were brighter as they found there way through the door and now illuminating Alia’s face.
She took my breadth away with those chocolate brown eyes shining bright with lights coming from the entrance of café. I was sitting there staring at her when her cheeks turned scarlet red as she noticed my gaping eyes and mouth hanging open. The blush made me close my mouth and compose myself before I did something more stupid.
As we got out of the car I took her hand and started walking through the bright lights to doorway. As I glanced towards her, her cheeks had turned tomato red and she was smiling vaguely. I grinned to myself; finally I had swept the girl of off her feet.
As we reached, a waiter had already kept the door open for us. The lounge was dimly lit and there strong aroma of something I couldn’t quite put name on. Soft music was playing in the background, probably coming from the band playing in the left corner on a slightly heightened platform. There were couches spread in a neat manner all around us with small round tables kept at one side of them or somewhere in the front.
Just as I turned towards Alia I finally noticed a host standing in front waiting for me to complete the inventory.
“Good evening, sir. You have a reservation?”
“No.”
“No worries sir, I can accommodate you...” he walked around to a desk like podium and stated shuffling through some pages, finally he looked up and said, “Perfect, we just had a cancellation. I’m Richard and I’ll be your host tonight, so?” he left the question hanging as he saw my bored expression.
I decided to take him out of his misery. “We need a table for two and could we get it in the lounge perhaps,” I replied glancing around the almost packed room.
“I’m sorry sir but we don’t have space here, maybe you would like to wait or I’ll take you to the dinning room?”
“It’s okay but how much time will it take?”
“Just five minutes...if you could wait...” he walked inside.
I glanced around to see Alia and it was her turn to look around the room, from her expression she looked rather impressed. I watched her and realized I hadn’t really seen her. She had chocolate brown hair matching her eyes. They were hung straight around her face, just above her shoulders and were shinning in the dim light. She had an oval face with full lips that just suited her right. She had a small nose with big eyes, and her fringe was falling on those beautiful chocolate brown eyes. Just as I was about to push the fringe from her eyes, her hand came up and she lifted it and tucked it behind her right ear.
I quickly put my hand behind my back in case she saw, but I really wanted to push that fringe aside. Great going, Danny!
The waiter couldn’t have come back at a better time, “Your table is ready sir.”
I squeezed her hand and we started following the waiter. He halted after sometime gestured us towards our seats. We sat on our seats without uttering a word; we didn’t even glance at each other. We were quickly handed the menus and the host, Richard left us decide. I pretended to study while I was watching her. She turned the few pages one by one after photocopying everything properly in her mind (I would know).
The waiter asked for our orders. Alia ordered something Italian and I was blank because I was watching her rather than the menu so I ordered the same. Nothing more to say, I concentrated on her mind. She was thinking about so many things at the same time, it was like going through a photo album but the images weren’t put in order.
The first one was of a boy in his early twenties, wearing a red faded t-shirt and jeans. He was smiling crookedly at whoever was in front of him. The image vanished and was replaced by another one. There was woman in what seemed like a long shirt way below her knees and trousers with a stole resting on her shoulders. She was standing in front of a house. The image was in black and white and was held in a frame which someone was holding in their hands. The image vanished again. This time it was an image of two young children playing with each other, toys spread all around them. They both were smiling and my guess was that they both were probably Alia and her brother. The image vanished again. There were several people standing around a grave in black clothes with their heads bent down. I could see a reverend who was reciting some prayers. There were three people standing with their backs to me. There was man in the centre with two young children by his sides. Both his hands were resting on their shoulders and even though they had their back to me I could feel the pain they must have felt. Like it was piercing right through my heart, I had to stop this. I had to stop this right now!
“You have very beautiful eyes,” I said to Alia staring straight into her eyes.
She looked confused for a second, as if she wasn’t here, sitting with me, as if she was far away remembering something else, something very painful and that was exactly the case. She quickly composed herself and smiled at my compliment. But the sparkle was gone from her eyes and I regretted not speaking up before. While I was fighting with myself over not having said something before and not stopping her from thinking about painful things, she suddenly spoke.
“I’m sorry...”
I looked at her with confused expression with my eyes asking ‘why?’
“I’m... I’m sorry because of how rude I was earlier...um... earlier in the car. I was upset and frustrated and then you started with all the stupid questions and I got irritated and I－”
“Whoa, whoa slow it down. You got a train to catch or something?!”
She laughed at my stupid joke and finally the sparkle was back in her chocolate brown eyes. The way she laughed, it was like she was laughing after long time. It felt a bit strange but it also felt good.
The rest of the night we ate and we talked and talked like two kids meeting for the first time. There were no boundaries, no defense just two strangers talking about silly things...
Continued...
That's just my opinion though. o.O But I liked this chapter, it was quite cute 
