《You Who Touched My Life (Completed)》ch 12
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I got off my bed groggily. It was 10 past 9 am. I slept a bit late last night as I couldn't adjust to the new bed and also, I kept wondering if she was ok out there. I should check on her but first I need to freshen up. I can hardly open my eyes and stop my yawns too. I kept walking ahead towards the bathroom like a zombie rubbing my eyes when suddenly my leg slipped on something and I bumped into someone and lost my balance falling on top. It took me a few seconds to realize it was a woman as....you know.... the landing of my upper body was soft and it took me another second to realize who it was. Her scream was enough to wake me up completely and it made me scream too.
We both looked at each other shocked and horrified still in the same position.
"G..g...get...get off m..me. p...p...pl... please." She whimpered. I could see tears in her eyes by now. I immediately started to get off.
"Close your eyes!" She yelled and I did so getting off of her and turning away. There was something wrapped around my feet. I lifted it in my hands and regretted instantly. It was a bra.
"T... That's mine." She snatched it from my hands. "I...d... dropped it."
She said hastily and went inside the bathroom again slamming the door behind her. I leaned on the wall fighting to catch my breath and calm my racing heart.
What just happened?! How did it happen?! It's dangerous sharing a room with that weirdo. Why did she had to come out in that position...that foolish girl?! I hope I didn't offend her. I didn't do it on purpose. It was disgusting....
Or was it? A voice mocked.
That stupid slut. I bet she did it on purpose to try to seduce me...bitch.
Or maybe not.
My heart is about to explode. I can't believe we collided like that half naked. Why did he had to come on me like that at the wrong time? I was so scared and why did I had to go out in just my bathrobe and panties when a rapist is sharing the same room?! Stupid, stupid, stupid. I hit my head. I thought he was going to......
I bet he did it on purpose. No, he was soo embarrassed himself and like a gentleman immediately closed his eyes and looked away till I tied my robe properly.
I don't understand this guy. People say all kinds of things about him but.... he doesn't seem like that at all.
Visuals can be deceptive.
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He came out all dressed up as I stood in the balcony enjoying the view.
"Uh.... should we go down to the hotel to get breakfast?" He said from behind me.
I turned to him but we were both avoiding eye contact after the embarrassing incident that happened a while ago.
"Ok." I said. "I'll be ready in a minute." I said and walked in as he went to the balcony.
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"2000rs!" She screamed loud enough to get every one's attention and embarrassing me after reading the menu card.
"Shhhh." I silenced her.
"2000 rs...why is a simple Strawberry milkshake soo expensive?" She argued in a hushed voice. I swear I wanna throw this woman in the ocean...again.
"Look at where we are you cheapskate! This is Dubai and we're in Al Jumeirah. Have some sense. Of course it's expensive."
"If I eat such expensive food I'll die of guilt." She pouted.
"The don't look at the right just look at the left....at the names." I grunted.
"Rich people are soo crazy." She whined.
"Well, then your a crazy rich woman too now. Act like one and stop embarrassing me and the Alam group."
She shook her head.
I sighed. "Fine I'll order."
"But not something too expensive ok?"
I raised a brow at her and she shrugged.
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We're at the Burj tower now with 2 bodyguards behind us and this girl is walking around leaving us all behind like an excited little girl. I want to face palm but I'd rather like her face under my palm. She's annoying, embarrassing and.....a bit cute at the same time. Although, it's surprising to see the quite, scaredy cat being soo free and cheerful like that.
The bodyguards were also clicking our pictures as Mom told them that me need some proof for the media that we are a happy couple.
I grabbed her arm and stopped her from running.
"Hey look. We can see the palm from here and even the hotel we're living in. Wow! It really is like a palm leaf. I've heard Shahrukh Khan has a house there too." She said excitedly all wide eyed and jumpy.
"Of course we can see it u idiot. This is the world's tallest building." I hit the back of her head gently.
"Aw!" She pouted. It made me smile so I quickly looked away.
"Stand still now. We need to take pictures. Remember Mom asked us to do that." I reminded her.
"Um...yes."
We stood side by side.
"Get a bit closer sir." The bodyguard who was taking the pictures said. I agreed hesitantly. He took a snap.
"Put your arm around her. You 2 are a couple." He grinned and it was annoying me now.
She looked up at me akwardly but then looked down. Why do I have to do that?!
I carefully and reluctantly kept my arm around her shoulders and she flinched.
I cleared my throat.
"Quickly now."
"Smile please." We both did and he took the snap. I quickly removed my hand.
"Why don't you hug her now and...."
That was my limit.
"Just do what your asked to do. Your not a professional photographer!"
"Uh, yes. Sorry sir."
She stepped away from me to a safer distance. Just then a foreigner was walking towards her looking around and he was about to bump into her when I immediately grabbed her arm and pulled her back but she lost her balance about to fall as I grabbed her to save her by wrapping my arms around her as her face bumped into my chest. She lifted her face up as our eyes met.
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I think I heard a click of the camera.
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Another day arrived and this time we were at the Aquarium and her jaw was dropped the whole time. She just kept taking pictures with her phone and giggling.
Is this really the same girl?
She makes me think for the past 3 days we're here. She just changes within seconds. Is this all an act or....is this the real her?
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I was so busy on with work on my ipad that I didn't even realize it was past 2 am. I walked out of the bedroom to relax a bit in the balcony when I saw her sleeping on the couch. The blanket was on the floor and she was shivering curled up in a ball. I sighed. She must be quite uncomfortable, I watched her for a while. She tosted in her sleep and was about to fall off the narrow sofa but I immediately rushed towards her and grabbed her shoulders to gently push her back making sure she doesn't wake up. Phew!
I got up to leave but the cycle repeated again. I rolled my eyes. This girl is really a handful. What now? I really can't leave her here to freeze all night. I sighed at my stupidity at what
I was about to do.
As gently as I could I lifted her in my arms leaning her head on my chest. She's.... not that heavy or maybe I'm just too used to lifting weights at the gym.
I walked into the bedroom, laying her sleeping form on the bed. I pulled the blanket over her.
Ah, I had such a nice sleep. Why does the sofa feel extra comfy today? As I opened my eyes, I realized that the ceiling looked different and the sofa head isn't blocking my arms. Huh? Where am I? The bed. I looked to my left and my eyes widened.
He's sleeping beside me.... I'm on the bed with him and he's not wearing a shirt. Ya Allah!!!
Terrified, I lifted the blanket to check my clothes. I let out a sigh of relief as they were intact. Alhumdullilah!
But, how did I get here? He turned in his sleep and his hand landed on my thigh above the blanket. A scream escaped my throat.
"W...what happened.... what happened...."
He sat up murmuring, his eyes still closed. I covered myself with the blanket. He managed to open his eyes.
"Huh! It's u. Why did you scream like that you wacko?" He grumbled.
"Ww....wht...wh...what am I.... how did I.... what did you do with me? How am I hear?!" I stammered being angry and scared.
He sighed.
"Nothing. U were freezing outside so I carried you here." He said in a hoarse voice rubbing his eyes.
"Yo... You didn't...d....do anything...r .. right?" I asked
"Do you really think I'm interested to do anything with the likes of you?!" He made a face as if he ate something bitter.
I looked away angrily. Jerk! As if I'm interested.
"So you think you're something special? You're worst than me u ra...." I bit tongue.
He looked at me shocked as he obviously got the idea what I was about to say. He got off the bed and went to the washroom without a word.
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I came out wiping my hair while he was getting ready in front of the mirror. I've never really paid attention to him before because I was always scared of him or hated him, but if I think about it there's a bit of a gentlemanly side to him, minus the annoying and bossy attitude.
He carried me to the bed because I was cold, he protected me from the crowd.... maybe he isn't that bad after all. Everyone says that he's too handsome. Well, that isn't wrong either.
Any girl would kill to have a guy like him. He could have any girl he wanted with just a smile. He's tall, fair, handsome. He has that perfect body and sharp facial features. Then what was the need for him to rape a woman....that too his mom's friend?
Maybe she was the only one who didn't fall for his charms and he wanted revenge. You know, like they show in movies and stuff?
Who knows.... people like him are psychopaths anyways.
He was getting ready as we were going to the desert Safari today.
I really couldn't not notice the way he straightened his collar and rolled up his sleeves. The way he sprayed the cologne or the way he moved his fingers to his hairs. He really is a master piece.
"Oye!"
I jumped getting out of my thoughts looking away embarrassed.
"Gosh seriously? Here too?!"
"Huh? What?" I asked confused and a but flustered. Did I get caught?
"Your stupid hair. It's dripping and making a mess. For God's sake there's a carpet below." He made a face.
I scowled at him. What is his problem with my hair?! I won't let him off the hook this time.
"My hair is stupid huh? Fine....why don't you enjoy a shower then." I said and charged towards him and gathering my long hair in my hand began shaking and flicking it in front of his face as the water sprayed on him.
"What the....stop that...get away from me you crazy woman....stop it Now! Hey...." He yelled trying to get away from me. But I ran around him. No one has the right to tease my hair.
"Do you know how many years it took me to grow my hair this long?! I work soo hard on them and how dare you call them disgusting....ur disgusting....u tiny haired freak!"
I wasn't gonna leave him until he apologized.
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