AMELIA'S POV

I knew that he would do this.

He didn't come like the busy ass he is. It was past four and he wasn't here while I was all ready waiting for him. I thought of calling him but his number was busy and it irritated the hell out of me.

Now what I am going to do is neither wait for him nor go out alone. I would order some pizza for myself and will lay in my bed all day long reading some boring teen fiction which will not be even worth reading. Yes, that's exactly what I am going to do.

I quickly changed into my comfy pyjamas and tank top. Ordering some pizza, I emptied my rucksack on the bed. I didn't have much books in it but I selected one of them. I frowned when I saw the book cover. There was this girl sitting on the bed naked with her arms covering her 'uh uh' parts. Is this book going to be kinky?

Well I don't care. Let's read it. It's sometimes good to read some kinky stuff, especially when you're totally and utterly sexually frustrated. Am I sexually frustrated?

What so ever. I am going to read it.

I opened the first page. I kept reading when someone knocked at the door. That took me off guard and I hid the book under covers. I got up and neared the door.

"Yes?" I asked. If it's Alarick then I am not going to open the door. He deserves a cold shoulder and a very good explanation too.

"Room service."

I opened the door for my pizza and quickly doing the buisness I went back into the bed, swishing out the book from covers.

"Hell! What was the page?!" I mumbled turning the pages back and forth.

"Yes. Here, okay."

I spent an hour reading the book and ocassionally glancing at the clock.

My eyes zoomed into the words. Oh dasies! This is the first steamy scene. Yes, I am so damn sure. My heart beats risen and blush crept onto my cheeks as I kept reading. This is all so in detail!

I groaned, "Ew. Stop! Hey what the shit are you doing!"

"Holy water."

I snapped the book closed.

"Whew! How could you even do that?! It's so so..."

Suddenly the door burst open and I threw the book away from me. It fell onto the ground.

"Why aren't you answering my calls?!" Alarick snapped as he closed the door behind him.

"What the hell?! Why can't you knock?!" I snapped back getting up. I couldn't recover from the intense scene in the book which was lying just in his feet. My heart was thumping against my rib cage. Please don't look down!

"If you can't pick my calls then burn your phone or just throw it away." He seethed.

I rolled my eyes, "It's my phone, my choice. I will pick your calls if I want to or I can just ignore you. And now please leave, I don't want to talk to you." I huffed and averted my gaze towards the window. Yes, I was completely pissed off. I hate it when I have to wait for someone. Although he didn’t promise me anything but still I waited for him and he didn’t come.

He was silent. I desperately wanted to know if he was looking at me or something but I just skipped that and kepy my gaze plastered to the wall. And what’s with this awkward itching between my legs. It’s so damn uncomfortable.

"Why are you reading this?" I heard him and quickly turned my head towards him. He was holding the book reading some random page. His jacket was lying on my bed now which I don't know when he took off.

Well I prefer him without jacket or without any cloth?

I sighed loudly at my shameful as sin thoughts and stood up from the bed. His expressions changed from annoyed to amused as he kept reading while here I was blushing like a tomato.

A smirk crept on his lips as he closed the book and read the title.

"Quite good stuff you read." He said as he threw the book on the bed.

"I..I don't read these." My cheeks were even hotter. I rested my hands on my hips as I made the best annoyed expression on my face.

"Hmm? Well you were reading when I came inside." He removed his tie and unbuttoned the first few buttons of his shirt giving me a good glimpse of his toned chest.

Oh please stop whatever it is between my legs. I began pressing my thighs together as the sensation began increasing.

"I was...just wondering what is this book like?" I frowned on myself, "I read a few pages only."

He chuckled. I was so embarrassed that I couldn't keep the eye contact.

"Why aren't you ready? You don't want to go out?" He asked as he leaned on his elbow.

I looked at the clock.

"It's six."

"Yeah?" He frowned.

I cocked my eyebrow at him. How can he be so dumb?

"You're late, dumbo."

I grabbed the book from bed and threw it back into the rucksack. I eyed the untouched pizza box lying on the sidetable and opened it.

“Uh huh.” I closed it again. It was cold. I can eat it but that would be happening in privacy not in front of this dumbo who is too smart for his own good.

"I asked Layla to inform you that I will be late. I was in a meeting."

I scowl formed on my face. That Layla. I fucking hate her so much.

"Well she didn't tell me anything."

He frowned and then smiled, "We can still go out 'somewhere'?"

I shook my head, "I don't want to go now."

"Why?"

"I don't know." I shrugged.

He stood up picking up his jacket and tie, "Are you sure?"

I nodded.

"Well I am going to change then.”

My lips parted and a gasp left my mouth. He is leaving? Like seriously leaving?

“You are not supposed to leave?!” I breathed out still in shock.

“Then what am I supposed to do?” He raised brows at me, confused.

“You are supposed to apologize. If not then you should atleast say something to cool me off. I am pissed off.” I said almost groaning.

“Apologize?”

“Yes, Alarick, apologize. You made me wait for nothing.” I flopped down on bed. Someone please give him classes about how to handle women.

He nodded looking at the wall behind me and then smiled.

Taking confident strides towards me, he leaned down and claimed my lips without any warning or something.

I was shocked at first but gave in. Our lips moved in sync until we were breathless. He then pulled away and kissed the tip of my nose.

“What was that for?” I asked smiling goofily.

“You asked me to apologize.” he stated still leaning down holding my face.

“And that was you apologizing?” I chuckled lightly.

He straighten up, “Yes?”

I laughed out loud, “You are insane, Mr. Knight.”

He grinned flashing his perfect white pearls, “Am I, Miss. Primrose?”

I nodded smiling widely.

“Give me ten minutes and then we can read that book together. What do you think?" He grinned again and walked towards the door.

My words were stuck in my throat but before I could say something he was out of the room.

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"Stop it already!"

He shook his head as I kept struggling to reach the book.

Yes he did come back to read the book. I groaned aloud.

"Just tell me where's the kinky part."

"Alarick!" I shouted at the top of my lungs.

"Yes! Just like that. Scream my name!" He bellowed.

And that caused me to laugh out loud.

"Who are you? And where's my rude, controlling Alarick Knight?" He chuckled and pulled me over his lap. I was straddling him. How could he put us in such an awkward position!

Honestly, I am fine.

"I am your Alarick Knight." He pulled me close as he nuzzled his nose in my neck.

It was so soothing. Him holding me like I am the last woman in the world. I wrapped my arms around him moving into him even more. We remain like that for few minutes.

"Can I ask you something?" I asked as I closed my eyes.

"Hmm?"

I took a deep breath and whispered the question pushing at the back of my mind all the time.

"Why do you call me Rose?"

"Because you are." He mumbled into my neck sending delicious shivers down my spine.

"Rose?"

He hummed again. I smiled. Rose. I can't even think of someone calling me Rose. Isn't it strange when someone calls you by the nick which is not even close to your actual name? Well it is for me. I look like a rose to him? That showed my importance to him.

No one gives you a nickname until you are much close to them or very important to them.

He pulled back enough to look at my face. His eyes travelled down my lips and he breathed in.

I smiled and pressed my lips against his. He smiled and kissed me back. I loved the way he kisses me. No one have ever kissed me like this. I never knew the true kisses until I kissed him. He was my first real kiss.

My friends used to tell me how it feels to kiss the one you love. How sensual and soothing it is to have your love's lips against you. The butterflies fluttering in your stomach and how you cherish every millisecond of your kiss. But all I got from a kiss was disgust. I thought they were all lies until I met Alarick. He showed me what a real kiss is.

I don't care if he's not my first or I am not his first. Everyone has a past. He must have one too but I don't care until or unless I am his only present and future.

Which I damn sure I am although he still haven't said those three words.

Just three words and your world is turned upside down, just three words.

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TODAY'S QUESTION

Which actor or model do you imagine as Alarick?

(Even I don't imagine Theo James as Alarick.)

Thank you so much for your votes and comments :)

#Amarick❤

-Shanza.