It's been another month since that kiss. No one said a word about it. He behaves like he doesn't remember it or is it the truth? Or maybe just faking it. But after taking my first kiss how can he just behave it never happened, acting so casual.

Today we came early, don't even know why. Strange!

I cooked creamy lemon chicken pasta for dinner. I hope he eats dinner cause he didn't eat neither breakfast nor lunch. Why does this man starve himself.

"Let's go, Miss Smith." He said, standing beside the kitchen door, peeking in. He was all dressed up in his Armani suit.

"Where?"

"Wherever I take you, remember you are in no position to ask questions." I mentally rolled my eyes since physically if I did then he'll give me another one of his rude remarks.

"Can we have lunch first?" I asked hoping he says yes cause I'm starting and the pasta I just cooked looks so appetizing.

He sighed and looked at his watch, "Not more then 10 mins." And then he turned around to leave.

I set table for two. I put the lunch and knocked his door, calling him out. But he didn't respond so I sat on my spot and digged into my pasta. Let me tell you it was heaven. Omg the creamy texture it had and the way the chicken melted into my mouth. Gosh! I really love my own cooking. I was so much enjoying my moment that I didn't notice that time was already over and Damien was standing infront of me with very much annoyed expression.

With a spoonful of pasta still in my mouth, I patted the seat beside me, "Come, eat." I said.

"Miss Smith, hurry up before i leave without you. Don't wanna come on cab, do you?" Honestly I was shocked he still was standing here.

"Can you sit down and eat?" I asked. He gave me a look that said I'd rather have my coffee.

"It's delicious!" I exclaimed.

Ok! You know why I'm all over sky? cause this is the first time I made this type of pasta. And it went successful.

"Just one taste, if you don't like then you don't have to eat." I pouted, now shoving my spoon towards his face.

He looked at the spoon and then at me. He seemed like he is in hard state to resist the food. Like he wanted to grab it and eat it but nah his ego won't let him, his ego tells him we already got ready to leave not to eat. Stupid ego.

"I'm fine, Miss Smith." He was nearly turning around when I got a hold of his hand and tried pulling him towards me.

I gave him another pout and puppy doggy eyes, "It's the first time I made this dish, please." This time I asked in pleading tone.

Honestly if dad was here, i would have made him taste it. Now i was getting all emotional.

"Make a plate for me fast, Miss Smith." My eyes sparkled with happiness at his words. And I made him a plate.

As he took his first bite, I carefully noticed his reaction but there was none. He just sat there and ate it in silence with a blank space. Huh! I was hoping for some comments. But it's better then him not trying it at all

When he was done, I asked, "How was it?"

He didn't say anything and stood up, wiped his mouth and hands. "In five minutes I want you in the car otherwise I'll leave." He uttered and rushed to leave.

Five minutes.

I was nowhere close to leave.

Without cleaning the table and washing the plates, I went to my room, mentally making a note to do it after coming back home. Gosh! I hate it when I come back home and it's messy. Now I have to leave it all unclean, cause I have no more then five minutes to prepare myself.

I wore one hoodie with shorts and without even daring to look myself in the mirror I left. It was 3 minutes already. I stood outside elevator waiting for it to come.

When it boomed opened, I got in, hit the 0 button in it continuously until it closed.

What a luck I have.

Elevator opened three times before it finally went down. I gave angry look to those people who were entering while putting my hair in a messy bun. Can't they see I'm rushing.

I had 10 seconds left.

I went running towards the car where he was sitting on the driver seat. I smiled at my victory.

But guess what, as I was about to open the door for myself, the engine of the car started.

And yeah! he left me there.

I was on time.

Jesus, hate that stupid phsyco.

He literally passed me a smirk as he drove away.

Right then my phone rang.

Mr Knight calling.

I didn't want to pick it up. But I have to.

As I answered I didn't say anything as I was so angry.

"You were 15 seconds late, Miss Smith."

I stayed quiet, listening to his jerkful voice.

"Straight to Abbey street, there is an arena. I'll meet you there." He said and cut the call.

As if I know whole of New York by heart.

I managed to search it on my phone with directions, I took a cab and it took me roughly 15 minutes to reach there.

"Miss, you can't go in." The guard standing outside the arena said, invading my space and not letting me in.

"Do you have a pass?"

"What pass?"

"If only you have a pass you can get in but anyway you're late and the event has already started."

I tried calling Damien but you know what I mean by 'tried'? I had no balance. I slapped my own forehead and stood there wondering now what to do.

The guard was giving me nasty look, asking me to vanish from here or he might call the cops.

"Can you call Damien Knight from inside please?" I asked him and he shook his head at me.

I have been standing here from past 30 minutes with nowhere to go. I can't even go back home. I forgot my money even. I only had 20 dollars in my pocket which I gave it to cab I came in.

Then my phone rang. Finally he remembers me. I picked it up and before he could dare utter anything, I cut him off. "You stupid man, first of all you left me hanging just right outside your car. It couldn't have hurt if you let me in. 15 seconds doesn't matter. And here I have been standing from last 30 minutes with this guard on my face telling me I can't get it in. So don't you dare blame anything on me now cause...-" I wasn't hearing anything so I stopped on the middle sentence and checked the phone.

Guess what?

It wasn't on call.

Might clicked on the red button instead of green.

I blushed out of embarrassment at my own self.

I looked upto see the guard to check if he figured how much of a fool I am.

But he didn't figure anything. He was just giving me angry glares.

I pretend to hang the call then.

The second time it rang I picked up fast and this time I waited for him to talk. He came and picked me up from the door, I sticked my tongue out at the guard, telling him I'm not a robber that he was implying at earlier. Like imagine me getting inside this arena just to kill.

I'll then be the most wanted person on earth.

As we stepped inside the building, I instantly regretted it.

There were more then 100 people. Guess they were some 400 to 500. And everyone was dressed up. Every men and women in this building looked so well.

Then I noticed it's a party going on here.

And I was in my home attire.

I felt very uncomfortable at myself. I wanted the earth to open up and swallow me at the stares those people were giving me in the room.

I spotted Melissa and soon as she spotted me back, she laughed at me. Making fun from my situation. She then said something to the girl standing next to her and then the girl turned towards me and looked me up to down. Then they both laughed together.

I turned my face to the other side. Damien already took a seat and so I also sat beside him. I don't even want to complain to him about not telling me it's a party I'm gonna attend with him.

I don't think anyone in this room took less then 3 hours to get ready and yet I'm sitting here who got ready in 2 minutes. Didn't even get to brush my hair. What a mess!

"You look like you just came from hell." Commented Ethan as he entered.

Ethan took a seat next to me and I pulled myself away a little. I wish this night to get over soon cause I don't think I can take it.

Soon a waiter came with drinks and I wasted no time to grab one and gulping it whole down. I proceeded with second and then third. Soon I lost the count and got myself drunk.

....

It was now more then an hour since we were sitting. My head was spinning, I couldn't even see anything properly.

"Is this your maid, Ethan?" Said someone as they took a seat in our table.

"My assistant." Said Damien.

"She sure doesn't look like one." The lady said as she sat down.

"Some people are just ugly, Carly" Said Melissa as she sat beside Damien, blowing a kiss on his cheek.

She did not just say that.

"Maybe you could eat some of the makeup you're wearing so you can try and be pretty on the inside." I retorted back as I smashed the glass I was holding on the table. It broke down from where I was holding it. A piece stapped and I winced.

"Calm down, tiger." Muttered Ethan from beside.

No one noticed the the blood in my finger. I wiped it down from the corner of the seat I was sitting in. It was not a big cut but it hurts.

I don't know why I'm even here in the first place. It's not some meeting that he needs my assistance. He must be enjoying this, my insults. Maybe he really brought me here so he can make fun of me infront of high class people like himself.

What an almighty jerk.

Just then someone spoke on the speaker, "Ladies and gentleman, as you all know why we are here tonight, give a big round of applause to our couple of the night Mr & Mrs soon to be bieber."

I blinked and I blinked again.

Justin bieber was standing on the light with his fiance. What's her name? Hailey? Oh ya!

Woww! they were looking beautiful.

I can't believe I'm on same place as Justin Bieber.

But I felt little sad from inside cause I loved him more with Selena Gomez.

They danced and it was so romantic. I was cheering them up like every other person in the room except our table. All of them had this bored expression on. Damien just looked like he'd rather be home doing office work. Melissa looked like she is jealous of them getting all the attention, the girl beside her, Carly seemed to be leaving disgusted look all around the hall and Ethan, he just sat there staring at every girl.

When the dance was done, they kissed. I blushed at my place and looked down, don't really wanna see some couple kissing. Gosh it was beautiful.

It knocked me my first kiss and I blushed more, I somehow looked towards Damien and he was already staring at me. His eyes glaring holes at me.

He doesn't remember the kiss.

Then Justin Bieber and Hailey was gone.

And soon the dinner was served.

I was already too full with the drinks I had but the food looked yummy so I couldn't help and get a plate for myself too.

I heard a scoff from Damien and as I looked up he gave me a look 'you already ate.' I rolled my eyes at him. Not that you're paying Damien so let me eat.

"Miss Smith, shall we leave now?" He said, now gaining attention from every person sitting on our table.

"Let her eat first, Damien." Ethan said for me. And I mentally thanked him.

"She already had her dinner at home." Stated Damien and then I blushed again. He didn't need to aware them with this fact.

"No wonder she is overweight, fatass." Commented Carly.

I'm not overweight. No where close to that. I won't let this first class b**** bully me.

"I'm fatass but I can lose weight. You're dumb ass, how are you going to fix that?" Ethan erupted into laughter.

Hah! Take that.

STAY SAFE.