Saving The Billionaire Actor

Chapter 4

Blaire's POV

I absentmindedly stirred the mug of hot chocolate milk as I looked out the window above the kitchen sink. Thank God I got off work early today because it looked like it was going to rain. Outside, the clouds gathered making the sky look dark and gloomy . I could practically smell the rain.

It had been two days since my visit to the Daniels and it was already a new week. I had a stressful day at work today. I had to work in a small firm with three other girls and at the end, I wanted to pull my hair out .I’m pretty sure the other girls felt the same way . It was a small marketing firm and the manager was simply one of the most infuriating persons I’d ever met. He complained about how we cleaned ,the equipment we used and just about everything else he could find .At some point he even complained about our hair styles. To keep our hair from getting in the way, we always had to keep it in a bun. For some reason, Mr Evans had a problem with that and I , for the life of me , couldn’t get why.

Later on , I realized he just wanted to be a bully and hopefully ,I won't be going back there any time soon. The only reason why I worked there today was because the usual person who worked there called in sick today and I had to fill in for her. Makes me wonder how Melissa puts up with that irritating man. She’s such a sweet girl.

I took the mug off the counter and headed to the living room .Once there ,I sunk in my couch and flipped through the channels . I was a huge romantic and had a habit of watching romance movies whenever the weather got like this . I choose a movie with the title Endless love and got comfortable .

Few minutes into the movie and I was already wishing that I was in the female leads place .The male lead was so in love with her . I knew it was just a movie and it probably wasn’t real but I wished I had someone like that. Someone who’d love me . Love all of me ; my flaws, shortcomings and imperfections. But it seemed the society today loved to highlight the imperfections of people and shunned them for it .Everybody wanted to be perfect and wanted to be with someone perfect. Sometimes I felt that I was going to be a cat lady because I was no where near the kind of perfection the society wanted. My blue eyes were bright and big ,my hair was dirty blonde and had some curls .I was of medium height and had a slim build . I wasn’t model tall or beauty queen pretty. I was just plain and average Blaire.

Living in a society where being skinny was considered beautiful was really horrible for me .My mind started drifting to my high school days and I immediately closed off those thoughts.

Those days were not something I wanted to reminisce. But there was one good thing about those days and it came in the form of a boy named Cairo .

The boy who saved me .

The first boy I liked ...

The first boy I ever loved and well ....

Still love.

And I know most people would call me an i***t for loving someone so out of my league.

Hell ,even I couldn't count the number of times I’d called myself an i***t.

But it wasn’t something I could help.

Heaven knew I had tried so many times to get rid of the feeling because honestly it was pointless to have them.

I mean what good were having these feelings if they were one sided and were never going to be reciprocated ?

But my poor and foolish heart just didn’t listen.

It was okay though. Someway ,somehow, I had managed to convince myself that loving Cairo from afar wasn’t so bad. I was content with loving him from the shadows because he deserved the best and I wasn’t . As simple as that.

I took a sip of my chocolate milk and let out a sigh as the delicious taste exploded on my taste buds. Outside, I could hear the gentle howl of the wind as it summoned the rains and a few minutes later ,the pitter _ patter of the rain on the rooftop could be heard.

I pulled the soft blanket thrown over the armrest over my body and settled more comfortably . It was going to be a long cold night with lots and lots of movies and steaming mugs of chocolate milk.

Somewhere between binging on romance movies and drinking chocolate milk, I fell asleep and only woke up when the empty mug slipped and fell from my hand to the carpeted floor. Since it fell from such a short distance, it didn’t break and I was thankful for that . My tired and sleepy self would have definitely found it difficult to gather the pieces if it had broken . It was still raining as heavily as it was before .

I picked up the mug and headed to the kitchen space .After washing and drying it ,I walked back to the living room . I picked up the blanket, folded it and laid it back on the armrest , turned of the T.v. and headed up to my room to sleep .

It was just a few minutes after midnight and I couldn’t be happier . That meant more hours for me to sleep. I fell into a dreamless sleep the moment my head touched the pillow not before setting my alarm . It looked like it wasn’t going to stop raining any time soon and since I was a lover of rain and cold weather, I was definitely going to show up late for work if I didn't set an alarm.