Strangers
1918 Words
Isabelle point of view
Oh my god! I really did it this time.
I overslept and I was already late for my classes. Iris was probably waiting impatiently for me with an angry scowl or she got carried away with boys as per usual. I just had to get a cup of coffee from the only café in Bourneville that served a decent cup of coffee and then off to the university, my own personal torture room. But it did serve as a good cover from people that were after me, no one expected me to be studying at a college.
Immediately I walked into the cafe, I felt some kind of electric tingle. I can't explain it but it was like I was struck by electricity and at the same time I wasn't because it didn't hurt me, it felt like a good type of electricity if there was ever a good type of electricity.
What the hell am I even saying? Only the goddess knows how much I needed my today's cup of coffee. I literally ran on caffeine.
Just at the table before me were three extremely handsome guys, they looked like perfect male models with unrealistic body build. And one of them was full on staring at me as though he knew me. His eyes hold a type of cold but burning fire and desire. He really did look familiar to me but with a face like his it would be impossible to forget if I met him.
He was really that good looking, he could surely pass as one of those blazing hot male models you could only find in cosmopolitan magazines covered with lesser clothing.
He had pitch black hair and I could notice an ear ring stuck on his right lobe although his long hair tried to cover it up. He was wearing a black V-neck shirt that really brought out his muscles and black tight jeans. He looked very familiar though. He had full dark eyebrows and his eyes were incredulously brown, but it was a faded brown, almost ice brown. The kind of brown that reminded me of winter trees at twilight and chocolates, mostly chocolates. I could feel my heartbeat go faster and faster.
The two guys seated with him suddenly turned around to look at me which was kind of creepy. Why were they all now staring? Was there something on my face? My self conscious thoughts kicked in. Or were they just checking me out? Those darn perverts. Or could they also be monsters after me? Extremely stunning and hot monsters that's for sure.
Oh goddess!
I wasn't in the mood to get into another fight, I was completely exhausted as hell from all last night wendigo fighting but I was pretty confident that I could take all three of them on, even though the numbers weren't in my favor and neither was the size. They looked four times my size, what kind of physical enhancing drugs were these guys on? Steroids??
The extremely handsome one got up with a cold serious scowl, then went out of the café with a lip tight frown.
'Just get your damn coffee and get the hell out of here, isabella!' I said to myself mentally. After I got my order I practically ran out of the café just then I smacked into something that felt as hard as a wall or was it someone?. f**k, I spilled my coffee, luckily nothing got on my white top but the coffee was all over the other person.
Shit!
"Sorry about that," I said, dropping the brown Styrofoam cup to the floor, trying to dab off the stain from his black shirt, unwillingly feeling his rock hard abs.
'Ahh focus isabella!' I urged myself, keeping my wandering thoughts at bay.
"Don't f*****g touch me human!" The person in front of me bit out venomously with a thick English accent as he moved away. But human? What the f**k is up with that?
"You have eyes so why don't you use them and watch where you go!" He sighs, having a dead serious look on his face. From the look of his expensive watch and shoes, he could definitely afford another shirt so I don't understand why he was so angry.
Oh s**t! It was the same handsome guy from just inside of the café. But who in hell did he think he was to talk to me like that? A spoiled brat that's what he was.
"You also have eyes too, don't you? So do me a favor next time and try being more careful. And quit acting like such a brat I said sorry already." I rolled my eyes, crossing my arm over my chest. I felt uncomfortable with his gaze on me. I wasn't short, I was about 5'7 but compared to him I was nothing but a stick in the mud. He looked about 6'4 or more. Damn he was tall, with a very chiseled jaw and those biceps of his made Chris Evans biceps from civil war look shameful. I'm sorry but it was true, you would say the same thing if you saw them too.
"Brat!?" I heard him growl. "How dare you call me a brat, do you know who you're talking to?" He grabbed onto my arm roughly pulling me closer to him till our faces were just inches apart, I could feel his hot breathing on my face as I stared at his enchanting eyes.
Ugh, I really don't know why I was having these stupid tingles again. It was like my body secretly craved for his touch and wanted to stay this way forever.
"Honestly, I don't know who you are and I really couldn't care less who you were" I removed his hand from my wrist as he just stared at me in surprise. I took a quick glance at my watch "I would have gotten you another shirt but I really don't have time for this. I'm already late for a class.I hope we do not run into each other ever again" I left him standing there looking shocked and angry as hell.
I quickly drove to college and got into the ongoing lecture. It was Literature. I could see Iris sitting in the third row in front and there was Landon sitting besides her taking some notes. During the class we read through the classic Wuthering heights and discussed Heathcliff and Catherine Earnshaw tragic love story, and as usual Landon was being an annoying know-it -all, inputting his dumb opinions whenever he could. Like we ever needed them.
When the class was over I walked over to Iris and Landon who was literally glued to her side.
"Hey Belle!" Iris screamed, enclosing me in a tight hug which I reciprocated looking at Landon who was just standing there looking at us all stupid.
"Hey Belle, you were late today, as always." he finally said with his usual annoying smirk as though I didn't know that I came late. This annoying little piece of s**t.
"Hey Landon" I said, just trying to be nice and taking the higher road.
"Whoa, you look really tired, you should go get some rest." he spoke as if he cared but could he just shut the hell up and go get a life, I just ignored his presence while I told Iris about the strange guy I bumped into today. And all she really cared about was if he was hot and if he had a hot friend, the short answer to both questions was yes but the long answer was hell yeah, of course they were all blazing hot.
A blond guy approached us with a cute smile.
"Hey Isaac!" Landon said as the two of them went for a weird handshake and hug thing, I think they were in the same frat. He had piercing blue eyes, with sandy blonde hair and his body was made out of pure muscles but honestly I have seen better today. Did he also go to our college? I haven't seen him before. Maybe he is new.
"Hey Isaac!" Iris blushed beside me and he smiled back at her. Who was this Isaac that apparently everyone else but me knew?
"Oh right, Isaac met my friend Isabelle. She's a bit quiet but trust me you're gonna love her when you get to know her." Iris said, winking at him. I pinched on her arm giving her the 'what the hell' look. She always tried to play Little Cupid's match maker with me like I was interested in a relationship.
"Well hello Isabelle." he smiled in a way only an angel could. "My name is Isaac" he picked up my hand from where I kept it beside me and before I knew it they were at his lips. And I must admit it did have a nice feel to it.
I withdrew my hand, my face turning a little bit red.
"I'm having a party at my parents' mansion tonight and of course you guys are invited. Most especially you Isabelle." He looked at me smiling in a cute way. But there was something in the way that he said my name. It sounded dangerously appealing. Very dangerous.
"Of course we'll come, especially Isabelle," Iris said, nudging me with her shoulder. Then Landon and Isaac walked away.
"He clearly likes you" she giggled as soon as they were gone.
"Well too bad cause I don't. Plus I'm not even going to his party anyways." I walked away to where me and Iris's car was parked.
"Why not? He is obviously into you." She sang in a sing-song manner.
"He is? Anyway I'm not. I'm exhausted and I have to catch up with school work and stuff" we arrived at the pink Prius, Iris's color choice not mine. Frankly I hated the color pink, it just looked a bit ugly to me.
"No Isabelle, you have to go. This is a chance for your little love garden to bloom!" She blurts out.
"Eww-" I said, shaking off what she just said as I got into the driver's seat.
"You need to have some fun Isabelle. Loosen up a bit." She advices but she was totally wrong. I was fun, I just wasn't into that kind of fun.
"Don't worry Iris. I think I'll survive, thank you." I smiled.
"Please! Just come just this one time. Pretty, pretty please! You can't possibly let me go there all alone?" She grumbled like a kid all through the ride to our apartment but I remained adamant on my decision. I couldn't get out of my head thoughts about the stranger I had met at the cafe earlier today. There was something in the way that handsome stranger held on to my wrist, the way his touch felt familiar to my skin that kept on lingering in my head and the intense look in his eyes got me hooked. I told him I hoped we didn't run into each other again, but was it wrong I prayed we accidentally bumped into one another once again?
***Author's note****
Hey it's me, Cherry again! How is the second chapter coming? Don't be disappointed or discouraged, it's leading to something BIG, I promise. Byeee.
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