Oh Crap!
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Cris ran near me and as I didn't noticed there was a gangster behind me and Cris knocked out that gangsters.
"You okay?" Cris asked.
"Yes, but, why are you here?"
"To search for my friend," Cris said as I hit another gangsters.
I sighed. That means Cris didn't recognize that I am Suzy.
We began to fight with the gangsters and after a while, we heard the police alarm sound.
"The police is going to handle these gangsters. You can go outside of the resturant, Cris," I said as I realized my mistake. Crap! Now, what am Igoing to do?
"Cris? How do you know my name is Cris . . ." Cris asked in confusion.
I didn't know what to say but I pushed Cris out of the resturant and said, "That's none of your business."
Cris seamed confuse as he just stood outside of the resturant, looking at me.
I ignored Cris and knocked the other gangsters out as the police entered the resturant and the fire service being to out out the fire.
I didn't wanted police to see me so I jumped out of the restaurant's window and quickly took out my coat and scarf and hag and ran infront of the resturant where I saw Chris, still looking at the resturant which was slowly getting out of fire.
"Cris!" I said as I ran near Cris.
"Suzy!" Cris said as he pulled me in a hug. "Goodness! I was so scared!" Cris said as he looked at me. "How could you . . . Do you know how worried I was? You were in the resturant and if something happened to you . . ."
"Cris, I am alright," I said. I never seen Cris that caring.
"I was so worried. Please don't do that ever again," Cris said as he hugged me once more.
"Cris," I said as I tried to calm him down. "I am okay, Cris. I am really okay."
Cris looked st me and then nodded.
"The police is going to take care of this thing. Let's got other the airport for the flight," I said.
"Alright," Cris said as we got a taxi and drove to the airport.
The taxi stopped infront of the air port as Cris and I got out of the taxi and went into he airport and went in the plane and sat beside eachother.
The plan started to flight as I leaned near the seat, feeling a lot tired. It was hard to fight with those gangsters. I sighed. If police can arrest those gangsters then I can easily get the informations about the gang leader.
I sighed as I rembered how Cris saw me in disguise. I really hope that Cris didn't recognize me.
I looked at Cris and saw him looked at me, blankly.
"Cris!" I said as I waved my fingers in front of his eyes.
No response.
"Cris," I said as I again waved my fingers are him and still no response. "Cris!" I yelled as I head him by his collar. "What the heck is wrong with you, Cris . . ."
"Goodness!" Cris said and then paused.
"That's what you say after I yelled at you?"
"Suzy," Cris said as she looked at me. I let go of his shirt collar as he held my hand and put my hand on his chest.
I blushed as I smacked him. "What the heck, Cris!? What are you . . ."
"Do you feel my heart beats?" Cris asked.
I looked at Cris confusingly. "Yes, I do."
"You noticed my heart racing, right Suzy?"
"Heart racing?" What the heck is wrong with Cris?
"Yes, my heart is racing . . ." Cris said as he pulled me near his chest, making me lean near his chest as I blushed.
"Cris, what are you . . ."
"Shhh . . ." Cris said as he pulled me closer.
My ear was literally leaning on his chest as I could hear his heart beats.
"My heart is racing, right?"
"Yes," I said as I looked at him, confusingly.
"Check my temperature," Cris said as he put my fingers on his forehead. "I am okay, right?"
I checked his temperature. "Yes, you are okay, Cris."
"My heart is racing and I am also okay. Suzy, you know, I did went in the resturant and saw this woman fighting and after she pushed me out of the resturant, my heart started to beat like that. You know why?" Cris asked.
I shaked my head. "May be you ate something weird?"
"No, this is what you call the bell of love?"
"The bell of love? What do you mean, Cris? I don't understand . . ."
"This means that I . . . Am . . . In . . . love," Cris said.
I looked at Cris, stunned. "To . . . Who?" Goodness, please don't tell me . . .
"I think I am in love with the woman who was fighting in the resturant," Cris said.
I looked at Cris as if I was about to have a heart attack. Cris is in love with the woman who fought in the resturant. The woman is actually me. And I was in disguise. That means that Cris in love love with my disguised self?! OH CRAP!
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