Nora's POV:--
"Ryan?"
"Yes, it's me, Nora." He chuckled amused.
This is the third time that I made a fool of myself in front of him. Thank god, it's a call, so I don't need to face him. My cheeks were so red, due to embarrassment. I did not just say that to him. Did I?
"So that means you were really not well." He murmured to himself.
"Where are you right now?" He asked suddenly.
"Hom..e.." I stuttered.
"Okay, I will call you later. Bye, Take care Angel." With that he hung up, making me frown.
This time I decided not to keep my cell phone aside, since I wasn't feeling like sleeping now. Instead, I decided to read vampire stories on w*****d.
It's been an half an hour, since I am indulged in story. The main character of the story was about to confess her love to the vampire. When, my dear brother decided to grace me his precious presence. He entered my room without knocking.
"You know doors are there for a reason!!!" I hissed.
"You look like shit."
"I was trying to look like you." I stated smugly.
Nick was younger than me by a year. He was too good looking for his age. He was a carbon copy of my Dad. He attends the same college as me, so that's the reason he knew Ryan very well. Nick has won inter college competition for swimming. Me and Him are like Tom and Jerry, who never gets along with each other and is always fighting.
"But you failed." Nick said with a cocky smile.
"Not everyone can look as charismatic as me." He said arrogantly.
"Says the one who was adopted by my parents from the garbage." I rolled my eyes.
"Hahaha.... Very funny." He said with a fake laugh.
He was carrying two plastic bags, he slammed it hardly on my stomach, making me kick him on his legs.
"Ryan Knights was here, he said to give you this." He grunted.
"What exactly is your relationship with him?" He asked suspiciously.
I was surprised. I looked inside it, to see dark chocolates and strawberries.
Why would he send this for me? Does he care for me? This sweet gesture of his make my heart warm and a small shy smile appears on my face.
"I don't know." I stated honestly.
"Be careful with him, you know his reputation." He said protectively.
With that he left, leaving me with my thoughts.
Just than my cell phone rang, It was Ryan.
"Hi!" "Hello!" We both said at the same time, making me bit my lip.
"I am outside your house. If you don't mind, why don't you come in your balcony?"
"WHAT?" I panicked, while sitting.
I get done from my bed and walk towards the balcony and peeps to see he was really standing there. He was looking at his shoes. Although he was wearing a black jacket with white t-shirt underneath. His hair look messy. He looks like a model who is going for a photo shoot.
I quickly walked back in my room and look in the mirror to see, my brother was unfortunately right. I looked much worse than he described. My hair look like a birds nest, while my clothes were much worse than the beggars.
"Yeah, sure. Just give me five minutes." I insisted.
"Okay. Take your time." With that I hung up and throw my mobile on my bed. I walked in my closet and get changed into a Black and White Horizontal Striped Crew-neck T-shirt with a Blue Denim shorts. I combed my hair and left it open. I washed my face and dried it with a towel.
Feeling satisfied about my looks, after looking myself in the mirror. I entered the balcony and wave at him.
"How are you feeling now, Nora?" He asked while staring at me intensely.
"I am fine, now." I smiled.
"Good to know." He blurted.
"So did you get the dark chocolates and strawberries?" He asked nervously.
"Yes, I did. But you didn't need to."
"I wanted to. They are good for this condition." He said awkwardly, while rubbing his neck.
"How does you know that?" I asked hesitantly.
"I have a sister." He smiled.
"Oh!!!"
"Do you want to come inside, Ryan?"
"Not now. Maybe next time." He said making my heart beat faster.
"I should go now. You should rest." He uttered, while his eyes say otherwise. As if he didn't wanted to go.
"Okay. See you tomorrow."
"Bye." "Bye."
With that he left, but he left me smiling crazily.
***
"So he turned her down?" I asked in disbelief.
"Unfortunately, Yes." Sarah shrugs.
"I knew it what he was upto." Harry stated bored.
"How did you know?" I look at him.
"From what Ava said, he never once gave her forehead kiss."
"So?" Sarah asked curiously.
"If a guy kiss your forehead it means he cares for you." He explains.
"If he doesn't then he is only with you for............"
"It somehow seems reasonable." Sarah points.
"This theory is a fact."
"I just want to punch that jerk. How could he do this to her? Ava must be so devastated."
It was night, when Sarah and Harry visited me with Pizzas. We were sitting in my bedroom, they were briefing me about what happened in college today. Ava asked out Kyle, her friend, who used to flirt her. He once kissed her. But when she asked him out, he straightforwardly said no in front of everyone humiliating her.
"I am taking one of this." Said Harry while picking one of the dark chocolates, which Ryan bought.
"No you are not." I slapped his hand and the chocolates from him, making him pout.
My hair was all over my face, making me look like a mess. I push my hair behind my ear.
"Let me tie up your hair." Harry suggested.
I turn my back to him and he sat behind me on the bed. While me and Sarah was sitting on the ground while leaning to the bed.
He gathered my hair in his hand and tie my hair in a high ponytail.
"Thanks." I smiled at him, when he was done and was sitting beside me.
"You know you are perfect Boyfriend material." Sarah teased him.
His ears were getting pink.
"Why don't you date Ava?" I too joined Sarah.
"Well, seems like you guys forget that I had a Girlfriend, who I love the most." He said with his hand.
"I don't know what you even like about her?" Sarah interrupted.
"Everything." He said with dreamy eyes.
"You know something weird happen today." Sarah changed the topic.
"What?"
"Professor gave us free lecture, since he was meeting someones parents. When Emily asked why you weren't in the college today. So I replied her saying you are not well. When suddenly Ryan stands up with a thump attracting everyone attention and left the class."
"When he left, he had a worried look on his face." Harry continued.
Automatically a smile appears on my face. Maybe I means something to him.