Taming Ms. stubborn
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I was stunned as I realized that Cris was about to take off my mask. I pushed him away, weakly, as I stood upright but felt dizzy. My head was spinning and I couldn't stand properly so I grab hold the wall of the tower.
I saw Cris looking at me as he tried to came near me but I pushed him again from me. I massaged my ear.
My ear was a bit better now so I could hear him.
"Look, I am not going to hurt you," Cris said as he tried to spotted near me as I stepped back.
Cris kept stepping forward. I couldn't let him discover who I am. I stepped back as I took my gun and pinned to him.
Cris seamed stunned as he stopped stepping forward. "What are you . . ."
"Don't!" I said as I held my gun, weakly. I felt dizzy but I still stood upright, go, ding the gun, pointing to Cris. "Don't come near me."
"But why?" Cris asked. "I am not going to hurt you . . ."
"I know but don't come near me," I said as I panted. My arms were bleeding. And my blood was on the floor. I felt numb as I tried to keep myself standing upright.
"Is it because . . . You don't want me to know who you are?" Cris asked as he looked at me. "But why?"
Before I could answer, I felt my body collasping on the floor as I winced in pain. My whole body hurt as I felt more dizzy.
"Are you okay?" Cris asked as he rushed near me, looking worried.
I tried to push myself away from him, but I was weak.
"Stop pushing me away from you," Cris said as he leaned near me.
I, being stubborn, kept pushing him away from me. "No . . ." I panted. I felt like I was going to faint.
"Please, you are weak," he said as he leaned ed more closer. "Okay, fine. I won't take off your mask," he said as he looked at me.
I can see truth in his eyes.
"I promiss, I won't take of the mask from you till you tell me to. But let me atleast help you . . ." Cris said.
For some reason, I wanted to belive what Cris was saying. Cris eyes were fillied with hurt, worry and . . . Love?
I found myself feeling more dizzy as I was going to faint but I felt Cris slowly scooping me on his arms.
"Stop . . ." I said weakly.
"Shhh . . . Let me help you," Cris said as held held me more close and I was on his arms.
I slowly leaned near his chest and put my arms around his neck.
"Try to keep your eyes open," Cris said as he began to held me close and started to ran down the stairs. The elevator wasn't working.
I had a hard time doing what Cris said. Every time I felt like I was going to faint but Cris kept shaking me a bit which made me opened my eyes.
"We are going to the hospital," Cris said as he was on the first floor of the tower.
There were so many reporters outputs idea of the tower, trying to take a picture of Cris. I didn't wanted the reporter to know about me. And I knew Cris had to get out of the tower building to go to the hospital where the reporters will be.
"No hospital," I mutters as my lips were almost near his ear.
"Then, how am I going to get you heal?" Cris asked as he was going to go near the door of the tower.
"No . . ." I panted. I felt like fainting on his arms but he shaked me again. "I don't want to go to the hospital . . ."
"But . . ."
"No! I said no!" I yelled and suddenly, I felt a sharp pain on my head and I collapsed on his arms and began to to faint.
"No, you cannot faint now . . . Please," Cris kept saying as he kept shaking me.
Cris's shaking made me not faint but it was hard to not become unconscious.
"No . . ." I said again.
"Alright . . ." Cris said as he went near the back of the tower window and kicked the glass of the window and the glasses shuttered and fell. "We are not going to the hospital," Cris said as he got out of the tower from the window and spotted his car which was at the back of the tower where no reporter was there.
I sighed as I leaned near Cris. I have no idea why I did it, but, it felt nice to be close to Cris. To be on his arms.
Cris held me close to him as he opened his car door. A driver was sitting on the front seat. I didn't knew Cris brought a driver with him. Cris got in the car, and sat on the back seat, holding me on his lap as I leaned on his chest.
"Driver, drive to our private beach house," Cris said.
Beach house? I didn't know Cris had a beach house.
I saw Cris leaning near me as he began to opened his shirt.
"What . . ?"
"Shhh . . ." Cris said as he took out his shirt. Cris was wearing a tshirt under his shirt. Cris took off his shirt and wrapped it on my arms so that I don't bleed thst much.
I found myself smiling a bit as I looked at his scratches which was also bleeding.
I let my fingers touched his wounds a bit as I sighed. "You are bleeding too . . ."
"Not as bad as you," Cris said as he rubbed my back, making me feeling much better than before.
"Hhhmmm . . ." I leaned on his chest. I did felt much better.
The car had AC which was a bit helpful.
"Come on, don't faint on me, right now. We are close to the beach house," Cris said.
I looked at the the car window and noticed that we were already closed to the beach.
"Do you . . . Always have girls in your beach house that you are taking me to your beach house?" I asked
"No. I never even held any woman on my arms," he said as he patted my hair, making me feel comfortable on his arms.
"Then why me?" I asked, weakly.
"Because . . ." Cris said as he looked at me and smiled warmly which make my heart beat faster.
But why?
I felt Cris leaned near my ears as his lips brushed on my ear lobe, making me blush a bit as he said, "Because you are special."
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