The One I Crush

Chapter: 2

Ryan POV;

“Janson, I told you it’s the last time I’m doing this.” I really want to convince my assistant to allow me one time to be public. I really want to hold public conference in which I tell my fans to support me in this matter.

“I don’t understand what you are really doing. Don’t you know how much I spent time creating your shading image fabulous in front of your fans? They love you so, stop this changing girlfriend kind of thing and focus on your career.” Jason half yelled at me. He began to pace around the room causing so much noise.

I adjust in seat and put my legs on the tables his office room. He turn around and glare at me. I glared back and stood up to leave because I don’t want to listen to his stupid suggestions or what he called.

I like Alexa, my new girlfriend and she is also a high image model. I tell her not to release the news about our relationship because her fans might be disturbed. She should wait for some time so that the fans become calm. And then she’ll drop bomb on them.

I was mentally preparing myself what to say to my dad about Alexa relation and her image when Janson voice stopped me in my track.

“Ryan I really told you not to cause it. But now this happen I should hold you a conference and let Samantha ready to prepare the speech. I will to your home tonight. So we’ll record your stupid apology.” He told me as he began to smoke probably thinking of something, maybe thinking how to kill Ryan without knowing others. I twitch at my thought and fake cough and leave the room muttering “whatever.”

I enter the private elevator and my security rushed to click the ground button. I now return to cold self, my usual one. The one thing I learn from my father is that you must not show normal behavior to other because people are so cruel now a days, if you speak to them humble attitude, they sit on your thorn and they clown you. At that time I know I don’t understand this difficult thing but now I know how you cold have to become in order to go upward. In this world no one is still so why show good behavior. My security said “hello!’’ to me. I answer them lightly and with this we reached the ground. I exit the elevator and then, my phone rang. I frown knowing whose calling me. I slide the answer one and my father voice boomed in the speaker.

“Well! I’m not calling you to hello you. So let’s get this straight and meet me in our home at dinner.” He said to me, maybe clearly enough not to make formal speech.

“Good morning and yes father I will come but if you force me to slide off this relation with Alexa. I will not obey you.” I also said to the point.

“We’ll see son, whose making a mess or whose is not.” He said to me in no room of arguments and hung up.

I sigh and frown appear on my face. I knew him, he was always like this. Always making my decisions of his own choice. He act like he can control me. I am a freaking man, 21 years old, self-made musician and then the voice in my head reminded me of Janson, who helped me achieving my dream. I release a deep breathe while I think about him. I was thinking about my father and how come his thought appear in my mind.

This guy must have some magic done on me. I chuckled to myself and then I realize I was talking to myself, a bad habit of mine. I turn to look at my assistant, holding car door open for me, waiting for me to enter car because he knew I must have doze off this amazing world for few minutes. The look on his face must say “Is he crazy or some mental patient.” I shook my head and enter the car.

We head off from my company’s private parking area and then my assistant ask me “where to Mr. Austin?”

“I... to my home on Beverly hills.” He motion his head in approval.

I sigh and relax in my seat and reminded myself what I need right now. I need a glass full of white wine, now. I clear my throat to shake off the taste of it from my mind. I know I’m not in the right state of mind.

“Mr. Austin we are here.” My assistant voice bring me back from my dreamland world. I look at my watch and the time blur in my eyes, probably magic of sleep.

I got off from my car and wave my assistant who knew immediately what to do, he leave. I carry my lazy leg to kitchen and took out bottle of white wine from cabinets. I opened the hook and pour it in my large glass and tug it down. The rich taste of wine relish my throat. When I was having a date with my wine, my phone beeped.

I got up from kitchen stool and took out phone from my jeans pocket.

I slide it answer, without knowing who it is.

My father voice again boomed in the speaker.

“Ryan…. Why are not here yet.” He yelled at me. I chuckled probably the effect of champagne, wait wine.

“Ryan you are not serious. My son I really want to talk to you, come home. Mother and your elder sister is waiting for you” he said to me pleaded. I felt bad.

Why you are feeling bad. You always do this to them. The voice in my head reminded me. I ignore it. I look again at my watch.

“Dad! I am coming home. Okay and don’t be sad” I said to him, chuckling.

“Ryan, be serious and come fast. I am waiting.” And then he hung up. My watch show me the time 7pm, my eyes widened.

I sigh and call my assistant to pull over car in front of my mansion.

“Yeah, I’m coming.” I quickly dial Janson number and told him not to come home because I will be at my parent home. He sigh but got agreed. He really want me to face my father rage. I sigh and left my phone at the table in balcony. I rushed upstairs and quickly change my clothes because I might have split the wine on my shirt looking from the stain. I wear light colour jeans and a sweater because it’s freaking cold in California. I look myself in the mirror and smiled, probably to calm myself down. I wear my new pair of boots and begin to hum my new song “café on the street”, of recent album. I rushed downstairs and open my coat cabinet near my stairs and took out white fur coat, wear it and open door to enter car.

It took us 20 minutes to arrive at my parent’s mansion. Well you can say castle. Because it is freaking big.

We entered gates.  It’s been 3 months I hadn’t enter these gates. I was so busy creating music, writing lyrics and doing recording of my new album. I was so tired to meet them. It’s already night so, I know my parents probably be waiting for me in the living room. I know how they’ll react so, I asked my assistant to horn because my family don’t like it. It kind of like insult to them when someone horn their car, I don’t know what philosophy is hidden in this but, now I surely want to disturb them. I shook my head and a light smile appear on my face when my sister quickly rushed. I got off from the car and hug her. I kiss her forehead. I love my elder sister, she is my world. Though I only see her at some days because she also have a family. Yes you are right, she is married, not like me walking around like a dating app. I chuckle to myself and then, I remember having my sister in my arms and a two pair of eyes glaring at the back of my head.

I turn around and saw the fire ignited in my father eyes. I gulped thinking of the consequences. I wear my smile and walk to my dad.

“Hi, dad. Oh! Sorry, didn’t saw you.” I quickly hug him. If he don’t miss me it’s alright, but I miss him and been seeing him after whole 3 months. He didn’t hug me back. I smiled because I know he is mad. I back off and enter without them mentioning. I came back home after 3 whole months and my family didn’t invite me inside. I sigh and enter inside I spotted my beautiful mom sitting on the comfy sofa. She quickly saw me and turn her head in other direction. I quickly sat in front of her. She then again tries to turn away from me, but I hold her shoulder and turn her to face me. I sigh again.

“Mom! I came home after 3 months and you are ignoring me. It’s not fair and beside if dad don’t wants to talk to me it’s alright I can bear it, but you know you are my world. So how could I bear this huge loss?” I pout like a whining child. She chuckled and quickly hug me. I hear a sound of someone clearing their throat. I know the reason, he probably heard me. A smile form on my lips. I wave my dad and my sister standing at the door wearing puppy face, so they want to join the hug, they quickly came and hug me.

“Son, I…you really trust me?” my mom suddenly asked me when we were having a family time, means dinner.

I nod and replied “yeah, mom I really and whole heartedly trust you. “I assured her and smiled.

A smile appear on my mother face. She hesitated but suddenly said something that made me drop my fork. We were having a happy family dinner but soon she drop the drop in it.

Her hitting word were like this.

“Marry someone of my choice.”

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