Seven: Uh-oh

We were both silent. 

Wait, a few minutes ago, I had been putting my robe on. So, what if he had come out of the bathroom at that time? What if he had seen me naked? In the first place, what was he doing in my room?!

Scanning him, I gulped. He was looking so, so hot. A white towel was wrapped around his waist, another around his neck. His dark, brown hair was wet, slipping past his eyebrows. There were his arms, not overly built like one of those bouncers or boxers' arms, yet built enough for any girl to like. Any girl who wasn't me. 

"Y-You?" He cut the silence creeping around us. Okay. This was it. I wasn't ever going to think about people's stutter. That had to end

Woah! This man was in my room, looking hot!

Contemplating, also trying to be the crazy person I always was, I tried to frown again, then took a step close to him. "Hey, what're you doing in here?" I demanded. 

"I should be asking you that." He raised his eyebrow at me, kept his hands on his waist, and bended his neck a little, to catch my height. He was as tall as Aaron, so I guessed he should be about 6"3 feets. 

I scoffed, and wrapped my arms around my chest. "See, cause I needed to work with you, doesn't mean I'll do anything to achieve that. There's no doubt you've come in here to taste my body. Dude, go to your harlots!"

"Excuse me?" He took a step close, scrunched his nose as if he was irritated. "Do you know who you're speaking with? I'm Seth, the man with so many principles. And, for your info, you're not even close to being my type." 

"Whatever. Just get out of my room." That had kind of had an effect on me, but I would just ignore his words. 

He squirmed his neck sideways, sighed hard, and turned back to me. "Lady, this is my room. Don't make me get angry with you. I'm not in a good mood tonight."

"I have the room card, so stop saying nonsense. This is the room I took for the night," I complained. 

He walked to the bed, took a skin lotion from the side table, sat on the bed, and began applying the lotion to the skin of his face. What? He was sitting? He wasn't ready to leave? This guy would make me commit murder. 

"Once you're ready, leave," he sputtered, glaring a bit. 

I gaped. "Are you serious? Do you want me to call the police? This is a harrassment! How can you be in a woman's room?"

"You're in my room, Lella," he retorted. 

"It's Louella." I frowned even more. Noticing he wasn't ready to leave, and in fact, was attempting to unwrap his towel, I gasped. "Hey, stop! Are you trying to send me out of the room by doing that? What's wrong with you, disgusting dick?"

He glared up at me. "You're still adamant? Fine, we would stay here together."

"Stop this nonsense! It seems like you don't know who I am. I'm not like the morons who fall for you, so I won't think twice before breaking your bones."

He hissed. Ignoring my words, he stood up. As if he hadn't even thought twice, he just began unwrapping his towel. Helpless, I gasped for maybe the third time, and twirled around so I wouldn't have to see the whatever ugly thing under that towel. 

I shut my eyes tight, really irritated. I had thought this man had a brain, but clearly, he didn't. But wait, what would I do? I was in a robe, he was naked. What if he thought I had come to seduce him or something? Okay, fine, I would just have to be a psycho at this moment. Well, I was ever a psycho. 

Like crazy, I wanted to turn around, but then, I was wondering if he already had his clothes on. I was getting so furious, yet nervous. Another thing that made me weak were men. As a young girl, during the times I used to do weird jobs, I had almost been assaulted twice. All thanks to Aaron who had saved me. That was one of the reasons I would never forget him. 

When I felt Seth coming close, sweat seeped on my forehead, although the air conditioner was turned on. I was blinking crazily, swallowing the pounds that formed in my throat. Was he truly going to do something? No, not with me! I would really murder him. 

"You don't wanna leave, right?" His voice sounded raspy, dangerous, pretty flirtatious. He wasn't stepping close anymore, but I could tell he was already behind me. What if he was standing there naked? 

Alarmed, I scanned my eyes left and right, seeking for something I would use to hit his head. And, that was when I saw the emergency button which was on the wall. Good for me, since my men weren't in the corridor, at least, I would be able to call for help using that button. 

Contemplating, I turned around to look at him. My eyes almost went down there, but I refrained them from doing that. I only stared at his face, glared on seeing that threatening sneer. 

"So…" He moved close, and I moved backwards.

Woah, woah, I wasn't one of those dumb girls who would move backwards, and then say, “Ah, no, I hit my back against the wall. He's pinning me to the wall!” Absolutely crazy. I was only moving backwards because I wanted to press the emergency button without him noticing it. If he got to see me doing it, he would probably run away, and maybe not get arrested although he was trying to force himself on me. 

"So, what?" I smirked as well. I just had to pretend like I was fine with this madness. 

"So, you're ready? You still don't wanna leave here?" I knew he was purposely confusing. I didn't even know whether or not he was planning to force himself on me. Was he trying to get me out of this room by threatening to sleep with me? No, no, I wouldn't leave here. He'd be the one to leave. I wasn't a coward. 

Slowly, I crawled my fingers to the wall, pressed the button which was behind me. 

"Seth Lee, don't come any closer," I warned. I warned him because this closeness seemed a bit frustrating. I didn't want my traumatic experiences to ramble back into my head. 

"You won't leave." His hands pinned me to the wall. 

I smirked. "Taste my fist."

"Huh?" He furrowed his brows at me. Uniformed, I threw a punch against his tummy. 

He groaned a little, and stepped backwards. When he did so, I didn't resist attacking him. I couldn't believe I was doing this, but well, I was. I climbed on the bed, stood on it, and began throwing pillows at him. 

"Get out of here, idiot! I hate you so much already. Don't make me murder you!" I cried. 

"Stop throwing that at me." He tried using his arms to protect his face, but I guessed I was attacking too fast. "Are you crazy?! Do you want to get arrested?"

"Just get out!" I continued my weirdness. 

Due to my attack, he was turning around the bed, also, I continued to throw pillows at him. Soon, he was only a few steps away from the bed, moving close so he would stop me from throwing things at him. Of course, I wasn't just throwing pillows. I had thrown all the pillows, so I moved to scattering the room. I just had to go rid of him at all costs.

"Stop now!" He barked, almost reaching me. 

"Come on, try to stop me."

I had said that, but hadn't expected it to reflect. But, well, it reflected. He moved close, grabbed my wrist. Sensing I was a bit hard to handle, he climbed on the bed as well, trying to stop me.

"Leave. Me. Alone!" I struggled so much, breathing hard, getting too angry. 

As a result of the force I was using to try to get my wrist off his grip, my legs accidentally stumbled over one of the pillows on the bed. I gasped, almost fell, but he grabbed me. Though he had tried to prevent me from falling, my unstableness caused me to stumble over something again, and eventually, I fell to the bed. 

I didn't just fall, he also did. And, like one of those weird movies, he was on top of me. A boy was on top of me. Like damn, I had never been this close to a man. As far as I knew, whenever this had to happen in movies, the dude and lady always kissed. So, was I to kiss him? Gross!

He widened his eyes, and I did the same. Just when I wanted to stand up, the door of the room jerked open, which made us flinch. Snapping my neck in the direction of the door, my heart jumped to my throat when I saw Leo, Neo, Rachel, Aaron, and even Erin! 

How did they all get here? Until today, I hadn't seen Aaron in months. Until now, I hadn't seen Erin in days. This one time I had to see them, Seth was on top of me.

To aggravate this circumstance, a bunch of unknown people started rushing into the room. I didn't know who they were. But, since about two to three years ago, I had been seeing these people almost everyday. 

Oh my Lord, they were journalists! I knew I shouldn't have patronized this hotel. 

What would happen to my reputation now? Louella Warren and Seth Lee in a hotel room? Staying in bed together?

For some very stupid reason that was unknown to me, Seth pulled my waist, tugged me close to him. He did it so fast that I couldn't even struggle to pull myself off his grip. Quite alarmed, I turned to him with broadened eyes. 

"Sh…" He whispered, frowning a little, seeming equally tense. "Let's flow with this. It's for our own good."

"H-huh?" I stuttered, blinking like a maniac. 

Before my brain could take time to understand the commotion racing around us, and to understand the words he had just spat out, I felt something on my lips. Something was tugging my lips!

No, no. This couldn't be happening. Gosh, he was kissing me! I was doomed. He had finally ruined my reputation. 

Uh-oh.

Lord, help me!

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