ArianaI don't think I can take this anymore. I am starting to feel sickly because of all the alcohol. My body is not used to the liquor but I had made up my mind to get loose tonight and have fun with my friends. Today was our last day of college and we are celebrating but I feel more regretful than excited. Even the Adonis I was stealing glances at decided to leave. What am I doing here? Heather and Julie have already disappeared into thin air. The last time I saw Julie, she was dancing wildly with a blonde hunk. Heather was having shots with a tattooed guy wearing a white t-shirt. Liza and her boyfriend, Mark have already got themselves a room in this hotel and they are probably already in some heavy romance.Here I am, all alone. I feel like an uninvited guest who sneaked into a party of unknown people. I feel sleepy, yet drunk. I can't drive myself home. I came with Liza in Mark's car and now I can't even find them. I don't even think my interference would be welcomed. I am fee
LiamI watch as her pupils dilate and her cheeks flush with embarrassment and then she quickly bends to pick up her black high heels from the floor in front of me. She then holds them in one hand and looks me in the eyes. She bites her lip nervously and I am at a loss of words.When I saw her back in the bar, I was avoiding her, not because she is not pleasant to the eyes but because she makes me feel guilty about the thoughts I get when I see her. She looks so young and delicate, especially the way she is looking at me with those sexy glassy eyes. There is no doubt she is drunk judging by the way she has lost her composure and the clumsy way she is shifting on her feet. Why is she at my door?"Are you lost?" I ask the most obvious question because there is no way she could have followed me up here."Yes! I mean of course. Sorry I know I might sound stupid but I am looking for my friend and I don't know where to begin," she responds with a nervous laugh. She is looking for someone in
ArianaI stretch and turn lazily as sun rays penetrate through the window heating my face. The sun doesn't shine through my window in the morning. It does only in the evening when it is setting. It's weird how some mornings like this make an exception. Or maybe it is already evening! I immediately shut my eyes open and look around my surroundings. This is not my room! Where am I?I try to sit up but the bed is awfully cozy. I would grab a few more minutes of sleep if I knew where I was. My head is still spinning only that the sleep has done some magic on the headache. I feel like a total mess. I got drunk last night and the liquor... the handsome face with dazzling eyes... the getting lost in the hotel corridors... ending up here?All the events of last night begin to add up in my mind and now everything is clear. He let me stay in for the night. The girl's abandoned me for the part night even after knowing the fact that I didn't have a way of getting back to my apartment. I get up
Liam I pull out a chair for her and she sits. I open the dishes and put a plate in front of her. She watches me with a meticulous gaze as I prepare the table."How did you know my name?" she asks me out of the blue."I have my ways," I respond while pulling out a chair for myself."Does it bother you that I know your name?" I ask her."No, not really. I am just surprised," she says and then goes silent. I want her to talk more. The mere thought of her leaving very soon is making me feel uneasy. I don't know why this but I have never felt this, ever! It's a first!"Would you care to explain to me what happened last night? I would like to know how all of this happened," I tell her. She takes in a deep breath and then looks me in the eyes. "I know it may sound really stupid but that was my reality. It was an eye-opener for me. Actually, it was my first time going on a while night out ever since college," she begins her narration. So she is still in college? What a blow-up! I remain q
ArianaI can't believe it is Friday again. I have an afternoon shift at Taste's Home today and I still have one hour to waste. I slump against my couch and stare at my TV screen. I feel so damn bored. Perhaps I should go ahead and ask the manager to let me work full-time at the restaurant.Whenever I am alone like this for some time, my thoughts always run to that man that kept me in his hotel suite when I was insanely drunk after the last day of college. His handsome face has been dominating my dreams ever since that day I drove off in his car from the hotel. His sexy captivating smile always seems to get grinning when I remember him. I know I sound paranoid because of my silly thoughts. That was just a mere chance that I got to meet him and he helped me out when I was in my most helpless state. I don't even think I will ever get a chance to meet him again. Hell! This is a Billionaire we are talking about and the chances of ever seeing him again.How stupid does he think I am? Proba
LiamI adjust my tie and lean against my jacket which I have placed on the chair I am sitting on. I look around the building and all I see is simplicity. I followed the address on the document which Hector did his research on Ariana. So she works here: Taste's Home. The name of the Restaurant doesn't give out a lotAfter a long week of work, I have decided to come over here and see Aria again. She has been on my mind all week. I wonder if she got herself in some more trouble during this time. What happened last time must have been a glitch in her system because she looks to be more responsible than that. She has herself a job and she told me she wanted to find herself a full-time job after graduation. This tells me that she is a very determined girl who has a lot of plans for her future. She walks to my table with determined confidence. I saw her disappear into thin air when I entered this restaurant. That was a funny move, I found myself grinning like a fool. Doesn't she want to see
ArianaAfter stuffing my stomach with overly expensive food, I wipe my lips with a napkin and sip on the wine that Liam ordered. He ordered wine dispite the fact that he had said liquor was not going to be involved tonight. I bet he did so only because he trusted me not to drink beyond my lips. I have no intentions of getting myself drink anyway. I prefer to stay sane and conscious of my actions while in this fancy place. I breath out in satisfaction. The food was good and the entire service is excellent. Way better than Taste's Home, but there is no way the two are comparable. A waiter comes and starts clearing the table. He offers to refill my glass, which I immediately turn down. Liam watches me with an intense gaze as the waiter refills his glass. His lips curve into something like a smirk. He finds this amusing? When the waiter leaves the table, Liam leans forward and places his glass back on the table."How was the food?" he asks me."Great. I loved it," I respond sincerely."
LiamI am back from hitting the gym. I feel alive and energized but I don't want to do any more work. I want to enjoy my weekend and the top thing on my list is to do that with Miss Manroe. For some reason, I want to spoil her. She was different from my usual dalliances, but I can't for the life of me explain why.Maybe it is because she is a blonde, which wasn't usually my type. Or maybe it was because her voice is so weirdly soothing. Or maybe it is because her floral perfume is dizzying in the most delightful sense of the word. I really honestly just can't tell.I enjoyed her company last night only that she is a very preserved individual and I respect her for that. Maybe I can arrange something and ask her out. I could have preferred to surprise her but I promised to let her know next time I want to take her out.I through the duffle bag with my gym clothes and grab my phone. I managed to get her phone number. I know there will be a lot of questions if I talked to her when she nev