Know me better

I drove back to our apartment alone. I knew John would stay back with Adam since it was his birthday. I also didn't mind to inform them of my goodbye. My body and mind both were so exhausted by the thoughts of Ian. It's been only a few hours since I got engaged still I cheated on my fiancee, what cheap character have I evolved?

I still can't believe what I did with Ian. But why? I knew him barely and I did something intimate with him. I have known David for years, he has been nothing but a gentleman and the perfect boyfriend to me but I can't even kiss him properly on the day we got engaged.

With these thoughts, I reached my apartment and opened the door using code. Once I walked in I removed my shoes, and my mind injected his words 'It returned to its place' I wondered what he meant. I dusted the shoes, stuffed them into a box put them on the top shelf.

I strolled to the living room and plopped on the couch. After a while, I dragged my lazy self to my room, discarded the clothes went for a shower. Once the hot water sprayed on my pale skin, I sighed and let my tight muscles relax. I placed my hands on the tiles and rewind everything that happened this evening.

Suddenly, the kiss I shared with Ian bloomed into my mind to haunt me. I touched my lips gently and closed my eyes to feel the lingering addictive taste of his gentle lips. After a good thirty minutes, I walked out and wore black a tank top and PJ shorts nothing underneath.

I can't sleep today as well, I have insomnia. I never slept a single night peacefully since I woke up from the coma, either I can't sleep or I have nightmares. So I decided to take some tequila shorts as usual. I got the bottle, glass, and lemon with salt and sat on my favorite bean bag.

I poured myself a shot and gulped it in one go. After three shorts I decided to do some research on Ian so I grabbed my laptop and typed Ian Alexis. Many photos and articles popped up. I got to know that he is so famous actor, singer, idol, model, and also a businessman. Age 29

Ian auditioned for Bright Entertainment Company as a singer at the age of thirteen. He got selected on the spot. After two years of training, he debuted at the age of fifteen. His first song sold out at the speed of light. Soon reached the level where no one could touch it like a billboard.

Side by side he completed his bachelor's degree in business major. At the age of twenty, he got a offer to pursue his acting career. His acting talent amazed many experienced stars all around the world. He received many awards and offers. He continued both acting and singing.

Many awards and records fell on his lap. After finishing his master's degree he decided to start a company in fashion line named "Floral". One after one he made it a global brand. Then decided to act in a gay role and it became controversial and got much support from the LGBQ community and people from all around the world. Later he.

My research got cut when heard my doorbell. It's already late I wonder who can be at this time. I made my way to the door and opened it without a second thought. My eyes widened like it gonna pop out of my sockets. My jaws dropped to the floor. It's him again Ian.

He was just wearing a plain grey tee with back ripped jeans. His hair is a little messy now but it didn't do any damage to his handsome face. I was so confused to see him in front of my apartment. If I hadn't googled him minutes ago then I would definitely thought he was a stalker.

Even though he is not a stalker, I guess. I have many questions running through my mind so without further ado I voiced with a frown, "What are you? Wait! How do you know I live here? Who?". Ian chuckled and asked, "If you going to interrogate me like this, shall we take this inside so I can answer your questions one by one".

I moved aside for him to get in. He removed his boots and walked ahead. I followed him, and when we reached the living room I spoke, "Make yourself home. I will be back". With that, I strolled to the kitchen and got some water for him.

He had got it took a sip and placed the glass on the coffee table near my tequila glass. He let out a soft sigh and asked "Need company?" I curved my lips up slightly and sat on the bean bag while he was sitting on the couch.

I massaged my templates and asked, "What do you want Ian?". He closed his eyes for a few seconds, then opened them with a sigh and said "Let's take a few shorts I will tell you later. " I didn't think much so I strolled to the open bar which was on the left side of the living room and got another glass.

Once I returned I poured shorts for both of us. we made cheers and he finished it in one gulp. I sipped a little and placed the glass down. Again poured some for him. He goes in with a single sip.

After a few more shorts he looks a little tipsy. Again I asked the same question. He took a deep breath and spoke "Stefana I am sorry. I kissed you without your concern." I hummed and continued " It's not only your fault Ian. I too carried away. So It's, not a problem. And It's ok".

After a minute's silence, he voiced, "Can I ask you something?" I nodded my head so he continued, "Do you love that guy?" I was caught off guard by his sudden question but I pulled myself composed and answered, "I don't know why am I answering. I know you just a day but I feel like I want to speak about what I truly have in my heart at least to one human in this world."

Ian smiled warmly and said, "I am honored it's me and I am all ears. You know I am a good listener and of course, I gonna fly back tomorrow. So you can tell me anything you feel".

After Hearing the news he gonna fly back my heart was aching for an unknown reason but I decided to brush off the thoughts away and continued "Actually, I don't know who I am." I explained about my accident, how I met David, and how he helped me. He listened to all the words I told him carefully without any interruption.

I continued "I don't know why I chose to come here with David. One thing is sure I felt scared of my past. So many insecurities like who am I with? What if they don't need me anymore with my scary face? What if they moved on? I didn't even remember my original face. And I am scared of rejection. What if my parents or siblings, or my colleagues, or even my boyfriend doesn't want a scary monster like me? So, I stayed here."

With my long story, Ian voiced with a blank expression. "Now you got this face then why don't you try to get to know your past?" I smiled bitterly and continued "Don't you think that's unfair to the people especially David who helped to go through the process of my miserable moments?"

Ian sighed and asked "Then what about you? Don't you think this is unfair to YOU?" I smiled and said, "Ian as you said it may be unfair for me but it's fair for the people who helped me. I want to be grateful for them, particularly to David".

Ian stood on his feet walked closer, knelt before me, and hugged me gently. I let him do it and sat there with a wild beating heart. He pulled back after a minute and sat on the floor next to my legs, he grabbed and hugged it tightly like a puppy.

I didn't feel this was weird. It felt familiar so I let him be. I slid myself, comfortably into the bean bag, and sighed. He made circles in my knee and asked "Why don't you go for a psychiatrist to gain your memories back?"

I sighed, placed my face into a fluffy cushion, and spoke, "First, I don't want to. Second, my psychiatrist told me, that if I gain my old memories then I have a heavy chance of forgetting the memories that happened after I woke up from a coma. If I try hard to remember or anything triggers me to get back my memories forcefully then there's also a chance that I will have an internal blood leakage in my brain nerve stem. It will cause brain dysfunction or worse brain death".

After hearing my words suddenly Ian pulled my legs, I yelped and slid onto his lap, and he hugged me tightly as if I would disappear any moment. My small frame was fully engulfed in his gigantic warm embrace, I buried my face into his hard chest and inhaled his addictive scent. I felt safe and secure.

After a while, I heard a muffled sob. I wiggled out of his grip and saw his eyes pooled with unshedded tears. I don't know why he is about to cry but my heart is aching like hell. I cupped his face and wiped the single tear shed out of his galaxy eyes with my thumb.

I stared at his beautiful glossy eyes which were screaming different emotions. I don't know what got into me. I lean in and capture his slender pink lips. I nibbled his upper lip, he did with my lower lip. I gripped his soft jet-black hair when I felt a knot in my stomach. We moved our lips in sync. It perfectly fitted like a missed puzzle.

In a few seconds I shoved my tongue into his sinful lips, he sucked my tongue like his favorite candy. In a while, he used his free hand to massage my left breast sensually to make my nipples hard. He continued with little more pressure, by dropping wet kisses on my neck. I moaned with the new sensation he gave me.

I closed my eyes with the pleasure he gave me. In a second the nightmare of my accident came to my mind. I screamed in my mind NOT NOW. My head began to pain like someone stabbing needles. I screamed in pain gripping Ian's shoulder tightly. When I try to open my eyes everything is black.