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Chapter 5

Author: Nee_mo2
last update Last Updated: 2021-02-22 11:46:06

"A fan of Gauthier?" I heard a rough, husky toned voice that sounded like a man- a real man, break through my little bubble, and I turned to my side to see the man who has been staring at me. 

"Huh?" I asked him as I craned my neck back to look up at him. 

He looked...deadly. His features looked pronounced, even the wrinkles on his face looked like they were put there purposely to make him look more handsome. Now that he was this close to me, I couldn't help but check him out. 

He is the hottest man I've ever seen with my own two eyes right in front of me. 

He had dark brown intense eyes with a smouldering gaze and his eyebrows were shaped in a way that made his eyes seem menacing and his face serious. His nose was perfectly straight and at just the right angle, as though he’d never suffered any injury from fights that men or boys, get into. His lips were a little plump, but still a bit thin. They were a light pink colour and framed by a stubble that was shaped to perfection. His dark brown hair sat atop his head in order and in a style that showed  that he was a professional man. 

"I asked you if you're a fan of Gauthier," he repeated, his eyes not looking at me but at the painting. 

"Oh," I said softly as I looked at the painting and then at him before I looked back to the painting, "I don't know," I just said, "I feel like he's underappreciated." 

"Underappreciated? He painted a jellyfish," he said straight forward like there was nothing amazing about it and I guess to him there wasn't. 

"He's legendary," I laughed as I shook my head, "he painted a jellyfish and it made its way to the Wynverston Arts and Creativity Museum. A jellyfish made it right here to this wall," I smiled, "only a legend can do that." 

I looked at the painting, the colours and the water surrounding the jellyfish and I tilted my head to see it better. "I really wish I could touch it," I said softly.

"Then touch it," was all he said and I turned my head to look at him liked he'd lost his mind. 

"Touch such a historic piece of art," I said to him, appalled at his nerve. 

"Not very historic," he replied, his English accent so thick, I barely could understand him. 

His eyes were looking at that painting even more, "matter of fact, I was thinking of getting rid of it. And making space for better art," he continued, "I didn't build my museum to hold up such cheap art," he said bluntly and my eyes widened even more. 

"Built?" I asked him, softly. 

He didn't answer me and I took a step back as he turned around and then strode away. I looked after him. 

Now that's how a man's supposed to walk.

~~~

I was laughing out loud- snorting and unable to catch my breath, "oh, my god, Lyndsay!" I could barely breathe after Lyndsay, one of the girl's in my class told us an embarrassing story of how her boyfriend's dog bit her in the ass. 

The entire room was laughing boisterously, especially after she stood up and demonstrated to us how she had been screaming and fighting with the chihuahua to leave her alone. 

"I'm telling you guys," she began as she also calmed down from her giggled, "I couldn't face Darryl for an entire 6 months, him and that demon dog." 

"Stop, I can't breathe!" Half of the room yelled as we tried to calm down. 

I wiped the tears from my eyes as I looked at Sihle, and her face was red from laughing so much as she also tried to calm down. "Lyndsay and her stories, oh my god," Sihle giggled as she rolled her eyes and then nudged me with her elbow when I rested my head on her pillow, "what are you doing? This is my side of the bed." 

I simply grinned and batted my eyes and she raised an eyebrow, unaffected by my little "puppy" face as she scoffed and rolled her eyes. 

She and I were sharing a bed, much like most of the girls in this room and the other rooms. It was too expensive to book more hotel rooms, and honestly I didn't mind sharing with Sihle. 

"Please don't fart," she warned me as she started to smirk and I blushed remembering myself accidently letting go at her flat when she had invited me for a sleepover. 

"It was a mistake," I defended and she just laughed even harder. 

"A long ass mistake," she laughed loudly and threw her head back and I couldn't help but laugh with her. 

"You know you love me," I said to her instead as I tried to get her to stop laughing. 

"Yeah, apparently love you enough to not mind you farting. I mean...we had just gotten to bed, literally we had just got into the bed and I told you don't fart and you farted." 

"Oh my god, it was an honest mistake!" 

"Tell that to your anus," she laughed even harder, even snorting. 

"Girls, let's not forget, we leave tomorrow at 8 o'clock! So get to bed early because classes will commence the following day when we land!" We heard one of the girls shout and I rolled my eyes but snuggled into bed and took out my phone quickly texting my mother about today. 

Mama: everything looks very wonderful. 

I'm glad you had a good time.

Did you brush your teeth? 

Don't talk to strangers

Make sure you wear make-up, you might find yourself an English husband. 

I need to make lunch, but I don't want to eat something I made.

Me: everything went fine. Will tell you all about it when I come home. We're leaving at 8 tomorrow, so see you when I land. Love you

Mum: luv you too, night

"Goodnight Sihle," I mumbled as I switched off my phone and turned my face to look at her to find that her eyes were already closed and she was snoring. 

How does she fall asleep so fast? I'm jealous. I have at least another hour and that's if my brain doesn't randomly bring up something I did when I was five years old. 

Strangely enough my brain didn't bring up any strange memories of mine, but instead brought up the gentleman that I'd met today, the gentleman who owned Wynverston Arts and Creativity Museum- the gentleman who seemed maybe a little too gentleman...

~~~

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