Alexia's POV. My phone has been going off since morning, I didn't even need to check it to see that it was Liam. I completely shut him out after what happened two days ago. Frankly, I had no reason to fight him. I was too caught up in my feelings that I didn't stop to think. I needed an outlet and he was there, so I directed my aggression at him. I have been screening his calls though and ignoring his text. I might have nothing against him but he went too far with what he said to Natalia.It took forever to get Natalia to calm down and stop crying. I asked her to take a shower and called Lara for help. I have never had a close female friend so I wasn't sure about what to do when a girl was going through a heartbreak. I managed to get her to dress up and we went to Lara's salon together. We got our hair made and we painted each other nails. Let me tell you, I wasn't any good at nail painting. I didn't even realize I needed the day out until I was out. Apart from the fact that I was s
Alexia's POV. "Hurry up, Lara. You are keeping the driver waiting." I yelled hoping she would be able to hear my voice. I doubted if she would do. I have gotten lost like three times in his big mansion of hers and to think she lives alone. She walked out of the door swaying her hips in ways that should be illegal. How can she even walk like that with heels that are so high? "I am right here. Now get in the car and let's get this show on the road." She said before sitting in the passenger seat leaving the space beside Natalia for me. I took my seat and we set off immediately I closed the door. "Take a selfie and send it to Nathaniel. You look so hot right now." Lara said. Honestly, we all looked hot. Natalia's makeup was extra but pretty at the same time. Lara did something that made her look five years older. If I didn't know her before I wouldn't be able to guess that she was sixteen or fifteen as her brother would say. She was putting on a fitted black leather skirt that barely
Nathaniel's POV. Alexia would be the death of me. A good kind of death. The picture she sent gave me an excuse to bring up the night we spent together in my bed, not like I have been able to forget it. I couldn't forget it even if I tried. I honestly didn't realize when I started touching her. I thought I was having a wet dream cause I have been having them frequently since the incident that happened in her living room that morning. Imagine my shock when I woke up and realized that I wasn't dreaming, that it was actually happening, that she was really allowing me to touch her and please her. It took everything in me to try and stop and when she said I shouldn't stop...the last rope of restraint I had snapped. The Lord knows I would have taken her right then and there but I couldn't bring myself to go all the way. If and that is a very big if, if we ever have sex then I want it to be because she wants to have sex with me and not because she is thinking about her blind-ass best frien
Alexia's POV. "Look what the cat dragged in," Natalia announced when I entered the living room where she and Lara were busy watching a movie like nothing happened last night. I woke up with a pounding headache, pounding was even putting it mildly. It felt like my head was about to burst and God, I wanted to run to the bathroom so badly and puke my guts out but I hate the sight of vomit, even if it is mine. "I don't feel too good," I said and looked up to meet their eyes but I lowered them immediately. "How is it so bright in here?" Natalia chuckled. "I made you hangover soup. It's over there in the kitchen and there is Advil for your headache and for your eyes..." she turned to Lara. "Do you by any chance have a pair of sunglasses that she can wear?" "I happen to have one tight here," Lara said before opening a drawer that was attached to her center table. She held up two different sunglasses. "Which one?" "Are you asking me to choose right now?" I asked her. She shrugged and
Alexia's POV."Will you stop pacing and get on with it. You are making my eyes dizzy trying to keep up with you." Lara said. My fingers were still hovering over Nathaniel's contact. I was still debating if I should call him or not. I could just call him and get it over with right? But the problem here is I wasn't sure what I was getting over with. I couldn't even remember half the shit I said to him last night. "I shouldn't call him. He is probably sleeping right now. It is twelve hours difference remember?" I tried to put it off. Natalia scoffed. She wasn't the least bit bothered. She said that she doesn't understand what I was being paranoid about. Her words were; "I really don't see why you are being paranoid. I mean he is your boyfriend after all." He isn't my boyfriend though, pretend boyfriend? Yeah but an actual boyfriend? Nah. "Okay, that is it. I am going to call him for you if you aren't." Lara said and snatched the phone from my hand before I could react. She held the p
Alexia's POV.We left Lara's big as fuck mansion yesterday and went back to my apartment or rather Nathaniel's apartment. Natalia suggested we stayed over at her brother's apartment and I didn't argue. I mean you wouldn't argue if you were me. Bigger television, bigger kitchen, and what's the more...bigger bed so yeah, we were over at her brother's apartment. Natalia was busy on her phone as usual and I was busy staring at my laptop trying to continue from where I left off but I haven't been able to put anything down since. "You have been staring at your laptop for a while now. Is everything okay?" Natalia asked. I didn't think she noticed me because she hasn't moved her eyes away from her phone. "Everything is not okay," I answered simply. There was no point in trying to hide the fact that I was suffering from a serious case of writer's block. She placed her phone on her lap. "You want to talk about it?" She asked. "Is this still about your drunken mistake?" "What? No." I someh
Alexia's POV. "I don't know mum. I don't think I will be able to make it tonight. I have a friend over and can't just leave her alone here." I told my mum. My phone was on speakerphone while I was busy typing away on my laptop. I have been on a roll ever since the advice I got from Nat. I wasn't sure I was going to publish this one but it felt good to write it and the excitement was back. I get excited whenever I think of writing. "You can always come with her. I haven't seen you since you moved out, Alexia and you don't even call." She complained. I was guilty of charges. What kind of a child will it make me if I said it just always skips my mind? "You don't call me either, mum," I said. "That is because you don't call and I was scared to call you." She said. I stopped typing at that and I think I saw Nat raise her eyebrows too. "Scared to call me?" "Maybe scared is not the word. Skeptical? I just wasn't sure if you would pick up if I call." She said. "Mum!" I exclaimed. "H
Alexia's POV. "You didn't tell me Liam was going to be here," I exclaimed trying to keep my voice as low as possible. She looked at me like I was on something. "When have we ever had dinner together without Liam?" Okay, she has a point there. I should have known Liam was going to be here but I think my brain short-circuited cause I haven't even thought about him much and he hasn't tried to reach out either.You have been screening his calls, Alexia. Maybe I have been screening his call but he could have visited...come over to my apartment to apologize or something. How do you know he didn't come over? You have been at Lara's for the past few days. I get it. My subconsciousness was in support of Liam. I honestly have no problem with him being here but Nat, I don't think she would want to stay. "What happened? He told me you guys had a fight and he hasn't been able to reach you. That has never happened before. The two of you have never gone days without talking to each other." Sh
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Alexia's POV. Three months later..."Is it done?" I asked Lara. I have lost count of the number of times I have asked her that question today. I was just nervous and excited and very eager to tell Nathaniel about the surprise. I am pregnant. Two months pregnant now. We haven't talked about kids but I am sure he wants one. Besides, we have not been careful at all so I know for sure that he will be excited to know that I am pregnant. It was supposed to be a simple dinner date with Nathaniel and I didn't plan on applying much makeup or even dressing up much but Lara showed up at our apartment— yes, I finally moved into Nathaniel's apartment, it was long overdue if you asked me— and had other ideas. She came with two different dresses, all brand new, and a new pair of heels and she insisted on doing my hair and makeup. We have been at it for hours now. "All you need to do is ask me that question one more and I will knock your head so hard that you won't be able to go for that date anym
Nathaniel's POV.My memories came back to me like I was in a cinema. It was like hitting the play button on a movie that was placed on pause before. I could relate to every single page I turned and everything came back to me. The first time we met. When she knocked on my door and I turned away thinking she was a cookie seller. When I went back to her apartment to ask for more cookies. When she told me about her unrequited love for her best friend, Liam, and when I offered to be her pretend boyfriend to help her gain Liam's attention. I remember every single thing. Everything that happened with Cynthia when we were still young. I remember hating her beyond belief and that had me wondering why on earth I thought she was still my girlfriend? How could I forget about everything she did and remember her as my girlfriend and forget my real girlfriend in the process?I wanted to go to Alexia right away but I held myself back because I was scared and unsure of what to tell her. How will even
Alexia's POV. "I told you it was hopeless. He obviously doesn't remember." I said throwing my hands up. Lara was with me in my apartment. Keeping me company so I won't lose my mind, according to Natalia. "You have to calm down. It is not even nighttime yet." Lara said. "He might not have opened the package or even read the book. I am sure he will remember when he reads it." Natalia said from the phone. We were on FaceTime. I have been calm the entire day, not entirely calm but I haven't been bouncing my legs so that is something. "I told his assistant to make sure that he opens the package himself," I told them. "And he will do just that. Do you want me to call him and try to see if he opened it yet?" Natalia asked. I shook my head. "No, don't do that," I said. "So you need to calm down. Watch a movie or something. Maybe eat cookies, do you have any at home?" She asked and I shook my head. I went through hell trying to edit and complete that book in just two days. Brenda was o
Nathaniel's POV. Out of sight, out of mind. Like hell. It has been two days and I swear I still see her everywhere. Her smell follows me everywhere I go and I keep thinking about that kiss. Her taste taunts me every time I try to go to bed. I knew I made a mistake the moment I lashed out at Alexia. I knew I shouldn't have said all those things I said to her like that. I was so confused and disorientated and I didn't know what to think so I lashed out and she was the only one there to face my wrath. I shouldn't have kissed her, I know that but I don't regret doing it anyway. That was by far the best kiss of my entire life and I went ahead and messed it up by lashing out and saying those hurtful things to her. I can never forget the look on her face when I literally asked her to leave.She stayed true to her word and left the mansion before dawn could break properly. I heard her shuffling around in her room and I even watched her leave. I wanted to run to her and apologize for what I
Alexia's POV."I am so sorry, Alex." Lara apologized for what seemed like the hundredth time today. "One more time. Just say that word one more time and I will throw you out of this house myself and I mean it, Lara." I said. She has been apologizing nonstop for leaving me alone at the club last night. She said she saw me dancing with the guy on the dance floor and I looked like I was having fun so she didn't bother to interrupt me but then I was no longer there the next time she looked and by the time she went to the restroom to look for me I was already gone. Noah later received a text from Nathaniel who explained what happened to them. She chuckled. "When will you be going back to the mansion? I can drop you off on my way home." She said. "I won't be going back." I moved out of Nathaniel's house very early this morning. I started packing up immediately I left him by the pool. There wasn't much to pack so it didn't take much time and I was done before I knew it. I wasn't sure if
Alexia’s POV. The relief on seeing Nathaniel was instant. His eyes met mine for a brief second before he took in the guy that still had me pinned against the bathroom wall. He grabbed him by his shirt and threw him off me. My legs turned to jelly the moment the guy was off me and I ended up slipping against the wall my breast still exposed. Nathaniel made quick work of removing his shirt and helped me to put it on. The shirt was really big on me and it covered up my now ruined two-piece easily. “Are you okay?” He asked cupping my face and all I could do was nod. “What the hell man?” The guy from the dance floor said when he regained his footing. “What did you think you were doing?” Nathaniel asked him facing him. His body was wound tight and I could see smoke coming out of his head, literally. “We were going to have fun not that I need to tell you that.” The guy said with a disgusting smirk and I felt myself shudder in disgust. “She didn’t want you to touch her. I heard her scr
Alexia's POV. It has been one week. A week since the kitchen scene. A week since Nathaniel left me sitting in the kitchen making me wonder what the fuck I did or said wrong. Everything was going alright. I couldn't sleep and I left my room to check if there was something I could munch on but I ended up spilling what was left of the cereal when Nathaniel entered the kitchen suddenly. Then he made noodles and was helping me separate the yolk from the white part and I asked him how he remembered that. He was going to tell me. He started talking and then he shut up all of sudden and left the kitchen like his dick was on fire. He has been avoiding me since that day. He doesn't stay in the same room as me even if everyone is there, he always finds an excuse to leave, it also helps that he has started going to work again. Anytime I try to talk to him he pretends as if he didn't hear me or even see me. He doesn't even spare me a glance at all and at this rate, I was willing to take his scow
Nathaniel's POV. I was jealous. I hate to admit it but I was jealous of her faceless boyfriend called Liam— even his name sounds lame. I have no right whatsoever to be jealous of him and I know that, I know it too well but I couldn't help the jealousy I felt when she was talking to him over the phone. The conversation started out stiff at first but they eased into the conversation real fast and she had this bright smile on her face, her eyes were even twinkling and the fact that this Liam guy was the one that put that look there didn't sit well with me. I know I should not be feeling like this about another woman when I have a girlfriend of my own but Alexia just...she confuses me and there is the fact that I keep getting flashes of memories that involves her. The whole thing is messing with my head and emotions and I was starting to feel guilty towards Cynthia. That was why I switched up on Alex earlier in the restaurant—guilt. I felt guilty that I was enjoying another woman's comp