#2 – Call me, I’m yours
My ears were still buzzing after the loud music of the concert. I wasn’t one to go to such an event but Natalie had pleaded me to go. The original plan was her, me, her brother, and her boyfriend. But the Bane family suddenly had an emergency that the siblings haven’t managed to come; leaving me with her flirt-of-a-boyfriend alone.
But—I was feeling too good to be irritated. At first, I really was reluctant to the point of even wanting to leave when Nat called me saying she and her brother can’t come. But Kairos convinced me to stay and I was glad I did. I hadn’t expected to like the music but I did. It flowed through me as if it was solely playing just for me.
Though, my mood dampened when we got out of the concert hall and found out it was raining heavily and it doesn’t look like it will stop anytime soon.
“Oh fuck,” I heard Kairos cursed as he stopped beside me. “We parked quite a distance. You okay with waiting it out?”
Without much choice, I nodded at his suggestion. I looked outside the glass wall—staring at the dark and foreboding sky. The rain pelted everything yet my surrounding was quiet. Either the wall of the place was soundproofed or my ears were just muted from the blasting speakers inside.
I could feel someone staring at me from my side and I ignored the feeling that came with it.
“Stop staring at me. I might melt,” I grumbled in irritation.
But Kairos only replied with a sinister smirk.
I took an involuntary step back. “What are you thinking, Gray?”
His smile became wide, reminding me of the Cheshire cat before he suddenly grabbed me by the wrist and pulled me outside the warmth of the place. A shocked scream left my throat as the rain suddenly pelted against me. He was pulling me towards the car but when we reached it, he positioned me to stand in front of the car and left me there.
“Hey, Gray,” I called, my voice shaking either from the cold or fear. “About all those I said, they were just jokes. No need to kill me for it,”
He laughed and god, do I want to hear it again and again.
He started the car and the headlights blinded me for a few seconds. My heart was hammering in my chest as I stood there in fear. But there was suddenly music coming from inside his car. He turned up the volume and I realized it was my favorite song.
He walked back towards me; still posed and handsome despite being so wet in the rain. “Don’t you want to dance in the rain?”
How the man knew what was the number 8 in my bucket list, I’d never know but when he offered me a hand—I found myself reaching for it against my better judgment. He beamed at me before he put my other hand on his shoulder and put his other hand on my waist. Then, with such ease, he started guiding me into a dance.
I didn’t want to admit it. I hate to admit it. But—everything felt all right dancing in the rain with him. Dancing with only the light from his car shining on us made it felt like we were all alone—like that small circle of light was our own, little world.
When the music ended, he didn’t let go of me. I just stared up at him and he stared back at me. We stilled to a stop but his hold became tighter. His eyes smoldering—enough that I don’t feel cold anymore. And at that moment, the thing I was afraid of happened.
I drowned—
With no chance of coming up for air in his deep, azure pools.
And at that moment as well, as my heart beating like a drum, I realized—I had indeed fallen in love with Kairos-freaking-Gray.
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