I woke up on my bed, it took two minutes to get my brain working properly . When I remembered the real life drama that happened moments ago, I started to panic . What did she mean by prepare?, what should I prepare for? and why did Mr . Gorgeous proclaim his love for me?, will he expect me to love him back?, or was it a ploy to get me back? . I sighed heavily and tapped around for my phone, as it was already really dark .

My hand landed on a hand at the edge of my bed and I screamed in fright . Well, I wasn't the only one screaming, whosoever sneaked up on me was also shouting . Within seconds the lights were turned on . I could see the disheveled look on Mr . Gorgeous' face, he was sitting by my bed and might have probably slept off, I wondered why he was screaming .

"Why were you screaming?" . He asked hurriedly, trying without succeeding to adjust his signature expression back on his face .

" Why were you screaming? " . I asked curiously too, he looked away like a kid hiding a secret for fear of punishment .

" I asked first" . He mumbled in a cute way that made me burst out laughing, the Almighty Mr . Gorgeous was afraid of the dark .

"You're scared of darkness, right?" . My eyes wet with laughter .

" Of course not, I screamed because you screamed . Now tell me why you screamed, is it the nightmare again? " . Hint of worry and concern flashed in his eyes, maybe he's really in love with me, but do I want that love? .

" Vee?" . He placed his hands on mine, somehow it felt good but I didn't want him getting ideas so I quickly withdrew my hands and played with my hair .

"I'm fine, I just got startled by another person's presence on my bed, that's all" . He smiled sadly, I couldn't figure out why .

" I'm sorry about that, I was just really worried about you and I promised grandfather that I'll look after you, I must have slept off " . He explained with a serious expression on his face .

"So you were sleeping on duty young man, how should I punish you? . . . . lemme see, I could make you lose your job in just a phone call" . I teased as I wanted to lighten up the mood and divert the topic away from the topic the previous conversation was headed . He laughed briefly and turned serious again .

" I'm sorry Vee " . Oh here it comes, I dreaded him telling me 'I love you' to my face, that s.h.i.+t always weakens me

"You said that already right, I'd like to eat some cake . Let me go downstairs to get some, should I get for you too?" . I didn't wait for his answer, I jumped out of the bed and made my to the entrance but something, no someone stopped me with a grab of my hand . Sparks flew as our skins came in contact, 'oh dear!, there's no escaping this' . I turned around to meet his sad, almost tearful eyes .

" I know you're trying to avoid the topic, but I should really apologize for starting up this mess, I should have stayed away, I shouldn't have gotten you into this family/friend thingy, I was selfish . I wanted you to help me selflessly just because I saved your life?, I'm sorry for dragging you into my family drama, I'm sorry for calling you a scheming gold digger, I'm sorry for reading your diary in short, I'm sorry for everything . My crimes are innumerable and I hope you forgive me" . His sincere eyes touched the very essence of me (I meant my heart) . For a man to humble himself and ask for forgiveness is rare, and even if I didn't love him back then(or so I thought), I felt the urge to make him feel better . There and then, I decided to be happy and take what life throws my way . And Mr . Gorgeous isn't totally a bad idea .

"Well, apology not accepted" . His face fell and he let go of my hand, my heart squeezed with guilt, I just really wanted to see his reaction .

"You didn't let me finish, I won't accept an apology until you help me bake s chocolate cake" .

He smiled broadly, his eyes lit up .

" I'm forgiven?" .

"h.e.l.l no!, the cake ain't gonna prepare itself right?, race you downstairs . First to get to the kitchen will have the first slice of the cake" .

" You shouldn't run in your condition it'll aff—" . I was already in the kitchen by the time he finished his sentence .

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