Opening the door of my room, I enter with a soaring heart that can't keep my happiness in bay. I'm happy, more than happy.

Walking in kitchen I take out a bottle of water, I hear Sydney's voice behind me.

"You are flushed and you have that smile on your face."

She is right. I have this gleeful smile on face that wouldn't go away, even during my class I kept driving off to the moment when Romero told me that he is mine. Mine. I must look like a lovesick fool and its creepy.

Opening the cap of bottle, I take a sip before turning around, I ask "Like what?"

She grins, "Like you got some good shag last night."

The hell?

I spit out my water, "What?" I exclaim through my coughing.

She burst out laughing, "Jesus! Your face. It was priceless."

I turn crimson in embarrassment but keep a straight face and stare her until she takes deep breath to control her laughter fit.

"It was not funny." I deadpan.

Syd smirks in mirth, "It was fucking hilarious. You should have seen your face."

I know what my face would have looked alike, like a girl who walked in room full with naked boys.

Wouldn't it be haven?

Shut up!

I turn back to put the bottle in fridge, hoping my face would get normal, but no, once again my smile returns when I think of Romero's words. I think I might have swooned on them if it weren't of me getting late and I have been thinking of them since then, it's like they are echoing around in my head.

"You shouldn't need to ask me that, Ray. I am your whatever you want me to. Hell, I have been yours since the very first time I saw your beautiful blue eyes."

Oh, how I love it when he calls me Ray. Though my name is Akira, I hate it when he calls me that. I remember he has used it earlier when he thought I was leaving, hearing it coming from him was like a sharp piercing in my heart. I want to be just Ray for him. His Ray.

"Okay, anticipation is killing me. Something happened last night so just spit it out."

Sydney's eager voice pulls me out of 'romira land'. I sigh in disappointment. I knew there is no way I could avoid this, I was so glad in morning that I found her missing when I came to change before my class. But now there is no such luck, apart from Mr. Jacob.

Glancing back I sit on edge of counter and glare to her, "What do you want to know? I have to go for library, I don't want to be late and give Mr. Jacob a reason to deduct my payment."

"I want to know everything like why did you need Slade's number? Where were you last night? Why are you smiling like fool?" She asks in a breath with her eyes open wide.

I roll my eyes, "Firstly, you need to calm down."

She snorts, "I'm as calm as I could be."

I release a breath, "So yesterday, after a whole week of silence, Romero came to me to explain but I was so angry that I said some really horrible things to him before leaving with Dev. Latter at night while I was with Alex, Romero called me, from some abandon place. He was drunk and when he found that I was with Alex, he got pissed and threw his phone in anger.

"I didn't know what to do but I knew I had to go to him. I thought Slade would know of Romero's whereabout and turned out he really did know. Slade drove me off where Romero and I cleared our misunderstanding. I stayed with him."

Before she could throw some remark, I interrupt her, blushing slightly, "Nothing happened. We just slept and in morning we kind of expressed our feelings. He asked me to be his girl, I said yes and now he is my uh.. my boyfriend. Tonight we are going for our first date for which I need your help to get ready." I exhale after narrating her.

She is silent for a moment before she lets out a, "Wow!"

I raise my brows, "What?"

She shakes her head, "Nothing. Its just that, so much happened in a day and its kind of unbelievable that we are talking same King. He and feelings are really two different world. I really can't believe that King is your boyfriend, I mean he is King for fuck sake."

I frown, not liking the way she is talking about him. I admit at first I thought same thing about him but I also knew that deep down somewhere the real Romero exist. The Romero, who is vulnerable and scared, who gets nervous and jealous easily, who knows me. He was waiting for something to come out, I have witnessed him so many times before and now I know him personally.

"Romero is not emotionless. He just doesn't open up easily." I defend him and it comes naturally without any force.

She smirks at me, "Look at that, just one day and already defending him, are we?"

I feel my cheeks redden, I sputter, "No, it's not like that. I just.. I feel like I know him, not completely but still, I know him."

She turns sober at my words, "Like I said before its not my place to tell you what to do or what no. I just want you to be careful and patient, it's King you are dealing with. Anyway what heart wants, it wants."

I smile at her, "There is always a risk where heart is concerned and I know its not going to be easy but Romero is worth it."

I know he is. He is worth everything I am living on. I may not know him fully but I know him enough to feel his own feelings for me. I have seen them through his eyes and I know they were not lying.

"He lets you use his name, that only shows many things. I don't really know how he is with you but I have seen few times how strongly he reacts when it comes to you. I hope for your sake that you two work out."

Still smiling, I jump down the counter, "I hope that too. Anyway I gotta go. I don't want to anger Mr. Jacob."

She nod, "Don't worry about your date, I am gonna make you look perfect for it."

I grin at her, "Thanks Syd, I owe you one."

Scoffing, she pushes me toward door, "Don't mention it."

Exiting from room, I call back, "See you in evening."

• • •

As time passes my wait for evening also increases. Currently I'm on my desk waiting for clock to hit five then I could go back and get ready for my first date. Usually I leave at seven pm but today I really want to leave early and Romero has said that he'd pick me by seven pm so it'd give me enough time to get ready.

Last time, I was nervous and scared but this time I'm just plain eager. There is no nervousness or fear of being stood up inside me. Its like I could see straight this time. Maybe it's the way he said he'd be here or maybe it's the promise held behind those grey eyes, I can't be sure but I know for sure that today he will be there for me.

I want to dress up for today's date. I want to look good for him. Even last time I wanted to look good but not as much this time. I had just worn my favourite dress in morning which got a bit wrinkled by the end of the day. In haze of fear and excitement, I paid it no mind but not this time, today I want it to be perfect for him. Just like he is and just like he deserves.

These few things has me wandering if deep down I suspected for him to ditch me.

Leave it behind!

Right

I don't want to think about that day anymore, it has already upset me entire last week. It is time to move on, not look behind at the source of any despair.

The bell of clock reminds me where I am and what I've to do. I look at it find it showing five o'clock, finally. Getting out of my desk, I approach Mr. Jacob's desk, where my eyes catches Eveline's photo. I frown remembering Alex didn't answer me when I called him about an hour ago. I hope he is okay and he has some information about Eveline. I make a mental note to call him again latter.

"Mr. Jacob?"

Hearing my voice, he snaps his eyes at me with a scowl on his wrinkled face, "Yes?"

I fiddle with my fingers nervously, "I need to leave early today. I have got something to do."

Something means a date!

It is not exactly a lie since I want to leave early to get ready. It is something to do right? I don't say 'date' mainly because I don't want to trigger his memory and send him back to his self loathing. Lord knows he does it enough by his own. It only determines me do anything for him.

He narrows his eyes, "Your work here is done by five o'clock, child. It's you, who insists on working till two hour latter. You can always leave if you want after your work time."

It is not completely true, yes I insisted but only because people still come here till seven pm and this old man struggles to keep with them. If it is not of me putting closed sign outside before leaving here, Mr. Jacob would keep it open whole night and battle against the books.

But for today I'm gonna use it as my favour, "Thank you Mr. Jacob. I will see you tomorrow. Have a good evening and please close this place by seven." Saying, I walk out of door and hear him say 'you too child' after me.

Its evening but sun is still here, it will take some time before sun sets. I walk on road toward my room looking around people, who must have something in their minds too. Like I have Romero and our date.

I reach my room within minutes, putting key in its hole I open the door. As I ease my way inside, Sydney comes out of her room with a beautiful red dress hanging on her hand.

"How is it?" She ask with eyes gleaming in satisfaction.

I glance back at dress and feel my eyes widen, "Wow! Its beautiful."

She nods her head, looking proud of herself, "It is, isn't it? C'mon lady, lets get you ready!"

With that said, she practically pulls me inside her room and I prepare myself for sweet torture.

An hour and half later, I'm ready. I look at my reflection and I can say that I look pretty today. The red dress reaches till my mid thighs, it hugs my curvy body. Its sleeves reach just above my elbows, just the way I like. It is a stunning dress that doesn't make me uncomfortable at all.

I have never taken this much time to get ready but Sydney made me shave my legs and bloody hell, it takes time. She has done my makeup, applying on minimum amount as I requested. My straight blond hair is curled neatly behind my head. I have same heel on that I wore in that party.

"You look hot girl." Syd whistles behind me.

I have to agree with her.

I smile at her and that's when I see my phone vibrates from bed, indicating a text. Picking it up, I open it and find a text from Romero, 'You ready?'

Smiling, I quickly type, 'Yes.'

A second later comes an order, 'come out.'

I turn around to excited looking Syd, I tell her, "He is here."

She smirks, "Then what are you waiting for young lady. Go get your prince."

I nod, rushing toward door, "See you later." I call back.

Once I'm out of my room and dorm, I find him at entrance, leaning against his car. My heartbeat picks up as I take a moment to admire him and find his attire is no different than other times but he still manages to take my breath away. I see some of dorm girls eyeing him greedily and a wave of possessiveness shoots in me. Mine.

I take few steps forward causing him to look at me. His intense eyes roam around my figure before stilling on my eyes. We both stare in each others eyes for what feel like eternity, without saying anything and then coming out of trance, he opens a door motioning for me to sit.

I slide inside and he closes the door before coming to sit beside me on driver seat.

Now I feel nervous from the lack of his reaction. Why hasn't he said anything? Do I not look okay? He hasn't even smiled. Why can't he just smile at least?

Before I could dwell any further, I feel him lean toward me and I freeze. For a second I think he is going to kiss me but then I hear sound of seatbelt. I want to roll my eyes, of course, he is fastening my seat-bloody-belt.

Just as I go to release a breath of disappointment, he raises his other hand and tugs a tendril of hair behind my ear and before I could even blink his lips brush along my left cheeks, halting by the corner of my lips, teasing me.

And the tease he is.

He lets them stay there for a long moment. My eyes flutter shut as I rejoice his touch, all my previous nervousness evaporates in thin air. I feel like I could breath again. His touch has that effect on me.

When he moves back to start engine I fight back a moan of protest. I find myself thinking about his kiss and how badly I want to kiss him right now. I feel his gaze on me every once while during our whole ride, but I don't dare to return it, fearing I might give in temptation and kiss the day light out of him.

After about half hour of silent drive, car comes to halt. I look around but find nothing other that empty land.

What is this place?

Climbing out of car, Romero comes at my side, helping me out. He takes my hand pulling me ahead and I let him lead.

A involuntary gasp leaves my lips when we stop at a distance from the view in front of me.

I don't know what I was expecting for this date but surely not this.