(Ch. 2) The Encounter
I looked at him. No, I glared at that man, expecting an apology from him as for bumping into me and spoiling my outfit. He glanced at me and then again goes back to typing on his phone like he has not the slightest guilt of what he just did. My temper flared up as I waited for that jerk-face to apologize.
I promised myself that if he does that, I'd go easy on him, but if he does not, then I have other ways too. By seeing his expressions, I could guess pretty well that this man was having no intention of apologizing for his mistake at all.
What a Jerk!
"Oh my God! Emma! Are you alright?" Kate rushed towards me and taking my arms, she inspected me to see if there were any signs of injury, her eyes showing concern.
"Yeah, I think so," I said while standing up and still glaring at him. He was continuously typing on his phone. In between typing he looked in my direction one or two times but his centre of attention was his phone. Kate stood beside me as she looked at me and then at that jerk.
"Hey! I am talking to you. You dumb head!" I called out to him. His fingers stopped typing on his phone as his attention drawn towards me. Finally! He furrowed his eyebrows and then looked at me. His eyes looking at me for a few seconds, not saying anything and then he shrugged saying, "Well? Aren't you going to say sorry?" He said in a prideful tune and my blood boiled up to 100°c.
Sorry? To him? Such an arrogant ass!
"WHAT?!" I scoffed, not believing what I just heard.
I've had enough of this arrogant man. How dare he said that? Doesn't he knew whose fault was it? He bumped into me, spilt my hot coffee on me, and now he had the nerve to say those words? Doesn't this jerk had a tiny bit sense of guiltiness for his act?
The nerve of this man...
"Hey! Look, idiot. It's not my fault. It's yours. You should be watching where you're going. Are these your eyes or buttons?"
I batted my eyelashes and giving him a scornful smile, I glared at him while pointing at his eyes. This earned his attention and placing his phone in the back pocket of his pants, he leaned against the pole in front of our shop. Folding his arms over his chest, a smirk took a place on his lips.
"Sweetheart! Do you really think I would apologize?" His eyes looked into mine and for the moment, I felt those deep blue eyes raking on my body as my body shivered. I believed what made me shiver was not his eyes but his word.
Sweetheart? My fucking foot!
"You should sweetheart! Because you are the one who bumped into me and because of you, my clothes are all dirty now, you should be the one apologizing me not the other way around!" I yelled at him using his word sweetheart in a mocking way. He looked at me with surprise and his eyes get wide with amusement.
I was insulting this guy here and all he was... was amused?
Such a creep!
"Why would I apologize?" His face turned into a cold expression this time as he straightened himself but a slight smirk still playing on his thin lips. I so wanted to make his smirk go away with my smiling punch.
"I've already told you if you haven't noticed," I shot back at him and gave him a death glare.
I hated such arrogant, proud men! Who they think they were? Gods of the world?
"You're asking me to apologize?" He stared at me shock while emphasizing word me as if he had heard the word sorry for the first time. His cold stare burning in my eyes. Our eyes staring into each other's and it feels like a staring competition being held and the winner would have his name noted in the Guinness World Record.
"Bingo! Yes, mister. Am I talking to anyone else here?" I rolled my eyes while indicating to the area around him, giving him a good hint to who I was referring.
"Emma, calm down," Kate tried to calm me down but it was of no use now. I almost forgot that she was beside me and enjoying our encounter.
"Kate, could you please leave us alone for a minute? I am going to teach him some manners," I said through my gritted teeth as she held my arm.
"Emma, please. Don't pick a fight here," she pleaded. I forced a smile and held her hand.
The players have already left the start line.
The fight has already begun.
"Oh no, not at all... Just go now," I smiled to her with a half lie. Apparently, she got convinced and goes inside but not before giving me a bit suspicious look. I waved her bye and sighing, I turned my attention to my unfinished business.
Ok! Now, back to that jerk!
"So, you were going to teach me some manners?" Before I could say something, he said it with a bigger smirk this time.
Damn! How much I want to wipe this crap smirk of his!
"Oh... You don't know any?" I mocked and flipped my ponytail back, giving him a bitch expression this time.
If he was acting like a bastard than why not deal him by acting a bitch?
"So that's why you didn't apologize? I see," I said sarcastically whilst rolling my eyes as he chuckled making my anger to rise up even more. Was he making fun of me? What a creep! Definitely, in a need of learning some manners!
"Let me teach you some, you jerk!" I said while fisting my hand ready to hit him. I threw a punch at him but he caught hand in a swift movement.
What the fuck?
"Hey, Miss furious! Do you know who I am? If I were you, I wouldn't be doing that to someone as handsome as me," he smirked and folding my arm behind my back, he pulled me closer. His other hand got wrap around my waist as I let out a gasp when our bodies collides.
God! What the hell!
"I don't know and I don't care to know, and secondly, I am not you. So, let go of my hand so that I could punch your pretty face!" My voice laces with anger as I wriggled my best to free myself but all in vain. Damn! His grip was strong.
"Are you saying I'm handsome? Thank you." He said while that smirk still on his lips, making my blood to boil and to reach its maximum limit. I'd kill this man! I swear!
I was going to curse him more but got interrupted by a car's horn from behind him. He and I looked at the same time and see a black Audi park there. A driver came rushing to him to escort him. He bows his head and my eyes widen at the respect, and for this jerk?
What was he? A prince of Britain? What's next? A group of ten bodyguards?
"Looks like my ride's here," he let go of my hand and went towards the car leaving me in between my anger and confusion. The driver pull open the door for him and before sitting in, he looked at me for the one last time.
"Till later..." He paused and then winked at me. "Emma," And then he called out my full name making my eyes go wide open.
I stood there shocked at what had just happened while his car drove away. How did he know my name? And his cocky behaviour! I was so gonna kill him the next time I see him. I hated him so much.
I went into the cafe and asked Kate to make another cup of Americano for me. I needed something to cool myself down, and the hot coffee was the best remedy for my hot temper.
"So, what happened after I left?" Kate asked me with interest while making my coffee.
"Nah... Nothing. I am so gonna kill him, I hate him," I muttered through gritted teeth whilst my mind imagining the ways to kill him.
"Well... He was quite handsome and sexy and-"
"Woah! Hold your horses! Whose side are you? Mine or that jerk's?" I retorted as I raise my hands up and looked at her suspiciously. She bit her inner cheek and looked at me like a 5-year-old kid, smiling sheepishly. "Sorry... but you got to admit. He was dayum hot!" She sighed dreamily.
"Hah! Handsome my ass! I hate these jerks. Who do they think they are? God! He ruined my mood! I want to kill him!" I groaned in frustration and anger. I hated the guts of such conceited, egotistical, arrogant jerks.
"Em! Calm down girl! Here you go." Kate handed me my cup and I take it. "Thank you. Bye, see you tomorrow."
"Bye. See ya."
I carried my cup and went to the bus station. Thankfully, my top was brown so the coffee wasn't very visible on it. I sat in the first seat of the bus and drank my coffee. After twenty minutes, I finally reached my apartment. Heading to my washroom, I took a bath and changed into my night pyjamas. Dropping my tired body on the bed, I started to think about that incident.
What a day... Definitely! 100% sure. One heck of a bad day! That jerk completely ruined my mood and energy... I hated him from the bottom of my heart.
I was in the middle of cursing that jerk when I heard the front door open, thinking it must be Alice. She loved shopping and was crazy about it. She loved it so much, that she spends most of her time shopping.
"Emma! Are you home?" She shouted from the living room.
"Yup!" I shouted back and heard the clicking of her heels, coming towards my room as I sat up straight.
"Hey, where were you? Why didn't you wake me up today? I was late again." I questioned as soon as she entered my room.
"Sorry, I was in a hurry today. I just got a message from my employer that I would be paid for the few days I have worked there, so I went there. Sorry," she apologised with a smile.
Alice was a girl with a body having curves all over the right places and with a height of 5 foot 7 inches, she could be a pretty great model. She had curly blonde hair and always had a big cheer-up-smile on her face. Positivity radiates from her entire existence and that was the best thing, I loved about her.
"Fine, no worries." I accepted her apology.
"So, are you free? Can we go shopping or something?" She asked me making me look at her with my mouth open. Was this girl serious?
"Alice! You just came home. Aren't you tired? And the last time I went shopping with you, you spent 2 hours in one shop, and in the end, you bought only two dresses." I reminded her of the time when she was stuck in choosing between all the dresses. I swear, if she had the chance to buy the whole store's stock, she might have bought it already.
"That wasn't my fault! They were all so pretty. It was hard to choose..." She pouted like a child making me shake my head at her nonsense.
"Please, Em! Oh please... I am leaving tomorrow. So please come with me. I wanna hang out." She said with puppy eyes. "No! A big no!" I shook my head.
"Come on Em! I am leaving tomorrow. Please please please please," she started chanting on please please making my ear bleed with her high pitched voice. I sighed and gave in because I knew she won't stop unless I say yes.
"Okay fine! Just please stop with this please please. You'll make me go dead," I sighed in defeat.
"Yippie! Thanks, Em! See! Works every time," She hugged me.
"You are annoying as hell, you know that?." I got up. "Yes! I know and I'm proud of it," She smiled. I shook my head at her childish behaviour. "You'll never grow up, would ya?"
"God! Let's go then," I grabbed my purse. "Uuuh... Emma?" Alice stopped me as her eyebrows furrowed. "What?" I questioned, looking at her sudden change in expression.
"Aren't you going to change?" She chuckled and I looked at my clothes. I noticed that I was still in my PJs.
"Do I have to? They are quite comfy," I smirked as her eyes widen. "Oh no! You are not going in that. No way!" She stared at me with a horrifying expression like she had seen a ghost.
"No! Go change!" Alice pushed me towards my bathroom.
"OK! OK! I'll change," I chuckled. "Lemme grab something to wear at least,"
"Yes please. I'll be in the living room," she went out of my room saying that. I opened my closet and decided on wearing my white shirt written New York on it along with my black pants. I sighed remembering the reason why I said yes. I agreed with Alice to go shopping to divert my mind a bit from today and maybe... Just maybe by going out, I might forget about him.