'Fuck really now.' He growled again.
Leo knew in his heart; she'll return—come back looking for her phone. His eyes fell on the wall; on the clocks, the minute hand moved from one to two. The five minutes wait time felt like an hour. He sighed and listened to what Mrs. Roger was blabbering. Leo was very sure she would turn up. Mobile Phones have become an essential part of our daily lives. He'd too come back looking for his phone if he realizes it was missing.
Another three minutes passed.
He heard a muffled deep voice, and that unforgiven scent. She was here and close, but he concentrated carefully and listened to her whimper in pain.
Without a second thought, Leo took off, running in that direction.
And when he turned to the corner, a murderous feeling came over him. Leo saw her, pinned to a wall by a male and another male searching a bag. Leo's eyes went red, and he ran towards the scene. He shouted to leave her alone. He was upset that they touched her. They touched what Leo considered his. He ran behind those two jerks—to thrash them until they begged for mercy. Leo almost got close to one of the guys, but Leo also realized at the same moment that more than anything right now—she was all alone and probably scared, and she needed him. So Leo made an instant decision and turned back to where he'd last seen her.
He saw her run to the bathroom, leaving her backpack behind. He also noticed that she went to the men's bathroom. He picked her bag from the floor and made his way to the bathroom.
He entered and heard her throwing up. He was glad he made a wise decision—he was there for her.
~xXx~
CHAPTER 3
When I opened my eyes, I looked around. I found myself lying on the back seat of a car and heard somebody talking outside of the vehicle. The car engine was running, the windows were shut and the A/C was on.
"I don't know... what should I do? She fainted in my arms, she's scared and hurt." Leo was standing next to the car and talking on the phone.
"What? No, I'm not going to leave her alone in this condition. I'll get some help." Leo was busy talking on the phone. I thought to myself this will be a perfect opportunity to escape. I winced in pain and lifted myself with the struggle. My stomach hurts, I grunted painfully, trying to keep my voice as low as I could. I found my backpack sitting on the passenger seat. I picked it up with great effort. Opening the car door carefully, I managed to get my feet on the ground. I left the door open as I began to walk away.
In that condition, the backpack felt very heavy.
'Maybe I should start using my locker,' I thought to myself.
I heard Leo wrapping up the phone call, and I panicked. Despite the sharp sting that gave me cramps in my stomach, I prepared myself to flee and sneaked out in sheer terror. The pains got worse. I fell on the ground; I yelped, curling myself, and holding my stomach.
"Shit... Don't move. I'm calling an ambulance, okay." Leo came running and kneeled beside me.
"No. No, ambulance, please." I said between my clenched teeth. "No hospital and no doctors, please."
"Are you freaking kidding me? You're in absolute pain. You need to go see a doctor."
"No. I'll be just fine... just take me home. Please." I requested.
I know all Leo wanted was to help me, and I wasn't making it easy for him, and instead made him feel worse.
He ran his hand through his dark silky hair. "I don't know why I am even listening to your crap." He was frustrated. "I've to lift you and carry you to the car. So I will have to touch you, okay."
"Yes." I nodded in agreement. "I'm sorry for being so difficult," I said sadly.
"No, you're just STUBBORN." He grunted mildly. He was angry but still gentle with his actions. He picked me up off the ground and carried like a bride in his arms.
'My hero,' I thought.
I was watching him all the time while he was taking me to the car.
Leo was a handsome and imposing-looking man. A strong, well-defined jaw, protruding cheekbones, small eyes, and a large nose. He was sweet and kind, but I found his angry expression more attractive—it made him seem more masculine and dominant. He saw me, and I looked away. Then softly, I peeked at him through my lashes and found him smiling.
He made sure that I was set and secure in his car. He was very close to me, and his arms brushed against my body. I didn't mind it. He was a good guy with good intentions.
But he was also dangerously close to me. His cologne filled my nose, and he smelled intoxicating.
I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. "Mmm... You smell so good." I gasped at my own words that I just blurted out subconsciously. I felt my face blazing red from the heat of embarrassment.
He looked at me. His own face had coated with a delightful blush.
"I-I mean, I mean you... scent... I mean you, n-not you, your cologne." I rambled badly that even embarrassment would be ashamed of me.
As for Leo, oh, he was laughing and he looked so adorable. Watching him laugh, I laughed and the stomach pain came back. Leo saw my struggle, his face morphed into a serious mode and crouched down at my eye level.
"Look, you're in pain. I need you to get you checked for any internal injury. How about I take you to my aunt, she is a pediatrician.
"Pediatrician?"
"Worth a shot."
"Did you say shot?" I said with fear in my eyes. Leo started to guffaw,
