Chapter 2

Alexia's POV.

It has been two days now since I moved to this new apartment of mine and I have spent the whole forty eight hours doing nothing but writing. It happens like that, there are times that when I pick up laptop and start writing it gets really hard for me to put it down and I end up getting holed up in the book. My Mum used to bring my food to my room for me whenever that happens but my mum is not here and that is why I have fed on nothing but cookies and coffee and maybe a little cake here and there for the past two days.

I haven't been sleeping well too and I put all the blame on that damn coffee. The coffee made me so restless that it was impossible to sleep but I had to keep taking it because well... I had to.

I stood up from the chair and stretched my stiff body, I could even hear the sounds of bones cracking. My butt aches from sitting on that chair for well... a long time.

I went to the bathroom and freshened up a bit. I grabbed a hair tie and tied my hair in ponytail and I sprinkled some water on my face and dried it with a towel.

I haven't heard from Liam since he left me for his date with that girl, Akeira. This is the first time we have gone days without talking to one another and the thought crossed my mind that maybe he was really serious about this one girl, so serious that he forgot I even existed.

You could always call him.

But I don't want to come off as clingy and desperate.

Since when did our relationship get to this? I have never thought twice about calling him.

God, I need to keep my feeling on a leash.

I grabbed my car keys and credit card and I unplugged my phone from the socket. I had to go and get groceries or else I will keep living on cake and cookies.

I locked the door to the apartment and started walking down. I couldn't help but stop in front of that hit guy's apartment. I suddenly felt the urge to knock...

Knock and do what?

Okay, maybe that is not a good idea.

I shook my head lightly to clear my thoughts and walked briskly to my car.

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This is why I hate going for groceries shopping. I tend to buy stuffs that I had no plan on buying, this is why I stopped making lists of groceries before heading out to the store. I always end up discarding the list.

I pushed the cart towards the store attendant and I had to wait in line for my turn.

After paying for the groceries, I managed to carry the bags to my car. It was so heavy that it weighed me down.

That is what you get for buying stuffs you don't need yet.

I entered the car and drove back to the apartment, thankfully there was no traffic jam.

I packed my car in my spot and alighted. I grabbed my car key and phone and stuffed it in my pockets. I reached for the shopping bags and lifted it out of the car. Shit weighs a ton, I wonder what I bought that made it so heavy. I dropped one bag and pressed the car button to lock my car before lifting the second bag again.

My shoulders were hurting like a bitch due to the weight.

"You need help with that?" A very familiar voice called from behind me. I jumped a little and turned to glare at him.

"You..." the words got stuck in my throat at the sight of him.

Damn! He is a sight for a sore eyes... He was dressed in a gray suit that seemed a tad bit smaller than him or maybe it was just because he filled it so well. I could see the outline of his biceps through his jacket. His tie seemed a little askew,he must have been pulling at it.

"Are you always like this?" He asked all of a sudden.

"Like what?"

His lips lifted in an amused smile and that sight of that smile did something funny to my insides.

What the fuck is going on with you?

"I know I am really attractive and all but can you just stop ogling me already." He said mockingly.

I bursted into laughter at that "Aren't you full of yourself?"

He shrugged and just waited for me to sober up.

"You need help with those bags?" He asked me again.

"I don't want to be a bother." I tried to be modest about it when In fact my shoulders were killing me.

"It is no bother. You stay right next door so I might as well help you out." He said before taking the bags from me.

I could have sworn I heard my shoulders sigh in relief.

'Cookies guy' carried the bags like it doesn't weigh anything at all. It almost looked like he didn't have to put too much effort into it.

Have you not seen the guy? Obviously he works out well.

I walked behind him like a puppy following its master but my eyes were practically glued on his ass. He has a really fine bum for a guy. When he stopped walking , I stopped too.

He turned to face me and pinned me with those eyes of his.

"You know you have to open the door right?" He asked and I turned a beet reed when I realized that he caught me staring at his bum.

Gosh, he must think that I am some creep. I averted my gaze and walked to the door with my head down.

I put the key in the door and opened it and I moved aside for him to come in.

"Just drop it right here. I can handle it form here."I told him.

"Okay."He said before dropping the bag in the living room and he stood there just staring at me awkwardly. It felt like he had something to say but maybe he doesn't know how to say it. But I really doubt it. I mean he looks like someone that is pretty confident and well...rich.

"Ummm... Thank you very much...umm" I stopped when I realized I didn't even know his name.

"Nathaniel Carter." He provides with a smile.

Even his name is hot. The name sounds pretty familiar though. I am pretty sure I have heard that name somewhere before.

"Well thanks for the help Nathaniel. I appreciate it." I said.

"You are welcome." He said hesitantly and he started scratching the back of his head.

I couldn't help but smile at how amusing the scene was. He looked really nervous all of a sudden.

"Umm... bye." He said and turned to leave. He stopped again by the door and turned to face me.

"Just say whatever it is that you want to say. I don't bite." I said.

He scratched the back of his neck again.

"Umm.... Do you still have those cookies?"