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Chapter 3 

“That is so amazing Chloe! Let's do it one more time and we can call it a night” Brandy cheered, Ethan gave me thumbs up and I began singing from the first verse. When the words start pouring from my mouth, I let myself lose in the music… 

“This is our last rehearsal,Are you ready for tomorrow Chloe?” Jack asked, putting his guitar in its Case. 

“I am a little nervous, it will be my first time on stage” It was the most honest response, my fingers were shaking from the nerves and I wasn't sure if I could enjoy tomorrow. Blissful soul - Our band will make its first performance tomorrow with the vocalist- which is me and Ethan constantly reminding me makes me want to crawl under the ground and stay there until the weekend passes. 

”You’ll be Fine, Chloe. We'll make sure of that. Aren't we guys?” Jack asked, receiving a nod and a hell ‘Yeah’. 

“See? It's normal to be nervous. We are there with you, I know you'll do great Chloe” Ethan squeezed me shoulder. 

When I came back home, Mr Young surprised me with his presence. He cooked a chicken dish with extra salads and smoothies which I love so much. 

“Mr Young, you don't have to do this. Now I'll be sorry to disappoint you if something goes wrong” He laughed, and it still scares me how the sound affects me. Mr Young has a perfect combination of honey eyed and dark brown hair that falls over his eye, his ears are pierced and a shiny small ring reflects under the dimmed light of my kitchen. But what made me go crazy was the dimple on his right cheeks that appears only when he bites his lips with his upper teeth or when he smile - 

“I’ll be there tomorrow” He surprised me by saying. 

“You mean, at the bar? When I sing?” 

”Of course, Your Aunt trusts me to take care of you. It's what guardians would do” The tiny hope that perhaps he wanted to see me perform flew out of the window when he mentioned the word Guardian like he was paid to look after me. The dinner and breakfast thing between us seemed like he was forced to do it and it made me feel lonely for the hundredth time in my life. 

“Chloe, What's wrong? You look like someone murdered our Bibi.” he chuckled and pinched my cheek as if I was his niece and he was my uncle. 

“Damien, I am eighteen years old” I blurted out and by the look on his face, he wasn't expecting my reply. 

“I am aware of it,Chloe and what are you trying to say?” 

“I am not a kid”

“But you are a kid to me”

“You are right, I am seven years younger than you”

“Chloe…” 

“Don’t come to the bar tomorrow!” I stood up and walked away,banging my bedroom door shut. 

It was a stupid move on my part, but when he acted like my guardian, I hated it. All of my life, Aunt Shirley made sure I didn't get attached with her family and that was fine with me but When Mr Young says things like he was forced to look after me, I couldn't control my sadness although it was totally uncalled for. I wanted to see him not only as his student and the orphan who lives in his building, but what do I want him to see me as? But him calling me a kid was something I can't bear, it is ironic how I wanted him not to see me as a kid but the way I acted was a ten year would. 

What was I thinking? I can't possibly go back and apologize and like the good girl I am, I pushed the matter at the back of my head and threw myself on the bed. 

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“Chloe, Wake up” 

“Chloe !” I groaned under my duvets and rolled over to my side, and wished I hadn't. Mr Young stood on the foot of my bed, with nothing but only a towel hanging low on his waist, the visible v shape disappeared under the white towel and my eyes trail after that path. My throat suddenly goes dry at the sight, little droplets of water clinged to his chest and glistening under the poor sunlight that peeked through the windows. 

“Mr Young...Wh-What are you doing here?” He smirked lazily and gave me a crooked smile, looking devilishly and utterly unworldly. 

“You tell me, What do you think I am doing?” Suddenly his weight dips on my bed and his body hovers above me, my mouth part opens and Mr Young tooked that as a chance to thrust his tongue in between my parted lips. 

“Ca-Can you move away?” my voice sounded hoarse and Unrecognisable. 

“Isn’t this great, Are you wet for me Chloe?” 

“What!?” his minty breath fanned over my face, and heat pooled on my lower region, I squeezed my thighs together hoping it would cause some friction. 

“Meow,Meow” 

“Mr Young ,What are you-?” Just then, he disappeared and Bibi peered down at me,purring slightly. 

I sat up,breathing heavily and panting like I just ran a marathon. My cheeks flushed recalling the dirty dreams I just had. 

“Chloe! Breakfast is ready” Speak of the devil, Mr Young peeked his head in between my door, my cheeks are on fire unlike his who looked incredibly hot and smart with his buttoned up shirt and blue tie that made him appear like he just stepped out of a vogue magazine. 

“Why are you not ready? Freshen up and come down for breakfast” he said and left, leaving me all hot and so bothered. 

A cold shower will do. 

When Mr Young and I walked out of our building, what surprised me was the sight of Ethan in his black convertible car. When his gaze landed on my face, he raised his hands up and waved enthusiastically, his face brimming with a wide smile. 

“Looks like you got a date today” I ignored my landlord and greeted Ethan who was watching the exchange between our English teacher and I. 

“Good morning, I didn't knew you would come”

“Get in, Might as well just pick you up since you don't have a ride” 

“You don't have to but since you are already here….” He smirked at me and I jumped into the front seat beside his driver seat. 

“But...uhm..I am not judging but Isn't that Mr young? Our English teacher? It's definitely okay to- I mean we'll graduate in a few months -I mean,Oh Fuck what am I saying” his stuttering made him sound like an idiot but I can't stop the grin that made my face split into half. 

“God! What are you saying? Mr young is my landlord, I live in his building” 

Somehow Ethan seemed to look more embarrassed with the way his cheeks flushed pink and stared ahead like he doesn't hear me. 

“Please pretend that I didn't just stuttered like a fool there” I nodded and turn the volume up in the radio singing along to the old random songs, It felt amazing to experience a normal talk between my classmate and for the first time I got a little glimpse of what it felt like to have a friend besides Mr Young and Bibi. And I have a feeling that Ethan and I can get along very well as friends.