Crazy man

Helena’s P.O.V

I grabbed my keys from the receptionist before I headed to my hotel room. It was quite considerate of them to get a hotel for their guest, but of course, they didn't pay for Helena. I was the villain after all. 

I rolled my eyes and walked down the hallway. I stopped between two doors. My gaze glanced from one to the other. Was it 123 or 133 I saw in the novel? 

I couldn't quite tell. 

I took a breath, then turned to 133. I silently hoped it was the right room. I grabbed the handle and was about to insert the key when the door pushed back slightly. It was already open. 

My eyebrows furrowed. 

Had I left it open? Or had someone broken in? 

It took me a few seconds before I stepped into the room. I shut the door slowly behind me, but I didn't turn the lights on immediately. If there was anything I learnt in the real world in a city filled with criminals, turning the lights on immediately was begging to be shut. 

The irony. 

I rolled my eyes. 

When the tenth second passed, I turned it on and walked further into the room. I wove my way around it, and it looked exactly how I imagined.

I found my way to the bedroom and released a breath. I placed my hands on my waist to prepare myself for the little struggle I was about to face. 

After a moment of rest, I sucked in a breath, then reached behind me. My fingers searched for the zip, constantly kicking it away from my grip. I dropped my hand, released my breath and shook my arms. “You can do this,” I whispered to myself before I reached for the zip again. 

I caught it. “Yes”. 

Then I pulled down. 

I released my breath when the zip stopped at my waist. Then I reached for my hair and held it up, then forgot I didn't have any hairband on me. I was in another world, so of course Helena wouldn't carry a hairband like I always did. “Shit!” I cursed. 

“Who are you?” An unfamiliar voice asked. 

My eyes grew wide, then I screamed. 

I turned swiftly to face him. 

My dress finally decided to cooperate at the worst time, and the fabric slipped down, almost exposing my chest. 

I screamed again, then wrapped my arms around myself. “What are you doing in my room?” I questioned. 

“I could ask you the same thing”. 

“What?” I scowled. 

“Do I look like someone who would walk into another room unannounced and then proceed to use the shower?” He raised an eyebrow. 

My gaze dropped down to see a towel wrapped around his waist. The towel was short and tight, so a bulge was visible between his legs. 

My eyes grew wide. 

“Wow, you're really helping yourself to a show”. 

“What?” My gaze met his. 

He raised an eyebrow. 

I gulped as my cheeks flushed. “It's not what it looks like”. 

“Are you sure about that?” 

“I'm naked too. Almost naked, but that's not the point, so you peeked as well. It's even,” I said. The words tumbled out of my mouth faster before I could even make sense of them. 

He chuckled with his hands folded across his chest. He leaned against the door frame and was so relaxed, unlike me who's heart was racing at 100 miles per hour. 

“I'm leaving,” I scoffed and turned around, annoyed at his amused expression. 

“You sure you want to show everyone what you just showed me?” He asked. 

I stopped at the door, my bare back towards him. 

My sleeve kept slipping off, and I wanted the ground to open and swallow me.

Even at that, he had a good point, but I didn't know what to say or do, so I just stood there. 

“Let me help you,” he offered. 

My body grew stiff. 

“N-no—” Before I could form words, one hand had gripped the zip, and the other was placed perfectly beneath the zip to support it. The dress closed up, and his breathing became increasingly loud due to how close he was. 

I'm meant to be a villainess, but here I am getting zipped up by a hot guy with only a towel wrapped around his waist. 

“Done”. 

I didn't waste any time. I rushed to the front door, then across the hallway to my door. I grabbed my key, shoved it in, then turned it till I heard a click. The door gave way, and I stepped inside. 

“No wonder you got confused”. 

That voice again. 

I almost clenched my jaw. 

Did he enjoy seeing how embarrassed I looked? 

Wait. 

My eyebrows furrowed slightly. Was he wearing the towel in the hallway? 

I turned to face him but this time he had on a robe. 

My excitement dropped a bit. 

That was definitely not on purpose. The former Villainess must have been a pervert. 

“Here I was thinking you were a crazy lady”. 

“You're the crazy lady,” I scowled. 

Shit. 

“I mean crazy man,” I corrected myself but he was already laughing. 

He was bent over laughing like a mad man. I rolled my eyes and shut the door. 

It was only then did I release a breath. 

I could still hear his laughter. 

Even when he shut the door. 

His laughter ran in my head till I dropped on the bed in cozy hotel pyjamas and shut my eyes. I was almost afraid he would hunt my dream but thankfully, it was peaceful. The next day, It was like it had enver happened. 

Still, when I pulled my front door open, I peeped across the hallway tomake sure his door was locked before I walked out. 

I wasn't going to have that maniac ruin my plans. I met you with the rest of the group outside the hotel as the brochure I found in my room said. It had the list of wedding events and where it would be held. 

The bridesmaids and Lilith, the bride stood next to a car while the groomsmen stood next to another. 

Wait. 

Him. 

The guy from yesterday. 

He spotted me. 

I frowned. 

He stepped forward but I didn't step back. Instead I kept walking and made sure to head to the bridesmaid but he got to me before I could get to them. 

“Crazy lady,” he greeted. 

“Crazy man, what do you want?” 

“What a way to say good morning”. 

“I have no interest in doing that, so if you don't mind I'm quite busy right now,” I forced a smile then walked towards Lilith. 

She glanced from me to him then back to me. She smiled and I could tell she had something up her sleeve. 

Then she started walking towards me.