Chapter 4

Clarissa POV…

I fell off the bed with a thud. Ouch! How did I get here? I got back up and walked a few steps then hit something and fell. The game console…

Robin was lying down there sleeping peacefully. He must have spent the night playing by himself. Seriously, sometimes he just looks like an innocent kid. Especially now…

He opened his eyes slightly as I pushed his hair out of his eyes. He smiled … a very beautiful and warm smile. I was definitely shocked. He’d never smiled at me like that before.

“Morning,” he said in that sleepy voice. I blushed…suddenly feeling quite conscious of him.

“M-Morning Robin.”

I quickly got up and walked to the bathroom and by the time I’d brushed my teeth, washed my face and changed Robin was asleep again.

I walked downstairs by myself where I found my mum sitting with Brenda in the living room. What was she doing here so early? I tried to walk past the living room without being noticed and I heard something that caught my attention.

“They’re sleeping in the same room. Isn’t that cute?”

My mum laughed. “He didn’t even touch her? What a gentleman.”

“He was playing games all night that idiot.”

I had this sudden urge to stomp towards them and tell them we didn’t even love each other so why would he touch me? It doesn’t mean he’s a gentleman you know, but I decided to hold it in and instead ran back upstairs into Robin’s room, closing the door behind me quickly.

“Clare? What happened?”

I gasped when I saw Robin standing in the middle of a mess of clothes that have been thrown out from his drawer. Looks like someone is having a hard time finding the right shirt, but then again who told him to have so many clothes? The main point was he was standing in the middle of that mess, shirtless with his hair messy, sticking out at odd angles.

The whole scene was just too much. He looked very…hot, and in some way also cute…especially with that clueless, semi-worried look on his pretty face.

“Uhh…I’m sorry…I thought you were still asleep. Well, mum’s here…” I turned to leave but he ran towards me slamming the door before I could open it.

“Your mum? Cool…then help me pick something proper? I don’t really know what to wear.”

“Just randomly wear anything…besides you always dress well,” I really wanted to get away from him. He was so close I thought I would die…you see maybe it was because it was my first time seeing a shirtless guy with 6 packs standing so close to me.

 

“We’re having breakfast with the whole family. That’s why your mum’s here…I don’t want to look bad in front of your parents. I want to wear something casual but proper…can’t you help?”

How come I didn’t know? Besides why would he care? Is his ego and reputation that big? I mumbled an ok and walked to his closet and after a while I got him to wear a white button down shirt with black jean pants.

It was fun getting him to wear different clothes until I chose those for him. It felt like I was shopping with someone I really liked. We even played around. I put so much gel on his hair and started modeling it in weird ways. In the end his hair stayed spiky, and I wouldn’t let him change it.

“Is this funny?” Robin was definitely angry now.

I was laughing like an idiot even as we made our way downstairs. He was about to mess up his hair when I held back his hand.

“Don’t! I really like it.”

He snorted. “Not that I asked you.” But he actually stopped groaning and didn’t do anything. Seriously he looked like the bad boy type but it was so cute.

What caught me by surprise was when he held my hand as soon as we got to the dining room. Everyone’s eyes fell on us. I tried to get my hand out of his but he held on harder. “This is the so called ‘revenge’,” he whispered.

I gave him an incredulous look but he just winked and lead me to a chair, opening it out for me and making sure I’m seated then went to say good morning to my parents and his own…giving each one of them a hug.

I forced a smile as everyone’s eyes turned towards me.

“M-morning.”

“Morning dear,” Brenda replied with a sweet smile that didn’t seem to go away.

I pinched Robin’s arm from under the table as he sat next to me, but he didn’t even wince.

 “So it’s been decided that you two get engaged by the end of this month,” mum said. She just had to remind me. Robin just squeezed my hand from under the table, ignoring the fact that I was kicking him.

 After breakfast I changed into a black off shoulder shirt, white pants and wore black stilettos before walking out to the yard. These were just some of the things I got yesterday while shopping. Somehow mum had taken all of my clothes with her and left only these.

 I sat on a chair and admired the beautiful roses around me. The sky was filled with beautiful white clouds…it was just beautiful.

I don’t know for how long I was just sitting there, but I was sure startled when Robin came from behind and wrapped his arms around my neck, whispering what sounded like, “You are so dead.”

 I think I know what I did wrong this time. Looked like no one liked his new ‘bad boy’ hairstyle + I did quite pinch him a lot back in the dining room while acting all cute and innocent as he puts it.

 “Like what are you going to do Robin?”

He snorted. “You just wait until we’re married then you’ll know,” and with that he left…leaving me staring after him like an idiot.

 Just then my phone rang and when I picked it up it was Gabriel asking me to come to our usual coffee shop. We spend most of our time their usually and it’s one of my favorite places since it has my fave rainbow ice-cream.

 I took a taxi there and once I got there Gabriel was already waiting for me inside. He ordered cappuccino while I got my usual and for a moment it was silent, until I decided to ask what was wrong.

“You’re really getting married?” he asked. He wasn’t even looking me in the face anymore which was pretty strange.

 “Yea, although it’s still hard to believe. I’m getting engaged by the end of this month. You are coming right?”

“You seem to be ok with it by now.”

“He’s not as bad as he seems. I guess I don’t mind much anymore.”

“Do you like him?”

 “Gabriel…why are you asking me this now?”

“Do you?” he asked again, totally ignoring my question.

 “Well, I told you he’s not bad. I wouldn’t mind having him around anymore. So, I don’t really hate him.”

 He nodded slowly and took a quick sip of his drink, and jumped…spilling it on his shirt.

“Shit!” he muttered, getting up abruptly. I ran over to him in a moment of panic and started cleaning it for him with tissues.

“Damn it! I’ll be back.”

 He walked off to the bathroom while I stood there looking at the waiter who had come to clean the mess. Seriously, It’s really rare hearing him curse… it’s even worse seeing him act so clumsy…