"What? Are you mad? I am not going to do that," I turned my face another side, denying to do anything.

"Huh... I knew you would say something like this. You still must be thinking that he loves you and he is good and all, and you will wait for him till your last breath. Fine do as you want, I won't say anything," he said coldly, lifting his guitar in his hand.

"What do you know about me huh? We have just met and you are judging me like this. You don't know anything about love," I frowned, bringing my brows together. I was shouting but he remained silent and continued wiping his guitar with a piece of cloth.

"Now don't behave like a jerk, I am saying something."

"You are saying I don't know anything about love, now who is judging?" he said without looking at me. He was still busy cleaning his guitar.

It hit me, I repeated my sentence in my mind again. Yes, I just judged him. Before I was going to say something, he said, "Similarly like this, you are just watching Zac's fault and you are cursing your life but you aren't recognizing your own faults."

"Fault? Yes, it's all my fault, right? I loved him with my all heart but he didn't. So being loyal in love is a fault. Wow."

He smiled. "You will get it soon, for now just go and take a bath. I can't bear that smell anymore." He stood up and just like that he left the room. I was sitting, trying to figure out what he was trying to say.

I was now in his bathroom taking shower, I had come in but I didn't think that I don't have any other clothes to wear. Thinking his words, my mind was going haywire.

"Hey, are you there? I don't have any clothes." I called out from the bathroom waiting for his response.

"I don't have any problem," he replied.

"You are insane, gross." I scowled. I was also afraid. What if he tries to do something wrong. I was so stupid to use his bathroom. I don't even know him. I tried to sound as confident as I can. Because form life I have learned one thing.

Don't show you are afraid of them who wants to see you afraid.

"Chill, show me your hands," he said standing outside.

"What do you mean?" I asked shocked.

"I am giving you some of my clothes, just take them. I am facing back, I won't see anything."

I opened the door and stretched my hand outside slowly. He was facing opposite side. I felt good. He was loyal to his words. I took the clothes from his hand and shut the door with a quick force. He gave me his T-shirt and a short. I washed my clothes and squeezed them so tight that it now had creases. I had to dry my clothes as soon as possible. I switched on the fan and sat down on the bed so my hair gets dry too. I realized that I didn't cry a bit today. Mason and all the things which happened helped my mind to be away from his memories. Maybe the situation isn't so miserable as much I am making it. Perhaps this is my fault that Mason was talking about. Should I talk to him? But he's so strange. He's like a riddle and I would like to know him more before saying anything.

I stood up and slowly crept to the door, peeked out. The things I watched next blew my mind. His house was so big and beautiful. I'd only seen something like it in the glossy pages of magazines. Everything looked sleek and modern. Expensive paintings were strategically placed on milky white walls and a huge TV set sat with an expensive gaming set. Furnished house and tiled floors. Having a big house in New York wasn't so easy. He must be so rich. I tiptoed my way out of the room. My breath caught in my throat as I saw Mason standing at a distance from me. He was just in a towel, brushing his wet hair with his hands. I quickly placed my hands on my eyes. The hot figure which my eyes just saw was still painted inside my brain. He was so hot. V-shaped body and broad biceps. He was totally looking like a sex god.

He laughed. "Do you need anything? And don't be shy, I am not naked," he said in a mocking tone.

"Yes, but you are half naked. Go and put on some clothes, you idiot." I said with my eyes still closed.

"Looking good in my clothes huh!" I heard his sound coming close, foots waking towards me. What is he doing?

"What are you doing? Don't come near me while you are just a towel away from being naked." I scowled. I was nervous. What if his towel fall down while he is acting smart? That situation will be so awkward. Eww.

"Don't scream. My room is that way. Do you want me to wear clothes or not?" I felt him standing close to me. My ears could feel his warm breath on my face.

I stepped back slowly, taking care of my foot. So, that I don't fall down. "Just go you moron! Are you waiting for your towel to go down?"

"Hey relax, am going." he said and I took a sigh of relief when suddenly a shiver ran down my spine when a warm breath nuzzles inside my ears "You look sexy in my clothes," he whispered.

I gasped in surprise and eventually, my hands got down from my eyes. I looked at him making my eyes huge, he just smiled and left.

What is he??

I didn't know how to react. It was so sudden for my ears. My mind was still processing those words. I should just leave now. What am I doing? I am alone and I am willing to tell the most important thing in my life to a stranger. I don't understand all this but my heart needs someone to make me feel good. I want someone to stop me thinking about him and then feeling miserable. This situation flummoxes my mind. I ran inside the room and started to change into my own clothes. They were still wet but I didn't care. I grabbed my clutch and now I was ready to leave.

"Hey, where are you running like this?" he stopped my way and questioned me with a surprised expression on his face.

"To my home. It's late I should go before my mom doubts." I tried to reply as calmly as I could.

"She will definitely doubt you if she notices your clothes and hair wet," he folded his arms and pointed at my clothes with his eyes.

"I don't know. I just want to leave. I am not feeling right," I said frustrated keeping my eyes close. I tried to ignore all the problems. I didn't want to face any of them. My mind was not helping mt at all.

"OK, calm down. Let's go I will drop you," he grabbed his jacket and wore it whilst flexing his arms.

"No, I will manage it. You don't have to---"

"Just stop right there. You don't even know the way from my house. So know no buts and excuses," he kept his finger on my lips, stopping me to talk. I was surprised and I just managed to see his face with my huge eyes. He walked towards the catchall, took his keys and gestured me to follow him to his car. I sighed and followed him back. I was amazed when I saw his car. It was white color Audi S5. I don't know how much rich he is. I marked my GPS on his phone and saved his GPS on my phone just in case. I was quiet, admiring the view outside the window.

"How long you both were in a relationship?" he asked breaking the silence. I was surprised by his question. Why he wants to know that!

"Ten months," I replied in a soft voice.

"How strange is it that we end up loving a person so much in just a few time but we don't learn to love ourselves after spending half of our life," he stated keeping his eyes on the road.

"Everybody love themselves," I smug and fall back on the seat.

"If you do then accept that he had left you and you don't need him to make you happy. You were enjoying your life before too right! So will you please think about it?" he slowed down the car speed and looked at me with bright eyes. His forehead creased with lines of care. He really wanted to help me. I was bewildered by his words. He doesn't even know me then why he is being so good? His eyes were fixed on me waiting for my answer. I didn't utter a word. I just gave him a simple nod. He smiled and continued to drive his car. Soon we reached my home and I asked him to stop the car at a distance. My mom would be at home till now and I didn't want more problems. I opened my seatbelt and tried to open the door but it was stuck. I give it several jerks but it didn't move a bit. Suddenly Mason stretched his hand over my me, almost touching my body. I tried to stick back at the seat, and he opened the door in one click. 

Perfect now you can't even open a door, Veronica.

I gave him an embarrassed smile and jumped out of the car. I started walking towards my home but then my foot conked. I turned back and walked towards his car then bent down so I could see his face, "Thank you, Mason, for all the things you did today for helping me." he didn't say anything but just gave me a huge smile. I smiled back and started to leave when he called out me "Hey, listen" he didn't even know my name. I just realize that after doing all talks I didn't even tell my name. 

"Thank you for eating my gross food. I know how it tasted but you didn't even let me knew about it. You are really strong than you think you are." I was surprised. Oh god, he knew all of it. He's too smart than I thought. I felt awkward and good at the same time. I think I felt good more.

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