AMANDA'S POV

I took his hand and put it on my waist while I placed them around my neck "Is this fine? you can sing a slow song now "

"No this is not fine", he separated himself instinctively "I am supposed to ask you for a dance and escort you to the dance floor "

"b-but where's the floor", I shrugged looking around.

"We can imagine there's an amazing dance floor there", he pointed towards the vacant ground which was closer to the campfire.

"Fine, let's go to that beautiful floor", I crooked my elbow into his and we marched along.

"So what song do you want me to sing; your highness ", he winked at me. Memories of Mr. Linley's party flushed through my mind. How a little peck on my lip got me wondering for days, how it felt different in a good way of course, and how we never uttered or reacted anything about it from the other day.

"Anything, my king ", I laughed out loud, he reciprocated my laughter with his.

He put his right hand on my left hip side, his left hand gently grasped my right hand and he held it up about shoulder level.

'If our love was a fairy tale
I would charge in and rescue you'

"no you got to be kidding me, this is one of my favorites. Oh My God", My eyes twinkled with joy. My left arm was generally placed on his shoulder as per the traditional couple dance condition.

'On a yacht, baby, we would sail
To an island where we'd say I do'

He sang really nicely, keeping in mind the high and low pitched tones. Our arms stayed in place while we swayed our feet in sync with each other.

'And if we had babies they would look like you
It'd be so beautiful if that came true'

He subtly pushed my right hand leaving the choice of the direction on me so I moved towards the left side. I later lead him to a new direction and continue to turn in a box-like shape so that we kept slow dancing while keeping things interesting.

'You don't even know how very special you are'

We both sang together loudly, this was supposed to be my favorite song so when it was sung by him it was harder for me to control my bathroom singer type of emotions.

'You leave me breathless
You're everything good in my life'

Mr. Reynolds moved his right foot backward, so I moved my left foot forward complimenting his move. I never knew this could turn out to be such an amazing dance. All I expected was that we'd either run over each other's feet or fall on each other. This was unexpected and delightful.

'You leave me breathless
I still can't believe that you're mine '

He opened his arms signaling me to twirl while he kept singing.

'And if our love was a storybook
We would meet on the very first page
The last chapter would be about
How I'm thankful for the life we've made '

This time I was the one who led the song, I sang it smiling and then recollected that I missed out a line but since this wasn't any singing competition it did no harm.

'And if we had babies they would have your eyes
I would fall deeper watching you give life.'

Mr. Reynolds took charge over this line which definitely had a certain great impact on me, I really wished upon my future husband to sing this line to me but for this instance, I wanted to kiss him, he looked straight in my eyes but then he was drunk so I couldn't take advantage over him so I lowered my gaze.

'You don't even know how very special you are You leave me breathless'

I completed the song, singing the very last lines. Mr. Reynolds looked at me and then asked, "One more dance?"

I laughed on his face "No way, you are going to regret this when you come back in your senses tomorrow ", I turned towards him "But you can thank me for the dance eh "

He came extremely close to me and removed the pins out of my hairs making them loose and open "You look better now ", he winked at me. It felt like I was living some college camp experience in which Mr. Reynolds played the bad attractive playboy.

He looked at me in my eyes "What? I am not going to dance anymore "

"I didn't ask for a dance though ", He replied.

"Then what does this look mean which you are giving me right now ", I interrogated.

"Nothing, I'm just gazing over "

"maybe we could gaze at the stars and moon together instead ", I turned his attention away from me because clearly he was attracted to me after having a whole bottle of rum and I was attracted too without even drinking the whole of the bottle so I tried to act against the law of this temporary attraction.

I lied on the ground facing the sky. Mr. Reynolds laid directly next to me, our arms almost touching. We could feel our bodies warmth.

"Do you see that big star there ", he pointed towards the biggest star in the constellation.

"Which one from those thousand ones ?", I felt confused.

He turned my head towards the biggest one which beamed the most " I get it, that one ", I had less idea about the star he was talking about but I reacted that I knew.

"Miss Waters, have you heard about one famous saying?" he questioned

"Go ahead", I nodded.

"That could be my mom. The one whose beaming the most, she may be smiling at me from the other side. Do you believe in this myth that people become stars when they die? ", I could now look at the emotional side of him.

"I do, Mr. Reynolds. Our loved ones follow us wherever we go because they care for us even from the other side but there's no one who is alone in this entire world. God always makes sure to bless us with someone's presence when you feel the other one's absence ", I tried consoling him whilst catching his hand tightly. I could feel him crying but he didn't actually shed any tear.

He rubbed my hand which was intertwined with his "You are an amazing woman Miss Waters, I hope" he paused "oh look there's a shooting star", he cut his sentence and changed the topic.

"Let's make a wish then", I didn't redirect him to the topic again and closed my eyes to make a wish. I cornered my eyes to see what he was doing, he looked towards the sky very passionately. He caught me inquiring on him so I closed my eyes instinctively.

"Hey Lord! please help Mr. Reynolds to unwrap the knot he has been tied in with life, guide him to the perfect path and make his life less complicated ", I looked upon the shooting star " Oh and yes guide us home safely too "

"What did you wish?", I interrogated.

"I wished that ", he came close to me and directed his lips towards my ears "That....." he paused "I will not tell you, It's a secret ", he started to laugh ceaselessly.

"Oh, this is so funny. I actually forgot to laugh, HA HA HA ", I mimicked him.

He regained his original lying position and replied "we aren't supposed to tell our wishes, it's between us and the creator "

"Oh that's what a student from third grade believes in ", I tried not to be rude but then I was alarmed by the fact that I was acting like him. "So tell me the best moment of your life ", I covered up for my rude behavior.

He sided up towards me resting his body on the right side "It was basically when I was 10 and we all went on a family trip to Paris, My elder brother Ryan helped me overcome all my phobias. We did paragliding, scuba diving and etc but then ", he paused.

My mind was blown by the fact that Mr. Reynolds was not the only child. "Then, what? " I questioned out of curiosity.

"I lost him , we all lost him. We all were river crafting then there was this huge storm ", he extended his arms to show how big the storm actually was, "he got carried away and he never returned. We did our best to find him but couldn't find any clue about him, I um "

"Yeah you do miss him ", I continued his sentence. "okay, my turn ", ask me anything and I agree to reply it as honestly as I can.

He gawked at me for a while. His blue eyes looking as mysterious as ever . "Have you ever been kissed ?", he looked in my eyes then his eyeballs traveled towards my lips.

"Um.. yes of course", I uplifted my body to sit, he did the same eventually. I tried to divert my attention by looking at the moon. He came extremely close to me, our bodies almost touching. He segregated the baby hair on my face by placing them behind my ears.

"You are beautiful, Miss Waters ", He smiled at me . I could now feel his breadth, our nose almost touched, his eyes demanded to look at them forever and I didn't even want to object at this demand.

His hands were on either side of my head rubbing off the unwanted baby hair. His lips were inches away so I whispered "for real?", he gave me a small peck on my lips showing his desperation for doing the same.

"I-uh ", I was stopped as Mr. Reynolds gently placed his lips over mine softly asking me permission. I reciprocated the action signaling him a yes.

His left hand rested on my lower neck whilst his right hand traveled behind my back and also ventured in the hair land charging me up romantically. He slowly and gently applied pressure on lips with his. I kept my lips soft and slightly parted.

He kept placing small kisses on my lips, his hand lightly rested on my chest. I slowly moved my hands and rested them on the side of his shoulders which as a result made us come extremely close to each other. Our bodies touched in an intimate way which turned him on, he started to unbutton his shirt. He didn't remove it completely but kept it open.

His lips rested on mine again encountering my tongue which collided roughly in the beginning but then was at ease, his hands kept doing movements up and down my spine. After like 10 seconds, I pulled apart. "Maybe we should stop ", I kind of enjoyed and regretted the whole kissing thing. I couldn't pick one side.

"We should ", he stood up and pulled me towards him whilst he walked crookedly towards the hut. I held him through his waist.

"Maybe you are going to regret this in the morning ", I uttered in a low tone.

"Did you say something ?"

"Well! Nothing, what do we have Mr. Reynolds ?", I questioned back.

"I don't know, I don't want to ", he lied on the ground next to me resting his right hand on my body. "You're my cute teddy bear ", he whispered before falling back to sleep.

I looked towards the strawed ceilings for a while and thought about the unimaginable things like developing affection towards this man. I just wished that things fall back for Mr. Reynold's how it was when he enjoyed life. I wished I could glue up all the broken pieces in his life and make it right again but somethings are destined to be how they really are. That's what God has planned for us and that's what we shouldn't question about. I closed my eyes after gazing at the man who was completely cuddling me.

"What the actual fuck ", I heard Mr. Reynolds shrieking in my ears. I opened my eyes whilst rubbing them to get a clear picture of the scene. I tried moving away but I realized that my hairs were interlocked with the third button of Mr. Reynold's shirt.

I punched him in his stomach lightly "stop moving, you're hurting me and next time use appropriate words in the morning which could make someone's day rather than the cussed ones."

" How is my morning suppose to be nice when I woke up with you, well precisely " he cleared his throat ", my body was on yours and I am half-naked, what is that suppose to mean Miss Waters ", he was exasperated.

I tried unlocking my hair from his shirt first, I continued doing it for a while but couldn't find any accurate result. The more I tried, the more complicated the knot resulted in. "Will you mind Mr. Reynolds if I just break the third button of your shirt ?"

He pulled off the button himself " Why would I mind being freed ?", his rhetorical questions were infuriating my cool-nerves all the time.

"Coming to the topic, what happened exactly last night ? ", he furrowed his brows. I kept silent for a while knowing about the apprehensive consequences. "Wait! Did you take advantage of me", he buttoned his shirts surrounded by anxiousness all over his face "specifically, did you rape me when I was out of my senses ?"

"What the fuck ", I tried avoiding the cuss language "Come on Mr. Reynolds, why would I want to break my virginity with you. "

"You say it like I'm substandard", he completed buttoning himself, the third button's place showed some amount of his skin.

"You were uncontrollable yesterday, you should thank me for protecting you", I wondered for a while that I should tell him about our kiss or not.

"Oh you protected me whilst kissing me ", he broke the silence

"Excuse me, you kissed me ", I disagreed by cutting his sentence.

"I was out of my senses, you should've stopped me but maybe you wanted to be kissed too ", he acted like a complete douche-bag.

I stepped backward " I drank some too, my head was heavy. Maybe my emotions drifted with the flow, you can't blame me, in fact, I am supposed to blame you", I pouted.

"What happened after we came in the hut, did we do anything ?", he sounded curious "DAMN! I don't remember anything after we came here ."

"Anything ?", I repeated the word.

"You know what I mean, did we fuck each other?', he sounded obvious now.

"Of course yes ", I provoked but then cleared up " No we did not, Last night never happened, can we agree to that ?", I waited for a positive reply.

" It never did but you are a bad kisser", he chaffed.

"Oh shut up Mr. Reynolds, I wasn't much impressed by your kissing skills too ", I offended but never meant anything that I said. Mr. Reynold's kiss was deep, passionate, and amazing.

He came closer " I know you don't mean it, let's keep going before James hunt us down. ", he changed the topic.

I dusted myself, tied my hair into a bun by strangling by lower hair towards the middle ones, I had no clip or band so I had to adjust. "Where do we head ", I walked beside Mr. Reynolds pointing towards the ways.

"We should walk towards the right way "

"I think left would be appropriate ", I disagreed.

"R-I-G-H-T ", he exaggerated every word of it.

"L-E-F-T ", I did the same thing keeping my opinion.

"Its either right or we just part our ways . ", he sounded rude and bossy which was basically his nature.

"Fine! I'll go left .", I wanted to prove him wrong because he certainly was.

"I'll call you when I reach home safely ", he smirked "Oh no, they broke the phone you got from your first salary", he was back to being sarcastic obviously.

"I'll give you a signal whilst looking at the moon, you love it right?", I completely covered my mouth after saying it. I was guilty as I didn't really mean to bring things from his past.

Mr. Reynold's completely ignored the words which felt out of my mouth considering them irrelevant, maybe he was affected but he chose not to showcase it. "I apologize", I shouted expecting no answer from this stubborn creature. He kept walking towards the right side without even turning behind.

I focused my attention on the left, recited my prayer, and marched.

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Note: Considering the point that Aaron is drunk, he's behaving a bit kiddish.

The rum belongs to old times so it has much more effective then any fresh one could ever have which is one of the reasons he behaves like a lunatic.