I was so shocked and  stunned, that I didn't make any effort to shove him or request him to  get off me. He stayed like that hovering over me, holding me captive  with his body. But strangely I didn't feel panicked maybe because he  wasn't pushing me down with his body. There was no indecency in his  touch. The way he held my hand, was like he just wanted to make sure  that I didn't hurt him. The way his legs locked my knees in place it was  just to make sure I don't hit him in the wrong places. He looked  equally shocked mirrioring my reaction.

"Hello, can you speak or  are you dumb?" he seemed to adjust is vision and all I could do was to  look at him mesmerized. He was looking ridiculously hot and powerful.  His eyes were prenetrating. His golden hair glowed like sunshine. He was  the most goodlooking guy i have ever laid my eyes on.

"Are you a psycho?" he  was frowning further assessing me. "What's your name?" he seemed to lean  towards my face when he asked. His minty breath brushed my lips making  them quiver for some reason. I couldn't help but to drag my gaze towards  his full formed lips. I have never felt these kind of sensation before  with anybody. The boy was doing something on me. He was definately  having certain power over me.

"You can gaze all day if  you want to sweetheart, because I know you like what you see", his eyes  become playful and now he was looking at me as if some realization has  drawn to him. "but what's your name?".

"umm.." I tucked my lips inside my mouth.

"What kind of a name is  that?" he looked at me frwoning. Then he released my hands and braced  himself pulling his body up but still hovering. Gosh, the guy has strong  arms, I admired shamelessly.

"So "Umm" what are you here for?"

"My name is not umm", I quickly tell him before embarrassing myself further.

"So 'Umm' talks", his lips formed a grin that spread across entire face. Two sexy dimples appeared that took my breath way.

What is he? A Model?  Umm.. Son of a Movie Star probably or Movie Star? I wondered. He looks  so yummy, 'Yummy'? now where did that come from? This boy is driving me  crazy. It was time to recover Kate.

I tried to get up with  the help of my elbow but the action made my nose hit directly with his. I  was about to fall on the ground and bang my head this time but when my  head hit the ground his palm cushioned it. I didn't know that i can be  so sensitive towards someone's touch. I could feel each of his fingers  digging into my scalp.

The moment I opened my  eyes, which momentarily got closes due to the impact I saw something  flicker in his eyes. I couldnt comprehend what it was. My voice came  back all of the sudeen and I realize i was speaking to him. "Ka..te. My  name is Kate".

The way he was watched  me was unnerving. He must be of my age or at the most a year older to my  seventeen. But the way he looks, it was very intimidating and belly  flattering. I could feel butterflies errupting inside my stomach.

"Umm, would you like to  get up from me please?" i said huskily and immidiately regrated. What's  wrong with my voice? Why am I sounding so husky suddenly?

He smiled at first  finding me uncomfortable but then that's when realization drowned to him  and over position hit him. He turned to check his leg that was  gorgeously resting over mine. He quickly removed it from mine and held  my hand to pull me up along with him. Luckily I didn't wobble when he  steadied me.

"Luke Carter", he was  shook my hand. I realized I was still holding his. My cheeks heated up  turning me red. Embarrassed I gave him a shy smile, "Kath Stone, your  new neighbor".

"Oh I see. I saw you with your boyfriend".

Looked at him puzzled.  "I don't have a boyfriend". My statement was almost immidate. I dont  know why i thought of clarifying myself but i wanted to. I dont wnat him  to think that i have a boyfriend and who the hell is he talking about.  Must be Dareen...damn.

He raised his eyebrows.  So what were you doing with Dareen? He isn't known to do casual  friendship unless he is fucking the girl. Not in my knowledge". He  crossed his arms watching my every reaction.

"Excuse me? What did you  just say? Did you use the F word?" Aww the whole admiration has gone  into drain now. How can he talk to me like this? We don't know each  other...hell we just met few minutes back not even an hour.

"Yes I did", he said as the matter of fact shrugging his shoulders.

He is a cow, I  immediately judged. Do I look like someone so easy to pick? Agited with  myself and him i spatted, "Well Mr Carter, I am sorry to disappoint you  but I am not his 'girlfriend'", I quote. I met him in the bus and we  just talked.

"Just talked?" he burst out laughing holding his tummy. Why is his boy unnerving me?

"He doesn't do talking Miss Stone, he fucks".

Now this is too much, he  just cannot judge me like this "What if he does? What has it got to do  with me? What if I am sleeping with him? What's your fucking problem?" I  covered my mouth immediately with my hand realizing I have used the F  word. God this boy is worse than Dareen. He knows how to push my  buttons, and the worst thing is he knows that. I can tell that from the  way he is smirking at me right now.

"You are so easy to mess with".

"Don't you dare Mr Carter", I spun around and picked up the knife and pointed towards him.

He held his hand as if surrendering. "Woah! Watch out babes".

"Kate, it's Kate".

"Wokey", he paused but  continued to smile "KaTE", he emphasized on the T". "Would you remove  this little weapon of yours, I am harmless I promise".

"You better behave yourself Mister", I said trying to scare him with the knife. But the next moment I felt it against my throat.

I gulped feeling the  pointed edge. "Or else what Miss?", he pinned my against the column.  Trust me when I say he didn't touch me. The only connection between us  what that knife, yet I stood paralyzed in front of him drowning in his  gaze. That one look from him, I was a goner. He looks so hot when  challenging. what the hell is the matter with me? I have holding me  captive pointing that knife and all i could think is how hot he looks.

I felt him slide the  knife down towards my neckline. My breathing became ragged. He stepped  closer still not touching, not an inch. But the energy radiated from  him, was turning me into a hot mess.

"You know Miss, you can  come to me to learn how to learn to handle knives, trust me I am pro.  Seeing how you are handling this I think one day you might hurt yourself  rather than hurting the attacker. You are so bad at protecting  yourself", his breath fanned my hair in the process.

I don't know whether I  am bad at protecting my ragging hormones or myself. I am super annoyed  with my teenage hormones at the moment. How can I be so affected with  this guy, who doesn't know how to talk to a girl?

"And trust me, KaTE,  don't you ever try to warn me. I have behaved exceptionally well with  you given that you came to my door step with this little weapon of  yours. If I wanted I could have complained about you to the police. But I  didn't".

The Air whooshed out  from my lungs. Oh my god. The guy was threatening me. I don't want to  spend the night in the lock up and he had valid reasons for complaining.  I was almost in tears when he looked down breaking the eye contact. I  took the opportunity to blink back as hard as possible. Suddenly I was  missing London, my close friends, and my old bedroom. No one has ever  threatened my like this. I hate this guy...period. Though it was my fault  but he could have atleast behaved properly with me. As if I would have  harmed him anyways. He is such a jerk.

He picked up the bowl  that I had brought to analyze. I was almost holding myself not to burst  out in tears gripping the column behind me.

"What is this for?" he questioned me still analyzing the thing.

"Sugar", I let out a  chocked word. I didn't have the energy left to form any sentence. My  voice flattered. I felt pathetic for being so stupid and vulnerable.

He immediately looked up and held my gaze. His face softened immediately and I know he saw the vulnerability.

He held my hand and placed the knife and made me grip it. "Wait here". He went inside the house with the bowl.

I released my breath I  didn't know I was holding. I turned to look at my house and some tear  formed. I wanted this to work. I want to live here for the rest of my  life. I have to be strong now that I am alone. The first encounter with  my neighbor turned out to be a disaster and only I am to be blamed for.  How will I be able to make my self-comfortable about this guy?

I brushed my tears  quickly hearing his footsteps. I turned to see him holding out the bowl  in front of me. "There you go Miss. Next time you want something don't  bring that weapon. I don't bite", he said crossing his arms.

I sucked a breath, "I am sorry Mr. Carter"...

"Luke", he siad softly.

"Ya Luke, I am really sorry I didn't mean to scare you", I say with a small voice unable to look at him.

"Trust me Kate, I am not scared".

"I know. I am just  stupid you know. This is new to me. The place, the situation everything  is just overwhelming. It is me who is scared", i say still unable to  look at him.

I sense him shifting and  I thought he might come and touch me. I gripped the knife tightly. But  then he just blew my tendrils with his breath. Startled I looked at him  with wide eyes. His lips were pouted and i was incapable of not to look  at them.

"You look cute when you cry".

"I...I am not crying".

"You were about to, when I went inside".

"I..."

"Look Kate, I don't know  what your preconceived notions are. But you be rest assured that I am  not going to touch you unless you want me to. That's a promise".

I should have been releaved to hear that but i felt disappointed. It hurt like hell. Did I actually wanted to be touched by him?

He went inside once  again and when he came out he got a marker along with him. At first I  thought he was going to take my hand, but then he picked up the knife  and scribbled something.

"Here", he handed over the knife to me. "This is my number, if you want something just give me a call".

I took the knife from  his hand and in the process my fingers brushed his. His skin felt warm  and my skin tingled. We locked our gaze for few seconds and then he did  it again, blew my hair from my forehead. It was strange. I have never  seen someone doing this. And to be honest I didn't mind.

"Thanks for the sugar. I didn't have time to go to grocery store to buy stuffs. I will give it back once I..."

"It's just a bowl of sugar, don't get worked up about it".

"Umm,  thanks Luke".

"You are welcome, KaTE".

I fiddled with the knife  for a moment then finally stepped out of his porch. I debated whether  to glance back or not because I knew he was still standing there and  watching me. My back was burning with his gaze. Finally I gave up and  turned. He was leaning on the same column, where he had pinned me. Then he  circled the column to hug it sideways and I swear I had goose bumped all  over my body. What will it be like to be hugged a guy like him.

I gave him a small smile  before entering my house and shut the door. He was still watching me I  know. Then I quickly went towards the window and peeped outside to check  what he was doing. I saw him making an imaginary gun and the shooting  himself with it. I couldn't help but to giggle.