SS Once Upon a Time Thread II CH9/10 Updated!!! Pg 122/127 (11th July)

Hola Hola...Everyone...Welcome to the official 2nd thread of ONCE...You guys made this happen and I am glad..I am here...reinstates my sense of confidence..as a growing writer...I know I've made you guys wait a while for this..so without further adieu and after some thanks you...I will give you the update in the next post..

Here you go peeps!!!

A moment alone...now What do I do...

Tell you I liked you from before...or explore the new??

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Uh..Umm...Sorry what??? I couldn't believe what he just said.Was he for real??

Get in the car...U can crash at my place tonight, as is you will have to be there early tomorrow.He said with the straightest of faces, lacking any emotions that would make my heart jump.

Why early?

Cos I have a shoot and I need to drive down to San Diego. And if I am not mistaken you are to cover me, take interviews and get your gig at the magazine..he said with lazy ease, his head leaning down to have a good look at me through the window.

I instinctively adjust my dress, hoping nothing was exposed for his eyes at such a low angle..

He shakes his head at my reaction and smirks

Don't worry I am not looking he adds...I didn't catch your Lilac Panty..

WHAT...I instantly squish my legs together and walk away from the car. Hell I am embarassed.My cheeks are heating up and I cant help but blush with deep rooted awkwardness. How the hell did he know...I cant figure that out..I doubt he can actually see it from that angle...

Did I guess right?? I hear him say from the back...

I turn and there he is, leaning on the hood of the car, looking all sly and sleek, with his signature smirk...

I uh..HUH?? What you guessed??? I cant believe he guessed...how the hell???

DUH...Do you think I went about sneaking under your skirts?? Na eh, not something I do.. He raises his eybrow and continues to smirk...Looks like he is having fun with it...

SO you guessed...OMG...For a second I thought...

You thought I had a peak at it, sitting in my car huh...O come on...do u think I am no gentleman??? He feigned hurt.

Uh no..NO ..I uh I mean yes...I am sorry...OMG what is happening...and why the hell are we discussing the color of my lingerie??? I want to hide behind a rock at this point, I cant stand in front of this guy, his gaze is making me squirm..

Relax Zoya...All good...Its obvious...so I said it...He shrugs,nonchalant...least bothered at my diminishing state...

ITS OBVIOUS?? What does that mean??? I honestly don't know what that means...

Well girls like to match or compliment their outfits...you seem like the girl that would match...

I seem like to girl that would match?? Now what does that mean?? I am literally shocked by his explainations..

Eh...Don't wanna get into it now..please get into the car, its getting dark and I need to head back.I have a call to attend in the next hour..

I am too flustered to argue..I am still reeling in his words as I manage to sit back in the car and shut the door.

He takes up his seat as well and off we go to his house...God DAMN it...I am spending the night at his place...Now when have I dreamt about that before???

We drive in silence. He is on the phone, talking to supposedly his PR about some music album, yata yata yata...I am just sitting there trying my hardest not to stare at his bulging muscles and his jaw clenching and unclenching as he continues to talk. With his Ray-Ban Aviators on and his hair set back in a clean swoop, every feature of his face is on display and boy what a display I must say.

He says good bye and I literally scurry to look elsewhere...

Done..he says..

What?? I ask

Made reservations for you to stay in San Diego for the night tomorrow.

WHAT?? OMG were you really serious?? Are we really going to San Diego tomorrow...

Yes..we are, he continues to drive with precision, passing cars on the side and swooping through the highway.I am just too stumped to enjoy his driving skills...

Uh...What should I say?? I dunno...

Its my home town I blurt out...

Mine too he says... Duh I know that I think in my head...

So

So??? He looks at me for a second and he is back at looking on the road...

I don't need a hotel room... My parents live there...

Hmm...It would be best if you stay in the hotel...cos we are actually gonna be at the outskirts of the city. There's this Estate we plan to shoot at..Just a Cologne commercial..And I doubt you'll have enough time to get into the city...

OH...I thought you weren't working this week...

I am not..just a favor for a an old friend..

Shooting a commercial??? Who the hell is your old friend??

Dolce and Gabanna.

OH...I have nothing to say...what is he...how popular is he..I need to find out...I feel stupid to be stuck in my teenage ideas about him when clearly there's a lot to him, a lot a lot that I have no clue about..

I stay quiet for the next 15 minutes and we are finally at his place...

He escorts me out of the car like he has been doing all through the day, like a true gentleman and asks me to follow him.

It's already 7pm and my tummy is growling. This dress no doubt is lovely but it's making it impossible for me to breathe. I cant help but be a little whiny, thinking about the fact that I will have to sleep in it.Aaah how I miss my pajamas rite now..

I sigh and stand where I am put not sure what to do next..His dogs..Eva and Titan approach me from a distance.Wait not me him.. They approach him, he leans down and lets them lick him,show him their love and get it all out of their system. He plays with them for a bit, tells them to fetch and finally breaks out. Now the dogs notice me and I get the same treatment...and I am only glad to receive it..

It's really strange how much they like you..I mean they haven't liked any of my girlfriends. Hell Eva literally tore one's dress apart when she tried to kiss me...Realizing what he had just said he rephrased...What I mean to say is that they are very picky with the girls that come around the house.

He walks away saying that, as if he is embarrassed. I just stand there not knowing what to do and gloating in the fact that he compared me with his girlfriends?? Was there a potential...I almost want to jump at that idea...stupid teenage me...she surely has a hold on my rationality!

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I dont know what's gotten into me...I invite her to stay the night, I joke with her about her lingerie and now I am comparing her to my girlfriends. I have truly lost my senses..Heck I need a bath..

I get into my comfy clothes after the bath and walk downstairs to the kitchen.

And I see her..There she is, looking breathtakingly pretty in that dress, playing with the dogs, not bothering about her manicured nails, or her million dollar dress... I like that, her rawness, the easy going, carefree attitude. I've haven't seen that in the people I hang out with. Guys I know are all about the chicks, cars and boos.Girls on the other hand worry only about their physical appearance...I am guilty for it aswell. I guess it's the business; you are bound to get a little vain.

I continue to descend down the stairs, Zoya completely unaware of me, something that I like. Her distraction allows me to observe her, really observe her, and whatever I see, I wanna have..

Wo.. where did that come from...I push that thought aside and climb down the rest of the stairs..

I see her fidgeting with her dress and it hits me.She has no spare, what is she going to wear.I bet that dress would be a pain to keep on for so long..Maybe I should get it off of her and verify if I was right?? If she indeed is wearing something purple underneath...

WOW...my thoughts are running astray today...I need to get a grip on them.

Hey I manage to say, hoping a conversation with her would keep my dirty thoughts at bay...I blame a month of celibacy for that.

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I was starting to get uncomfortable in my dress, especially after having a heavy luxuriously delicious dinner, his personal chef served us.Now I have no room left to breathe and damn I have to sleep in it

I fidget with it as we wait for the crme Brule to be served. Looks like he is not on his diet tonight.

He is looking at me funny, like he is thinking about something relating me. I wanna know, its making me conscious

Anything wrong???

Nope...I was just looking at you fidgeting with your clothes...Guess your not comfy in them..

Umm...Ya...Its getting too tight...esp after I ate so much...

He laughs...he laughs at me...

I cant help but make my hurt puppy dog face..

Hey I am sorry..I wasn't laughing at you...I am just amazed at how much you eat..and still maintain that...he gestures to all of me...

I blush a little...

I don't remember the last time I have seen a girl eat so happily, not worrying about calories and carbs... I like that...its refresheing...Everyone from my high school girlfriend till my last one...my mother and my sister, my teams gals..everyone..is always on a diet.Heck it makes it easier for me to eat right...but sometimes it gets boring. Sometime I crave junk, some sugar and some carbs.. My High school girlfriend..

Kiara...I blurt out before I can stop myself...

Yes Kiara,,,wait how do you know that???

He looks at me trying to remember something, or maybe waiting for an answer I can't tell...I am too embarrassed at the slip of my tongue...How am I gonna get me out of this now..There's nowhere in hell Ima gonna tell him I was in his highschool..that I have seen him hang out with her all the time...and what I had caught them doing behind the bleachers on the 16^th of February on that rainy afternoon..NOPE NOPE NOPE..not a chance..

I falter at my excuse but somehow he saves the day..

Aaah google...how can I forget...my life is public property...

He seems to get a little low for a moment but is quick to bounce back..

You know what. I'll grab you a spare tee and Pj's...and you should be good for the night and tomorrow we can drop by your place quick and grab your stuff, what say...

I nod..I just nod..

He grabs his dish and rinses it and puts it in the dishwasher. Now that's domestic I think.

He starts walking and I blurt..

No Pj's I shout..

What???

No pj's what the hell am I sayin...do I even know???

Ok...just a teeshirt then??? He is confused...way beyond confused..

uH no...you see...you're like 6 feet tall...and I am like 5'4" It will be too long..your Pj's ..and I will surely stumble and fall at night..so...maybe something shorter???

Oh...O Ok...sure...I'll see what I can do...

He shakes his head and walks out...I am yet another level of embarrassed in a day filled with embarrassment.

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I cant believe she is wearing my clothes..She is wearing my frigging boxers with my fav grey tee..Now when has that happened??? When has a girl wore my clothes...

NEVER...

I just wished her goodnight after I showed her the room where she changed into my clothes. She came out in my boxers and tee looking breathtaking, seeking some water to keep by her bedside, to which I complied. But I wish she hadn't come out, cos now I cant get that image out of my head. I gave her the water and walked back to my room trying to collect the chaos that was happening in my head..It was like a sting of notes not willing to fall together to create a symphony. I was torn, I was confused and over all..I was frustrated. Knowing nothing better to do..I decided to walk up to my studio and work on my song.

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Day 2...

A date with the rockstar X

Rocker and a gentleman XX

More than just music and good looks..XXX

Damn it I cant write...I have of day full of interview bits that I need to put on paper, but I cant seem to get my bearings right. I have too much going on in my head, and the biggest block...is the clothes I am wearing. They smell of him, they smell too much of him. Its intoxicating me, making me break into giddy hives...I feel like he is so close to me..caresseing me...seducing me with his smell...Its strange, even a freshly washed piece of clothing still manages to smell like him. Fresh, musky and pungent. I instinctively inhale the scent from his shirt, just as the clouds rumble.

Its going to rain.

I love rain.

Forgetting the task at hand knowing very well it wasn't to happen tonight I step out of the huge balcony of the room. I stand out and right in front of me is the pool,lit by the romantic haze of the pot lights illuminating the way.

And then I see him...sitting on the lounge chairs...shirtless and with his guitar.

His dogs are keeping him company laying by his feet, enjoying the rhythm of his strumming..

The clouds rumble again, but he doesn't move. He is too into his music..

And then I hear him sing...

For the second time...

And I know...why I felt what I felt for him...back in the day...and even today...

His voice is like heavnly nector...a seduction device that would have you at a hum...

Its deep, its potent...its melodious...It has the power to move you...to make you fall in love..to surrender...

The strumming of the guitar...adds to the depth of his voice, making it more layered and sensual..

I've waited a long time...Looking for you...

I met many...But no one was you...

You are the destiny...I want to be written for me...

You are the melody...I wanna strum...

For today til eternity..

Bring me back to life..Make me believe..

I have waited too long for you..Come be mine...set me free...

I am hypnotized by the song...by is voice and the music...and the weather...It seems like a set up to woo me...to make me fall for him once again...Not as a teenager...but as a grown adult...pining for the one she always dreamt of..

His song changes my emotions. And as the first rain drop falls on the tip of my nose...I accept that this is more than a crush...

He stays there...unaffected by the rain...instead. It adds to his fire...He continues to strum...and the rain continues to pour both in complete sync with each other...I stand there...on the balcony. Trapped in the rapture of his being..

I don't care if I am soaked till the bone by the rain. I just imitate his state...I am just stuck on him.

Finally the thunder hits...and he hits the last string. I stand and stare..

He puts the guitar on the side and stands up.His dogs are long gone...

Shirtless and soaking wet, unaffected and dazed by the moment...he walks by the pool. Hands in his sweats...he looks up and drinks the mood of the rain...He seeks his inspiration...his solace and his calm..

He smiles...and I smile...

Its like I am connected to his emotions...

Slowly he opens his eyes and he catches me staring..

I don't know what to do...he has my gaze arrested. I am caught and I cant run..I can only face the music and face him..

I do just that...

His eyes burn my soul...they are so intense..They continue to stare...giving nothing away...Under the rain...I feel like I am burning up...He seems to be deciphering something, trying to figure something out..I know cos his brows squint in thought...

But then that's gone and here comes his smirk..

He smiles at me...and says..

Care to join me???

Doing what?? I ask...

Enjoy the rain??

I already am..

Nah its different...being under the open sky..

I am under the open sky...

Wide open sky..nowhere to run...no excuses...just surrendering to the magic of the moment...releasing your turmoil's and washing them off...

Hmmm sounds tempting...

I make offers you cant refuse..

What If I do..

It will be your loss,...and mine..he adds...in a whiper..

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I wait for her...as she agrees to meet me by the pool...Something has gotten over me...and its too good a moment for me to reject it..

I wanna let it go and see..where it all leads to...Tonight I have no inhibitions...Tonight..only if temporary...this rain has washed off my past..my hesitations and my nagging..thoughts...In this moment...I just am loving just being..

I see her by the end of the illuminated pathway...and I can't help but smile. It feel surreal, like an image out of an old classic movie..

I stand there...and extend my hand. Inviting her to get closer...and she does...slowly and hesitantly...but she does...

She is soaking wet, my tee-shirt hugs her curves..I wish that would be me...I shake my head and smile...

Damn my thoughts...they have never been so awry. Ever!!

She looks at my hand and resists...So I grab her by the waist and pull her close..

I feel like a dance...I say..as she questions me with those bambi eyes...

Yes In the rain without music...I answer. Before she asks me the next question...I know what she is to ask..cos I can see it in her expressions...

May I ...

She nods...and I swing her around...effortlessly...without the power of music...but with the power of imagination...

My mother's...efforts are reflected in the way I sway her around. She taught me to dance when I was young...hence my skill set...

She is a good follower...but I know better...she has it in her to lead...

She laughs as I dip her...just like a grand finish..I laugh along..

I feel light...and rested...I feel alive..and peacefull...And I cant deny the voice inside me..saying...Its because of her.

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