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ll Cooking With Mr. Arrogant ll
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"Hello?" I muttered, picking up the phone trying to calm my nerves down.
"Where are you?" he asked, "actually don't reply, and wherever you are just get home. Now!" he barked from the other side.
I sighed, "Why?" I asked in a pissed tone.
"Stop asking questions. Just get your stupid little ass back to my apartment," he sounded pissed. I didn't understand why he was angry. I mean it's me who should be pissed since he's the one barking at me through the phone.
"Why?" I asked again, ignoring what he said, "And hold up, give my ass some respect, okay? It's not stupid nor is it little" I retort.
"But the way you carry it, it seems stupid and honey it is okay to admit you have a small ass" I could almost hear that stupid smirk playing on his lips.
My mouth formed a perfect 'O' shape. "Excuse me?" I snap, "I dare you to repeat that!"
He chuckled, "Babe, I would love to but seriously just get here. Your family and mine are coming over for dinner and we need to cook."
Really? For this he's calling me?
"My family knows I don't cook and if I do it's usually not for them" I say, "And about yours, well aren't you a billionaire? Hire a damn cook!"
I heard him sigh, "Don't you think if hiring a cook was an option I would have done so instead of wasting my precious time arguing with a little girl?"
I gasp, "You take that back. You take that back right now!" I shouted.
"Nope" he said popping the P.
"What nope?" I ask highly pissed and aggravated with him.
"Just come home Lilly Pad" he said softly.
My heart literally skipped a beat with that tone of his. It was the first time he spoke with such gentleness.
"Fine," I said defeated.
Hanging up, I turn to see to see two confused faces.
Oh dear lord. They heard everything.
"I have to go guys, my parents are coming and I need to cook" I say already feeling tired.
"YOU'RE MARRIED?" Both Ellie and Aaron asks together.
I was taken back with their reactions, Ellie looked confused and Aaron looked... hurt?
Wait is Aaron hurt because I'm married? Oh c'mon I'm only with Blake for like what, six months? Yup, only six months. Six long-ass months.
"Umm... yes?" I say more like ask.
"Are you telling us or asking?" said Aaron.
I sigh, "Telling you," I say, "it's an arrange marriage guys. I got married two weeks ago."
"Oh... so you don't love him?" Ellie asked.
I didn't know why that question made me feel weird.
"I hate his guts."
"So you don't love him?" asks Aaron.
Please don't make me do this Aaron, please.
I sigh, "No, I don't." It killed every bits of me to say that and I didn't understand why. "I have to go now. Bye guys" I mutter leaving Ellie's room as soon as I could.
It felt weird, extremely weird talking about my marriage with those two. More-so it felt weird saying I don't love Blake, which I don't.
Lilly, listen to me girl, you don't love Blake. You hate his guts, you hate everything about him and you can't wait to get away from him.
I reach Manhattan within an hour by taking the bus. The talk Blake and I had over the phone replayed in my mind over fifty times. My parents are coming and so are his and I had to cook now. I am not a bad cook, I actually cook well, but the thing is I'm lazy.
I go up the stairs as slow as I ever could, I was dreading this already. I didn't want to meet my parents or his. I already know how my parents are going to be but his... it's lose-lose situation for me.
Entering our apartment, the first thing I saw was the mess. The mess that continued from the kitchen to the living room.
Ugh is he trying to cook or what?
I walk inside the kitchen and instantly burned pasta flies over landing on my white top.
You have got to be kidding me.
I gasp, "What. Do. You. Think. Your. DOING?" I said as calm as possible.
He turned to see me and went back cooking the already burned pasta.
I sighed, "Blake. I asked something."
"So? Do you not have eyes? I am cooking, no thanks to you" he said sounding pissed as he threw the plate somewhere.
Violent much?
"Gosh Blake, stop taking my anger out on the poor plates! They have feelings that you don't have!" I say quite dramatically.
He glared, "You think this is a joke?" he stopped cooking advancing towards me with a dangerous look in his eyes. "Just because you're good with your family doesn't mean I am Lillian."
Clearly idiot never met my family properly! They are crazy, I tell you, crazy.
Taking a deep breath, "What makes you think my relationship with my family is unicorns and rainbows? Because truth to be told, it's like a donkey trying to play piata with no stick," I told him seriously moving towards the counter.
I heard him give a chuckle. "Do you do this on purpose?" he asked.
I look at him confused, "Do what?"
"This, saying funny stuff to lighten the situation..." he said slowly with a smile.
Wait did he smile? Like an actual smile? OMG THE SATAN KNOWS HOW TO SMILE. SOMEONE SAY HALLELUJAH!
"No," I roll my eyes at him, "I tend to be funny when I'm mad or stressed."
"Well Ms. I-am-only-funny-now-cause-I'm-mad-and-stressed would you like to help me prepare all these before our 'AMAZING' family gets here?" he asked stretching the word 'amazing'.
I couldn't help but laugh at that name he gave me. "Do I have an option?" I ask wrapping the small apron around my waist, tying my hair up in a high ponytail.
"No, no you don't" he said smirking, "So you cook and I'll clean up the mess I made during my failed attempt of cooking" he muttered looking around the messy kitchen.
I gasp once again, "Oh my... did Blake Aspen, THE Blake Aspen, The King of Arrogance just admit he did something... wrong?"
He rolled his eyes at me, "Get to cooking Lilly Pad" he said smacking my ass.
What the...
"HEY!" I said loudly, "Don't... do that" I muttered putting a new cleaned pan on the stove.
While my face was burning due to embarrassment and some other feelings that I can't point out; his grace decided to laugh at me.
"So where were you?" he finally asked.
"The hospital" I replied casually.
"Hospital? Why hospital?"
"Job."
"Why?"
"Stop asking questions and get your stupid little ass into work Blake" I said using his words from earlier.
He gave an amused chuckle, "My words back at me. I see, is this how it's going to go Lilly Pad?"
I smirk, "Does it hurt Blakey?" I say as if talking to a little kid.
"Don't call me that!" he hissed.
"Awe is the wittle baby mad?" I coo him even more.
"What the hell Lilly."
I laughed at his poor situation, "This is revenge for calling my ass stupid and little."
"Is it not?" He smirked.
That son-of-a-...
I bit the inner portion of my cheeks to keep myself from saying anything else.
"Awe is the wittle ass hurt?" he mocked me.
"Stop that" I say seriously.
"It's okay one day it will grow," he said laughing.
That was it.
His burned pastas were right beside me, taking a handful I threw it right in his face.
Hah! Take that suckaaah!
I grinned at his shocked expressions as he cleans his face slowly. He looked at me with a serious dead look.
"Lillian Blake Aspen you are so dead!" he shouted.
Uh-oh, Lilly Pad is in trouble. Lilly Pad run before Satan attacks!
For once listening to that little voice in my head I made a run for it. A run from the Satan, wasn't sure if I was going to make it but couldn't hurt from trying. I ran from the kitchen to the living room with Blake following me with more pastas in his hand. I reached a dead end with all the stupid sofas surrounding me. Blake stood only couple of inches away from me, I turned to look at him. The smirk played on his lips as if it's meant to be there. His eyes followed every action of mine, leaving nothing behind. He slowly walked closer to me, like a predator catching it delicious prey. I was his delicious prey.
I gulped silently, "Blake...," I say calmly taking steps back, "We can work this out buddy..." I continued taking more steps towards the back.
He didn't say anything other than follow my every move coming closer and closer. The back of my legs hits the sofa letting me know I can't back-away anymore.
"There's no escape Lilly Pad..." he said, his grin widening, "you're all mine now."
Once again my heart skipped a beat.
I sighed, "Do I have to be yours Blakey?" I ask pouting.
"Yes, yes you have to be Lilly Pad" he replied looking straight into my eyes.
I couldn't look away, I couldn't resist the look. His eyes were like magnets that only drew me closer and closer. In no time, I fell on top of the sofa with Blake on top of me. How did this happen? No clue, it just did. And I did absolutely nothing to stop it from happening.
Taking his hands Blake swiftly puts some strands of my hair that covered my face behind my ear. Every single place his hands touched burned once again, I didn't expect his hands to be this soft, but it was. I had another chance to see Blake up-close, his face ever so perfect even with those dark circles under his eyes. I couldn't stop myself from staring at his lips, those lips that once touched mine.
My eyes follows back to his trying to read what he will do next. Except nothing happened, we just stayed there in silence looking into each other eyes as if trying to solve a mystery. A mystery so deep that cannot be solved, perhaps, one day it might, however, today wasn't that day.
"Blake...?" I ask softly finally breaking the silence that was killing me.
"Hmm...?" he replied.
"I smell something burning..." I say.
And that's when he snapped, "What?" he asked getting off of me.
I hold in a laugh, getting up from the sofa fixing my apron. "Yeah, your revenge-a-best-dish-served is burning" I said quickly running away from him to the kitchen laughing.
Thank god the pasta wasn't burning or else his highness would've have killed me.
I start to put some of my secret ingredients in the pasta when I suddenly felt gooey pasta all over my face and neck.
What the hell!
"The bloody hell!" I yell turning back to see a smirking Blake Aspen.
"It's now cooked," he said arrogantly.
"Ugh you!" I say advancing towards him ready to murder him. He held both of my wrists pinning me against the refrigerator.
"Don't even try baby girl, it's not going to be pretty," his voice was deep... husky to be exact. My heart immediately started to beat faster.
Ignoring all the commotions going on inside of me I pinch him on his hands. He lets go off my hands almost immediately, swearing all kind of words under his breath. I smirked, "I just did, and it was beautiful" I replied with the same huskiness in my tone leaning closer to his ears.
Pulling back I go back to my cooking not paying much attention his arrogance. I could see from the corner of my eyes that he was still standing there looking at me.
"Will you stop standing there and do some work?" I ask, "My parents aren't the only ones coming."
He shook his head going back to cleaning duty. It was fun ordering him around for once and make him do all the dirty work. The rest of the day went by like this, him cleaning while messing up. I yell at him in between my cooking sessions. He throws some comments at me and my replies to those comments. And last but not least he finally helping me cook. It was nice to see this unexpected side of his. It was something different from the first day I met him. He looked like he really cared about this gathering. He wanted everything to be perfect.
I wonder why...
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Author's Note:
It's 12:40 am and I just finished writing this.
Well hello there my lovelies. How you been? It's a pretty quick update isn't it? Last update was on Valentines Days so four days! Progress right? I am so proud of myself! *Pats my back*
So this chapter was full of Blake and Lillian! I still don't have a ship name for them. It's BlaAn, LilAke, BlaLil, or BlaIan. Like seriously guys, chose one! It's too much work to write both their names out, and you should know I AM LAZY.
Anyhow back to this, I honestly hope you guys liked this chapter! And I am really happy to see you guys taking Aaron in so nicely. And I assure you guys, Aaron isn't a bad guy, you will love him in the future for all the things he does for our Blake and Lillian!
I still get one word comments... but it's less from before so that's another progress. I am proud of you who didn't give me one word comments. And those who did, shame on you. Lol joking, but can you guys give a little more than that? I mean I at least deserve that for staying up late while fasting having no food in my stomach and writing updates for you. Yes I fast during Mahashivratri and no it's not for a good husband it's for good SATs score so I can get into either YALE, Harvard, Columbia, Princeton, or NYU. Guys pray for me, this is not my year :'(
So umm yeah, give your lovely feedbacks on what you think about this. If you have a res, please unres soon. I only update once all res's are unresed.
This chapter is dedicated to two people.
Dewcute (Jia), and Jasmine_ash (My di),
because Jia bugged me every morning about the update and who actually made me sit and write. And Di because of her lovely comment and support <3
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