Can you mend my broken heart?

She felt like there was a sudden surge of a wild energy in her after seeing that single line of text from Raymond. She was about to rush towards the door and open it, but then she looked at the couch and found her bother sitting there and watching TV and suddenly she was at a loss of ideas as to how to sneak him inside the house.

She knew what the instant reaction of her over-protective brother would be.

But her trail of thoughts was suddenly interrupted by the sound of the doorbell.

Before Mike could even get up, Akira jumped in and said,

"I will get that".

"Whatever", Mike said and continued watching his TV.

She opened the door and saw him standing outside. He looked like he had been tormented for centuries in some unknown purgatory. He looked like he had at least thousands of things running in his mind that he wanted to talk about, but before he could even say a single word, she said,

"No this isn't the right house. They live two blocks after", saying that she tapped on her locket and went inside immediately.

He was taken by surprise by her weird behavior but then he quickly wore his headset and turned back.

"Who was it?", Mike asked.

"I don't know. Someone was searching for Ms. Manor's house and landed here".

"That's weird".

"Um. I am too tired. So going to sleep ok. Need to have a fresh start for my job at the new office tomorrow", Akira said and ruffled her brother's hair before entering her room.

"Gahh Akira. Stop it. I am not a kid anymore".

She heard it, but she just chose to ignore it with a giggle.

The moment she entered her room, she locked the door immediately and then whispered slowly while opening the window panes.

"Can you enter my room from the backyard? I have my window open. Enter the room with the lilac curtains".

Her heart was beating non-stop like it was hell-bent on winning a medal in some kind of race. She rushed towards her mirror and adjusted her hair and quickly smeared her lip gloss again. She quickly spritzed a bit of her regular perfume on the sides of her neck and rushed back towards the window.

A few seconds later she could hear his footsteps and as his proximity grew closer and closer, the pit in her stomach grew deeper and deeper. She was almost holding her breath in anticipation and then there he was, standing outside her window looking all drool-worthy and dashing.

God, he was handsome.

She gulped her own spit and then moved ahead to pull the curtains to the side so that he could enter hassle free.

With one swift move his spidery long legs were inside her room and the next second his towering self was standing upright in front of her ascertaining her with his august presence.

It was a bit windy, so she went ahead and closed the window.

And when she turned, she glanced at her bed.

"Oh Boy !!!", she screamed in her head.

Some of her lingerie items were adorning the sheets of her bed.

She immediately dived towards the bed and with one swift move, she picked them all and threw them into her laundry bag. She nervously bit her lips and turned towards him and said,

"Sorry, my room is a bit messy.."

"And colorful", he interrupted and gave out a sly smile.

She immediately understood that it was his way of getting back at her for she had called his house a bit dull.

She scratched her hair a bit and then asked,

"Why are you here so late?"

"Because of you", he replied calmly.

"What did I do?", she retorted back.

"Don't even get me started on that", he said narrowing his eyes and walked up to her bed and sat on it. He looked around and that room felt like it was hers. That room definitely gave a cute and innocent vibe as she did.

Then he tapped on the bed on his side with his palm, indicating her to come and sit next to him.

His invitation was so tempting and exciting but she chose to reject it instead.

She pulled a bean bag and sat in front of him. As she sat, she made a decent attempt to pull her short dress down as much as possible and then placed a pillow on her lap and crossed her legs.

He shook his head and laughed at her attempts to look all graceful and dainty.

He sighed looking at her for a second and then with one sudden jerk, he pulled the bean bag towards him.

She was startled and because of this sudden pull, she straight fell into his embrace.

He leaned back on the bed because of the impact, with her lithe body on top of him. Her dark brown and silky locks were all over his face, as her face lied close to his own on his side and he could smell her as she lied so close. His hands embraced her immediately and perfectly like they were made to hug her tight till eternity.

The sudden intimacy caused both their hearts to race and she immediately tried to prop herself up using her elbows. As she slowly tried to lift herself up, his grip around her became all the tighter and the next second he flipped her and pinned her down on the bed.

Her breath had become all haggard as he closed in.

His eyes scanned her face in desperation and then he slumped next to her on the bed. He stared at the ceiling for a while and then slowly started speaking.

"I don't know how you will take it, but I can't see any man putting even a finger on you. And I don't even care what he means to you or what equation you share with him. I just cannot see anyone touching even an inch of you. I just can't.

I am not being possessive or anything but you are making me paranoid. I just don't get it. It's like some wierd black magic spell that you have casted over me. I am just telling you this as it's unbearable for me to see you with anyone else. It has to be me".

"Only me".

He said and sighed.

For a moment she didn't say anything and let his words sink deep inside her.

He turned his face and saw her smiling.

"What?"

"So this is how it feels to have someone head over heels in love with you?"