Richard's POV:
The last days in Paris were quite fun, for Kris at least. As for me well, my dark circles are even darker and more horrible, Thank god Kristen is too busy having fun in Paris that she hadn't noticed that I look like a zombie.
Except for that part about Damien, our trip, or so called honeymoon was a blast, I'm saying it was a blast because, Kristen said so.
Yeah, yeah, I know I care too much about her opinion, but I can't help it. I love the girl for fuck's sake.
Even though I look like a hot zombie, if I say so myself, but I'm glad Kristen is smiling and laughing again, because when she smiles, I feel my heart melting for her.
Weird huh? Who would have thought the biggest, most experienced, handsome, smart, helluva playboy would fall in love. And his weakest point will be this girl called Kristen.
Kristen.
Even her name gives you chills!
I rolled my eyes at my subconscious, jeez, like I wouldn't know. Hell even the 'K' letter gives me chills let alone her name.
Just 'k'? All these letters give you chills; K.R.I.S.T.E.N.
Yeah, yeah.Whatever.
Now we're on our way home, leaving Paris . Unfortunately, my parents decided to take the same plane as ours, so here we are, the four of us, in the same plane. Which means more acting, more kissing, more holding hands, which honestly I don't mind at all, in fact, I have tried to enjoy every single one of 'em.
At first I felt kinda guilty, but Kristen's smile and sweet gazes has made it easier.
'She understands, that I feel guilty' I have said these five words over and over to myself, which has made it a lot easier, to kiss her, to hold her hands.
But of course it always hurt, to know it's all fake.
I shook these thoughts out of my head, and stared at Kristen, she was fast asleep, she looked so pretty and innocent, she had her head resting on my shoulder, I smiled and stared at our hands, resting on my thigh.
Hers tiny, soft and resting in my hand, mine big and holding her hand tight as if my life depended on it. And it actually did, I don't know what I would have done without her.
It's as if with loving her, I have found myself, and I am reborn.
Going back to our place, changes a lot of stuff, I have a lot of things to take care of, one of them is Kyle.
I have to make him pay for what he did to my Kris.
Kristen's POV:
I don't know how much I have been asleep on the plane, but I woke up feeling warm hands holding my hand tight and with my head resting on Richard's shoulder.
I opened my eyes and looked up, Richard was frowning at god knows what, and he was staring at particularly nothing. Then he stared at me, and his eyes widened. I smiled to myself , He is such a sweetheart.
"If I were you I would have pretended to be asleep the rest of the flight, so that I could sleep on this sexy, hot, shoulder of mine" Richard said as he smirked, and raised his eyebrow. I take my words back, he is such a selfish ,jackass.
I just rolled my eyes and yawned, opening my arms pretending I was stretching them, in an attempt to annoy Richard, I smacked his arm, which made Richard moan in pain, He patted his arm and glared at me.
"You've been very kind the entire trip, I thought You've changed you asshole, guess you're the same old jackass, or maybe –" I leaned closer to him and fluttered my eyelashes then whispered in a very seductive voice " it's my beauty that has attracted you to me and makes you wanna tease me" Richard tensed and his smile dropped, just as I said those stupid words, I regretted saying them immediately.
He kept staring at me with that feeling again, love.
Even though I badly wanted to comfort him and change the subject but I didn't want him to get embarrassed, so I just got along with it and raised my eyebrow, then smirked.
Richard snapped back into reality and looked away, I thought he wouldn't talk to me again, but god his bad side always proves me wrong.
He stared back at me and smirked " It's not like you have the biggest boobs in the world, who would be attracted to your tiny ones?" he said and shrugged, I gasped and felt my cheeks heat up from embarrassment. God this guy is unbelievable.
"You, perv!" I said and smacked his arm for the second time. This time Richard just laughed out loud which made other passengers to glare at us, I sank into my seat and tried to make him stop laughing, but of course he just kept laughing.
And I liked the sound of it, so I smiled and stared at laughing Richard.
He might not be aware of it, but this is the first time he has actually laughed since the incident of Damien, or as I prefer to call him now' You know who' .
Yep 'You know who' is Damien's name, now that I think of it ,if it wasn't for Richard I would have probably ended up being a wreck. As Richard is now. But Richard has been healing me and hurting himself in the process of healing me.
I suddenly remembered Richard's parents wanting us to have a child, Things have become very complicated, who would have thought I would have an arranged fake marriage with my childhood best friend, and who would have thought I would end up looking for solutions, solutions to my fake marriage.
Why does the word 'fake' hurt me? But then again our fake marriage hurts Richard more than it hurts me. God how am I supposed to make a child? I can't have my own, since I'm no longer in a relationship with Damien, as for Richard, well the thought of having a child with him makes my heart beat very uncomfortably.
I can't even think of us having ... you know.. that thing. Even the thought of makes me breathless, so the last option is adoption. Yep, I can handle another fake person in my life.
Isn't my life great? Note the sarcasm. I have a fake husband and I will soon be a fake mother.
God I'm using the word 'fake' too much.
I sighed and stared out the small window, Richard poked my arm trying to get my attention. I stared at him and smiled sadly.
He looked worried and frowned.
"What's wrong?" He asked, his voice almost a whisper.
"It's nothing, I was just wondering what we're gonna do about what your parents said"
"What do you mean? What did they say?"
"They said they'd be glad if we have a baby soon"
"Oh!"
Richard bit his bottom lip and sighed, I gotta admit that he looked really cute at this moment, he looked like an innocent puppy, but I know better since he's my friend. I rolled my eyes mentally at Richard for being too complicated.
"We could just make one,ourselves" Richard said and smiled.
"Wh-what do you mean?" I asked pretending I didn't know what the hell he was talking about.
"Playing innocent aren't we?" Richard smirked and leaned closer , his lips inches away from my ear " You know, ourselves ,like me and you . Me kissing you, taking your clothes off and-"
Someone cleared their throat ,Thank anyone who interrupted Richard from saying whatever he wanted to say next, because I was trembling, sweating and my heart was about to come out of my chest from pumping too much blood to my cheeks which were now not only pink but bright red.
Richard stared at his dad and I have no idea what they were talking about. I was too busy thinking of what Richard might have wanted to say after the last part he said.
"-right Kris?" Richard asked and nudged my elbow.
"huh?" I asked dumbfounded.
" I was just telling my dad that we love the house we're currently in, right?" Richard asked again.
"Oh, umm yeah Richard is right Mr. Anderson there really is no need for a bigger house" I said and smiled politely, Richard's Dad has wanted to buy us a house , a bigger one since he thought we don't like the current house we're staying at, so he came back to Paris with his wife, trying to persuade us to move into a bigger house, and he wanted to buy us a villa in Paris.
He thought since we are newly married we can come to Paris now and then and have a vacation.
Richard liked the idea of the villa, but we both opposed having a bigger house than we currently have.
"Okay sweetheart just tell me when you need anything" Mr. Anderson said and smiled, then he turned around and continued talking with her wife, they were sitting opposite of us. I thought they were asleep the last time I stared at them, guess they have just woken up.
The rest of the flight was very silent, I didn't dare look at Richard, I was afraid of seeing his reaction.
But I was aware of Richard staring at me now and then, maybe he was waiting for me to talk.
Finally HE was the one who broke the silence.
"Kris" He said quietly.
"Yeah?" I answered without staring at him.
"Remember that wedding dress you were staring at back in Paris?"
I stared at Richard, his eyes were shining,I nodded my head and bit my lip.
"Well... I.. ummm.. I bought it, I thought maybe you'd like to wear it for the person you really love, since ... you know, you didn't like the dress of our wedding I guess"
I was take aback, I had no idea what to say to him, this is beyond what I have expected from him.
My dream wedding dress, he has bought it for me. Richard IS complicated after all, the only thing I'm certain about him is that He loves me and of course he is a good guy.
"I.. uhh.. I really don't know what to say, thank you very much" I nearly whispered.
Richard just smiled and turned his head away from me, He then closed his eyes with a smile on his face. trying to fall asleep.
If only I could make you smile and laugh more Richard. I hope I can.
The flight to home was finally over, I was in my own bed staring at the ceiling, thinking of Richard.
What should I do about him?794Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1QbxcuWmVW
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