Twisted journey

Sarah's POV

I suggested to take a walk to grocery store and Ryan agreed. The reason for taking a walk was because I wanted to take a good look of our neighbourhood. How living alone afar from aunt feels. I was glad I had Ryan by my side, I was worried what will I do in this big city alone but I seem to get along with Ryan good. While I was thinking of all the big buildings I could guess that something was going on Ryan's mind too.

"What are you thinking about?" I asked him.

"About you" he said grinning at me.

"What are you thinking about me?" I asked smiling

"Is it your first time here?" He asked ignoring my question.

"Yes, it's only been one week. That too went by submitting documents in college, basic shopping and all."

"Let's go to a picnic this weekend. I'll show you around." He said excitingly.

I can't believe he is the same guy who seemed to be dangerous to other people.

"Okay. Let's go. But..." I hesitated to complete the line.

"What?? Is there any problem? Did anyone bullied you here?" He asked with a worried look but also with a bit of anger.

"No.. no it's not that. It's just that I don't get that much allowance to spend on parties and clubs. Also I am not that type of girl ..like hookups, clubs and all." I said looking down at my shoes.

The college in which I was studying was full of wealthy people. If I did not studied hard enough to get a scholarship, I would never have been able to come here.

When I raised my head to look into his, his eyes gleamed with satisfaction.

"That's the best thing about you, You know that? That's why I love...uhm... I love being friends with you. We'll go to beach in the evening, at that time there will be no crowd and sunset is beautiful plus the vibe is very good." He said excitingly.

"Okay Done. We will prepare snacks okay?"

He nodded in agreement.

"By the way we are friends now right?"

"Isn't it obvious?"

We both chuckled and bought many vegetables, meat, snacks. I was about to take instant noodles but Ryan gave me a death glare, so I kept it back at the counter. We returned home. We both tied our aprons.

"Hey! This apron is of your size. I am looking like a panda in it." I uttered with a huff.

He peeked through the kitchen counter and after a few seconds, he started laughing madly looking at me. Tears started to come from the corners of his eyes. He looked cute when laughing. It was like he was laughing wholeheartedly after a long time.

"Now stop laughing and tell me what to do. How to cook that broccoli soup you suggested earlier?" I asked changing the embarrassing topic.

"You don't even know to cook a soup. Girls are good at cooking right?" He asked with an amused expression.

"Ahhh I am not cooking with you. You are horrible!!"

I yelled and turned back to go. But he held my hand and stopped me. His arms felt warm against my cold one's.

"Okay. I was kidding. You chop broccoli, I will cook." He said patting my shoulders.

I nodded and took a broccoli from our shopping bag.

"How to chop this? Should I wash it before or wash after chopping? Do I need to chop it in pieces or just separate the flowers. What?? Why are you looking at me in disbelief !?" I asked still staring at the broccoli by rotating it in different angles.

He sighed in disbelief and took the broccoli from me shaking his head.

"You do one thing, you just boil water." I nodded.

I took the saucepan and started pouring water.

"How much water to take? One glass or two glass?" I asked standing near the stove. He rubbed his face and groaned.

"Ahh you go. You sit there watch some tv shows or something. I will cook myself. Otherwise there will be a blast in my house tonight."

"Okay. Suit yourself." I rolled my eyes and started watching a series.

After 15 mins, many flavoury aroma was coming from the kitchen. I couldn't fight the urge to check on what Ryan was doing.

He was putting flavourings in the soup.

"Wow. It looks nice. Next time I'll cook it for you." I said smiling.

"Ohh! Tell me in advance when you'll cook." He uttered tasting the soup with a spoon and humming with a satisfaction by the taste.

"Why?" I asked with a curious expression.

"So that I can a book an appointment to hospital in advance. I don't think I'll be okay after having your soup." He said chuckling.

"You.. I will be murduring you. I am going." I exited the kitchen stomping my foot aggressively.

"Wait. Take the bowls and spoons with you." He yelled which I ignored.

After 15 more minutes. Dinner was ready. Ryan and I, we both had dinner watching on a western series.

"You cooked so I'll wash the dishes."

"Are you sure? You'll be able to do it?" He asked taking the bowls to the kitchen.

I rolled my eyes and went to wash the dishes. I took the dishwash, but the liquid was not coming out. I was about to call Ryan, but then I realised he will surely make fun of me. That's why I pressed it harder with all my strength. The cap of the dishwash flew away making a sharp sound and all the dishewash spilled on the floor.

Ryan came running to see what happened, he slipped and fell with his ass on the floor, he gasped rubbing his ass. I can't resist my laughter and started laughing sitting on the floor. Ryan was rubbing his ass, groaning from pain.

"You..  I am never going to let you step into my kitchen again. You made a mess here." He yelled.

"Ha ha ha Its not my m..mis..mistake. Your dishwash was too stubborn. It was not coming out." I said still laughing.

"Aghh.. give me our hand I can't stand."

I gave my hand still laughing. He pulled me towards him and I fell above him. Our faces were only inches apart. I could feel his breath fanning on my face. He looked straight into my eyes. He flipped me so now I am beneath him, I gasped by the sudden actions. He came close to me and whispered in my ears.

"Why did you stop laughing sweetheart?"

He uttered huskily, and leaned back staring at my bewildered expressions. He smirked and stood up and offered me his hand. I took his hand without hesitating and I also stood up, still freezed by his earlier actions. Ryan chuckled and  told me to clean the floor and he washed the dishes. Then we bid goodnight to each other and called it a night.

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