HANDSOME
My world stopped the moment Kristoff’s lips landed on mine. I don’t know what to react. I don’t know what to think. I don’t know what this means. I don’t know why he is doing this.
What is he trying to prove?
Kristoff eventually pulled away from me but his eyes were locked on mine. It’s as if he is going to tell me something. But he couldn’t say it in words.
I snapped out of my thoughts. I can’t let my guards down at this moment. I can’t lose my sanity right now. Not with a kiss.
Not with that kiss.
Somehow, he must’ve noticed that I am thinking about what he is thinking, because, then, his hand slid to my hand, interlacing each of his fingers on mine.
I bit my lip as I tried to suppress this growing feeling in me. All these emotions, I can’t contain each and every single one of them anymore.
I stared at our hands before lifting my gaze on Kristoff who was just giving me a grin. I sighed and tried to pull away from his grip.
However, he is much more powerful than I am. What can the weak me do about it?
“Am I making you uncomfortable?” he asked me.
I gave him a nod.
He just chuckled. “Why don’t you get used to this from now on then?” he asked me, making me want to choke on my saliva.
I gave him a look, a questioning one.
“What are you talking about?” I asked him.
He smiled. “Let’s just say I am going to start being a real husband for you from now on,” he replied as he led me to his car.
I was stopped for a moment as he pulled me gently. Now I don’t know what to feel anymore.
***
“Hi, Ashanti!” Min welcomed me to the backstage of the fashion show.
I looked at her and smiled back. “Hey, Min.” I beamed as I looked around the area. Everyone was busy with their wardrobes and everything.
The idols are about to come in a moment so, all of the staff members are on a roll now. Min and I will just supervise and look over them.
“Miss Ashanti, the models are here.” Jinu told me.
I nodded and walked over to the entrance to welcome the idols.
There I saw the idols from Ciube Entertainment coming in. I smiled. “Welcome to the fashion show! I am Ashanti Marx, the organizer and designer.” I extended my hand.
The man named Daniel Sheath smiled and took my hand for a shake. “Nice to meet you finally, Miss Ashanti.” He beamed. “We are so moved and hyped to be invited here,” he said.
I smiled. “I am glad you actually accepted our offer,” I replied. “The changing rooms are this way,” I said motioning to the room hallways.
He and the rest smiled and bowed at me before walking to the dressing rooms. I sighed in relief as I looked at the entrance and saw Infinite coming in.
I spotted Hunter Looney and my blood boiled once again. I still can’t forget what he did to me yesterday. I breathed forcefully to compose myself. I can’t let my emotions ruin my happy day.
I smiled at the rest of the Infinite members. “Thank you for coming!” I greeted. “This is the way to the dressing rooms,” I told them as they bowed at me and walked to where I pointed.
However, Hunter stopped in front of me. “Ashanti Michaels,” he spoke.
I looked at him with my poker face. “What?” I asked back.
He frowned at me. “Are you still mad at me?” he asked me.
What the hell? Isn’t it obvious?
I didn’t reply. I don’t want to talk to him in the first place.
He sighed hard. “How about a sincere apology from the handsome Hunter Looney?” he asked as he smiled at me.
I glared at him.
Handsome?
I wanted to laugh. “Whatever,” I replied as I turned my back on him. “Go to your dressing room, Hunter,” I said as I paused. “Good luck.”
I didn’t know what I had been thinking but I thought it would make me look nicer if I cheered him on his ramp. Of course, I don’t want my ramp to be compromised.
I sighed in relief as every idol I invited came. I walked to see the auditorium and was shocked to see a lot of people in there.
I smiled to myself. At least my fashion show is still a success.
I looked to see my parents on the crowd with Kristoff’s parents. I wonder why they are here instead of being in the Jewel Shoppe launch.
“Ashanti, you can now open the program,” Min told me.
I nodded and breathed deeply.
This is it.
The lights in the audience turned off as the spot light lit on me. I smiled and tried my best to not shake as I walked through the ramp.
“Good evening, ladies and gentlemen.” I greeted with a smile and as confident as I can. “Today is the day that I have been waiting and dreaming for all of my life. Because today is the day that you all would get to see the designs I have worked for since I started designing in middle school.” I heard them all gasped and saw them smile. “As early as now, I am thanking each and every single one of you for coming to witness my first ever fashion show. So, without further ado, let’s get this started,” I said as the lights turned off and walked down the ramp.
Everyone clapped as the models started walking on the ramp. I smiled and adored these beautiful and handsome women and men who came and agreed to model my designs.
Looking at them makes me really think that everything is worth it. The loud cheers from the audience made me even happier.
I looked at my parents who were seated beside me as they smile all throughout the fashion show.
“Good job, Ashanti.” My mom praised me. “I always knew you could do it.” She added as she gave me a warm hug.
“Where is Kristoff?” Mrs. Marx asked me.
I gave her a look. She doesn’t know where her son is?
Mr. Marx looked at me. “Yes. Where is he? Don’t tell me he placed his work first before you?” he asked me.
I smiled and shook my head. “He is in Jewel Shoppe launch, Dad,” I replied.
Their eyes widened. “What?!” they chorused in disbelief.
I smiled. “His company is invited there and he had to go so, he went,” I replied smiling trying to make them feel better.
“Hunter Looney, you are so freaking hot!” A fan behind us suddenly screamed making us look at the ramp again. And wow.
Hunter is standing so manly with my latest design of a plaid polo shirt and khaki pants. I hate to admit it but he looks really hot in those clothes. Maybe pink suits him so well. He looked my way and smiled.
I suddenly felt my eardrums breaking because of the fans behind me screaming his name loudly.
I sighed. Are fans supposed to be like this? But somehow, Hunter is actually the one who had the most impact on me wearing my designs. It’s as if he is the only one who fits well in all the designs he modeled.
Now this is objective. He is handsome. I never said he isn’t. But tonight, I feel like he had surpassed what I think ‘handsome’ is.
But I smiled to myself. Because there is only one person I could think of when I think of the word handsome. And he just texted.