Chapter 7

Mia's pov:

   If feeling this just in a dream makes me happy, I can't imagine how happy I will feel if it's true. But I don't think I'll find him in reality. I already dated two men but it failed in the two times. Okay, the dream started after my break up so they are out of the list but still, I couldn't find anyone. By thinking of all of this, I slept.

Jason's pov:

   The big guy left and she came back to her job as if nothing happened. I paid for the sandwiches and left without saying a word. I didn't even have the appetite to eat the sandwiches anymore.

   When I got to bed at night, I couldn't help but remember the incident of the morning and how the woman that had a crush on me in high school whom I don't remember her name kicked the big guy.

   A smile skipped my lips but it didn't last long when I remembered what happened with Emma. I should definitely not think about any woman.

Mia's pov:

   I woke up the next morning at 9a.m and Angy was nowhere to be seen. Obviously she's at work. I turned two times in my bed before going to the bathroom to freshen up not knowing what to do today before going to the orphanage.

   I felt so bored at home so I decide to go see my mom. Usually, I be there on weekends but it couldn't be the case this time. My mom's house is one hour away by car. Once there, I locked my car and went inside the house. I took the keys and opened the door not seeing anyone.

   "Mom?! I'm home." I shouted to be heard. "Mia, sweetie, welcome home." Mom said while hugging me like her life depends on it. I could barely talk. "Mom! I can't breathe." She finally let go of me. I'm a copy of my mom except for the eyes. She has more like blue ones. I got my eyes from my father. That's all I know about him.

   Mom never talks about him. She just said that he left us when I was a kid. It hurts knowing your father doesn't want you but I think I got used to it now. "Where's grandma?"

   "She's in her room." Mom said while heading to the kitchen. Mom is also a copy of grandma, in everything. The look, the manners, the personality and almost in destiny.

   My grandfather also left grandma when mom was young. So we understand each other in this topic but mom sometimes hits on my nerve when she talks about it because the only conclusion she comes to is that I shouldn't get into any relationship otherwise I'll end up like them, left alone with a kid to take care of.

   I wouldn't mind having a girl with our features. I mean look at grandma and mom, they are beauties and it's like each one made a copy of herself so I wouldn't mind having a copy of me.

   I was in my thoughts of my future girl whom I didn't find even a father yet when mom interrupted me. "Are you staying over tonight?" I came out of my thoughts. "I don't know mom. I have to go to the orphanage this afternoon, so I don't know whether to come back here or go to my flat."

   "You know you're always welcome. This is your house too." Mom kissed me on my forehead. "Thanks mom." We had lunch and chatted about my work and hers. I don't be here for the whole week so we catch up on weekends.

   We have a strong relationship and I love that.

   For some reason today, I didn't see grandma, I hope she's fine.

   Anyway, it was time to go to the orphanage so I kissed mom goodbye and left. I got to my car and headed toward my destination. It takes an hour from here. Thank god there was no traffic. I really hate driving in traffic.

   It was 5pm when I got there, I don't wanna be late. It takes time to cook for all those poor kids but I don't do it alone, I just love to help. After three hours of cooking, the food was finally served. I love to see the kids enjoying the food but they also break my heart for having no one to take care of them and me who thought not having a father hurts.

   I was in deep thoughts when a familiar face caught my attention. When I looked closely, I was surprised. I turned to leave quietly when Johnathan called me with his angelic voice. "Mia sis, thank you for the food. It tastes awesome as always."

   I turned cursing under my breath for being caught and smiled awkwardly. He ran to me hugging my legs. "You're always welcome sweetheart." And then my eyes met with the brown ones that make my heart beat fast every time I see them.

   Yup, I saw Jason Frost, again. If I don't know myself I'd think I'm in love with him. I smiled at him then looked away when he started walking toward me. Why would he walk toward me? He never gave me any attention in high school. We didn't meet after high school but even if we did, he wouldn't give me any attention anyway. And...What is he even doing here?

   When I was lost thinking about all of these, I almost didn't catch what he said. Actually, it took me seconds to understand it. "Are you stalking me?" What? Does he think I'm stalking him? Why would I? Okay, I had a crush on him but I got over it.

   (Did you?) My subconscious said.

   I don't know, I guess I did.

   (Then why does your heart beat so fast every time you see him?) My subconscious didn't miss the chance to remind me of my heartbeat going fast. Now I feel nervous.

   "Excuse me?!" I narrowed my eyebrows at him not really getting why he'd ask that. He must have seen the confusion on my face. "Why are you showing up everywhere I go?" He now is...annoyed? Okay, well now I'm super angry. My crush or not, he hit that nerve and when people does, things go ugly.

   "Remind me again why would I stalk you? Because as far as I know, I've been living here since birth and I come around here a lot, the one who moved here recently is you. Could it be you who is stalking me?" Rage clear in my voice, ready to hit.

   Jonathan was long gone but I didn't notice it. My crush is in front of me and it's the first time we talk. If you don't count yesterday, so I don't think I'm gonna notice anything.

   (You call this talking?)

   Okay, I should say fighting but whatever. I took a step closer giving him my most killing look while I answered him. And to my surprise, he got even closer that I can feel his breath, putting his hands in the front pockets of his jeans.

   It's the first time I see his eyes so close. The brown eyes that make my heart melt whenever they land on me. Actually, it's the first time I'm so close to him.

   I can't describe how nervous I am. I can feel my hands shaking so to make sure no one notices, I crossed my hands over my chest. The thing I love most about myself is the control I have over my brain even when I'm nervous. Even if I couldn't control my body's reaction, I can control the answers I give. My attitude always wins over my emotions and I love that.

   "I didn't recently move here." He tried to sound like me while saying it. "I was born here too, I just wasn't around for a few years." He explained. Did he give me any new information? No. I already know this about him and I actually do know many things about him.

   Believe me or not but when we were in high school, the info about him find their way straight to me. I did look for some of them true, but most of them came alone and I loved that fact. I love everything about high school and I love him.

   (Wait! You do what?)

   Hell, I didn't mean that. He really is messing with my thoughts right now, especially how close he stands. I need to step away from him but do I? No. If I wasn't aware of our faces touching I would have stepped closer to prove my strength but I decided against it for now.

   "Still, I have always been here so you're the one stalking me in this case." It's now that I realized that I'm looking him straight in the eyes. I started analysing them but regretted it instantly. They held so much pain and sadness, that really broke my heart. He didn't realise me analysing his eyes because in his turn he was staring at...my soul!