Justin's mad love for Bianca

Slightly scrunching her brows, "wait a sec, why did Nelly's brother got me a panda teddy and bouquet of roses? What was his intention behind this?"

Vigorously nodding his head, "no bianca, Justin is not having any bad intention in doing this."

"Then why did he bought me them? I mean there must be a specific reason why he decided to buy me roses and– wait a minute" looking at granny Mathilda, "grandma did you asked him to do this, because of yesterday's scene?"

Vigorously nodding her head, "no dear, I didn't ask him to do it."

"Then how did he found out that pandas are my favorite toys?" Without waiting for her reply, she added, "I remember you were the only person I told about my favorite toy. So how did–" waving the Panda teddy, "came outta Nelly brother's thought?"

"Well, he seek my help and advise in a way he can apologize, for locking you up in his room last night. So I told him to get you Panda teddy alongside with roses."

Speechless, bianca helplessly shook her head and gave a weak smile. But she wasn't that mad at him, so why was he feeling all guilty about yesterday's night? It was mistake and they ended up accusing each other, instead of apologizing to each other. Well, whatever, she can't afford to lose this lovely and adorable Panda teddy, in front of her. Grandma can have the rose to herself but as for the panda teddy, damn it's going home with her.

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10:23pm

Justin's apartment

In the room

Rolling countless times, from edge to edge on the bed. Justin pressed the pillows on his head. He was having difficulty in sleeping.

How would he sleep peacefully when the thought of bianca kept on revolving in his head? He has been battling with the thought for hours now. Even when he was still at the office, he couldn't focus properly on what he was doing.

He was completely useless, helplessly and muted. Infact what's the meaning of all these things? Why should he be thinking about her? What so special in this woman that his thoughts kept on driving towards her? Why is he not think of something else but just this particular woman? What the heck is all these? Where are these urges and intense coming from?

Sitting up on the bed, he massaged his forehead, messed up his dark long hair and groaned in frustration. What is going on in his brain? Arrghh! Is he having a mental problem or has he completely gone psycho?