PETER

Were now laying side by side on the sand of the beach. She had a great time with Faye, I wish all her questions about her fans has been answered by my sister. Her eyes were closed, her face was so peaceful.

I lower my face to kiss her nose and I saw her smile. "I love you princess..." she looks at me and smile. She didn't say a word and just buried her face on my neck.

"Peter... why do you love me?" she asked. Her hands on my head stroking her fingers like a heart shape.

"I thought you're done with those questions..." I said a bit laughing.

"Why? Don't you have any reason?" she said narrowing her eyes at me. She's really beautiful, I get lost in her eyes that I didn't hear what she's saying which is bad.

"You don't really love me do you?" I hear her says then she gets up and straddled me on my stomach. Then she starts biting my shoulder with her sharp teeth. That hurts!

"Adele... stop it! You brat!" I yelled as she moves her mouth on my neck. She never knows what she's doing to me. I don't care how it hurts but her hot lips on my skin is fucking turning me on. She laughs as she gets back seating on my stomach but I guess she feels it as I saw how her eyes widened.

I swear, my face turns red in embarrassment. She laughs at me miserably... so I have no choice. I get up with her on my arms and run to the water.

"No! No! No... Peter you won't!!" she screams... but it's too late I already throw her on the cold water. It's my turn to laugh at her.

My laughters slowly fades as she didn't resurface when I expected her to. Where the fuck is she. I dive into the water just to feel someone jumping on my back.

"You fucker! You deserve to die..." ok, I get it. I fell for it... why is it even possible for me to think she'll get drown when she spent most of her resting hours on her tub. Yes, she's sleeping under water... she's a mermaid.

But she gets off me after a few seconds then she swam back to the shore, she's hugging herself so I bet she's cold. I swam to her and swept her off her feet and run to her house... she's laughing so hard. She pecks my lips before jumping on the ground then run to the bathroom.

I love her... I will never love anyone else this much.

***

After a couple of hours, she stays in her bathroom, she walks out with her robe on. "How's your sleep princess?" I asked her. She glares at me.

"Why didn't you wake me up?" she asked me while seating on my lap in the couch.

"I love to because I wanted to cuddle with you but I'm afraid your naked in there and I wouldn't be able to control myself." I told her. She blushed. She's cute.

I looked down at her, her arms and her legs were visible so I can see her bruises. My eyes started to water... I rub my hands on her thighs and I move her robe to the side just to see more bruises. I reach on the tie of her robe but she stops me. I kissed her lips like saying it's alright. "Please, just let me see it princess." I told her with my tears flowing down my face. She nodded.

I swear a million times as I saw her whole body covered with bruises. I want to ruckus in anger. What kind of human would do this? I cried so much... how can he even dare to hurt my princess.

"Tell me... why did he do this to you?" I pleaded her. She just hugs me. she didn't say a thing. I was hurt for sure but I have to understand her. But I can't promise to hold back the next time I will see her husband... or maybe I can do it now. I pick her up and put her gently to the couch.

"Where are you going? Don't leave me here please..." she held my arms.

"I'm going to talk to Simon." I told her. I saw fears in her eyes and her hands on my arms tighten.

"No... he's not here. He's in Indonesia..." she walks over me and hug me. "Pete will you sleep beside me?" she asked me. With that, I lift her off and we run to her room. "Excited, aren't we? We're just going to sleep." She told me. of course I know that and it doesn't matter... I want to be with her.

She strips her robe in front of me and I can't help but whistle. She flashes me a middle finger while putting on her pair pajamas... yes, she wears a pair of pajama when sleeping, those pajamas printed with cartoon characters. She's like a kid.

After that, she got her journal and jump on me in her bed. She rests her head on my stomach while I was combing her wet hair.

Well, she got a lot to read there and I'm sure her hair will completely dry before she finished reading those.

ADELE

You are not mine but sometimes I pretend that you wish you were. I create this idea that you secretly want me and I often forget it's just something I've made up. You do not want me and you are not mine.

That's the first note I read on my journal. I look at him and his just watching me... God knows how this note speaks for myself.

You would always laugh at your silly jokes and your laugh would make me laugh which would make you laugh even more...and there we would be there laughing at your own silly jokes.px

That's the second one... I pinched his arms with my nails. He's shitting me... I love him.

Loving you is the most beautiful thing I've ever done and yet it is the most painful one too. Knowing that you'll be kissed by someone else...px

With that, the thought of Simon crosses my mind. "Peter..." he looked at me. "Since when did you realize you love me?" I wanted to know...

"Since the very first time I saw your demo on MySpace and I told someone I need to sign you." I nodded... but wait....

"What did you just say?" I asked him sitting up on the bed beside him. I saw how his face turned pale.

"I said I love you the very first time I saw you on MySpace." That's not how it ends earlier. I narrowed my eyes on him.

"Don't tell me you own the company?" he turned away and that's it. "Uh-huh! You are that unknown king!" I said trying to catch his gaze.

"Stop it Adele. What are you saying? I am just your bodyguard..." he said. He's not a good liar at all. I knew it... well, I kinda knew it, I mean he acts like a rich man ever since.

"Ok." I said. He respected my decision when I choose not to say anything... I could do the same for him. I go back on reading his entries on my journal.

I wonder what the words 'I love you' sounded like when they come out of your mouth although of course I would never have got the chance.px

I closed my journal and looked at him. He's busy looking at the ceiling. I cup his face and made our eyes meet.

I kissed him... with all the love in the world, I kissed him. "I love you." I told him. I saw how his eyes water and then he smiles at me.

"So, how is it? Does it sound magical?" I cackle as he pulled away from me realizing I was just messing around. Of course I mean what I say but I just want to throw some silly jokes. I held his hands. 'Hey, I was just kidding, I thought you like my silly jokes." And with that he grabs me and pinned me to the bed, although it hurts because of my bruises, I never felt this happy in my life.

"You brat!" he kissed me this time... more passionate, no urgency and full of love. "I love you Princess."

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