All Novel Drama
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“I love you!”
That’s all it takes for Melanie to come back to her sense, she slides her hand from his grip and moves her seat a bit far away from him.
“Get a grip on yourself,” she yells at Andy and forcefully stands up from the seat. “What the hell did you think you are doing?” she shoots him a deadly glare and walks up to the window.
Andy has realised his fault and he feels bad for confessing his love to the woman he wants to make his friend. He raises his body and lets his butt slide off the table.
“Melanie!” he calls out to her and stands behind her back. He makes to hold her hand but she slaps his hand off.
“You’re selfish, Andy!” she says, holding her head in her palms as she processes what he just said to her. “How can you develop a feeling for me when you know too well that I’m with your friend?” she throws her hands in the air and prop her elbow on the window.
“That’s it, can’t I have feelings again because you’re with my friend? How would you know that I have a thing for you if I don’t let it out? How would I be able to lift the burden off my chest if I don’t say it out to you?” Andy brushes his hair to the back. An act he does only when he’s angry or feeling regret.
“You shouldn’t have to say anything to me,” Melanie turn around to have a proper look at the man she was trying hard not to get angry with. “How do you expect me to feel after knowing that you’ve been harbouring a feeling for me and I don’t feel a thing for you? How do you want me to live with the guilt of turning you down?” she fights the urge to yell everything out to his face.
Andy doesn’t seem to have anything to say, he stands still and watches her vent on him.
“I thought you intend to be my friend, and I let you know that I’m with someone. Of which you let it be known to me that you guys were friends. Tell me, is that what friends do?” she leaves him on the stand and walks back to her desk. She pushes the system to a side and rests her head on the table.Content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.
Andy takes a deep breath before walking up to her. He places his palm on her back and cares for it slowly. “I never wish to have feelings for you. I intend to get close to you and make you my friend. But who would not want to have a thing with a fine wine like you?” Andy smiles and he hears her soft chuckles. That alone gives him the hint that she is no longer mad at him.
“I… To be honest with you, I wasn’t expecting a positive reply from you from the onset, but I need to say it so I could see you as a friend. Please I hope you understand my heart?!” Andy conveyed this in a way that make Melanie raise her head to look him straight in the eyes.
She sighs and removes his hand from her back. She stare at him with those eyes that would make anyone do whatever she wanted for her.
“You don’t have to apologise for your heart, I should be blamed for taking it far,” she mumbles lowly. ‘How can I tell you that I was mad because it was you that ask me out first’ she sigh heavily which makes Andy stare at her for a long while.
“When I heard from you that you were friends with Alfred, I thought to myself that our friendship would be of advantage to me because I will get to know him more from you. But it seems nobody knows the true him and every time I try to strike up a conversation with people about him, all they have to say is about his dead wife and wouldn’t even tell me the story behind her death.” She sniffs, hot liquid streaming down her cheeks and Andy hastily wipes it off with his thumb.
“I don’t want to believe that he is a bad person, that’s why I stop having a conversation about him with people.” She smiles out the last drop of tears then shrugs her shoulders.
“I guess if I want to know anything about him, he is the only one I can ask and only he can tell me all I need to know.” she further says and the only thing Andy could do is squeeze her shoulder lightly while lost in his thoughts.
“So, are we still friends?” he asks the question she has been expecting from him.
Her face lit up in a small smile. “Silly! Why would I stop being your friend over an issue that I have forgotten about minutes ago!” she giggles and he smirks at her free will.
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Mr Gordon walks inside the empty house, he walks up the stairs to his room. He can’t blame them for not being at home at that time, he is the one that closes early.
He freshens up and decides to work on a document before going downstairs to prepare food for himself and others.
He whistles loudly as he works on the business proposals. His business has been booming since he joined the organisation and he couldn’t be more proud to contribute 25% of the assets to the organisation.
He couldn’t have earned his uncle’s favour if he hadn’t gone to the gathering with Melanie. His uncle has been pestering him to bring home another lady since his first marriage failed but he couldn’t bring himself to move closer to any other lady until Melanie came into the picture.
“How long has this firm been partnering with the organization?” he arch his brows at a particular file and decided to make use of his phone file.
He walks out of his room minutes later, he gets downstairs and he is about to walk towards the kitchen when he sights a red headphone on the couch. He picks it up and plays the next song.
He dances inside the kitchen and fetches the vegetables from the refrigerator. He is still singing loudly and dancing crazily to the song when the entrance door opens and Melanie walks in with Archie beside her.
“What the hell is he doing?” Archie groans, feeling embarrassed at his father’s dance while Melanie has a smug smirk plaster at the corner of her lips.