Saved By Him

Chapter 17

Isabella Rose

Choosing to wear a simple but cute bathing suit paired with a necklace, I throw on a thin cardigan and some sliders before leaving my hotel room.

As I close my room door, I'm greeted with Valentino's hotel room which was opposite to mine.

I internally debate whether I should knock and ask if he's also coming, but then decide against it. It's not like we're friends or something, I mean we still act like enemies towards each other.

I wonder if he's ever going to fully trust me.

I sigh and begins walking towards the elevator. I'm about to push the button to close the doors when I hear some yell, "Wait! Hold up!".

A young man comes into my view as he swiftly jogs inside the elevator, before leaning against the wall of it breathing heavily.

I stare at him confused. Did he really just run for the elevator?

"Yes I did run for the elevator, have you seen the floor we are on. There's no way I'm taking the stairs" he responds, and only then I realise I voiced my thoughts subconsciously.

"Okay no need to be so cranky" I say rolling my eyes before pressing the ground floor button. There are plenty more elevators he could have taken or even just waited for.

The door closes and I avoid eye contact. "I'm sorry, didn't mean to come off as rude. Just having a bit of a bad day" he says softly as I feel his head turn to look at me.

I turn to look at him mumbling "forgiven", before looking away.

"I'm Josh" he says extending his hand.

"Did I ask?" I reply in a bored tone.

"Who's being cranky now?" He says with a chuckle.

When I don't say anything he sighs before trying again, "I said that I'm sorry. And you even forgave me".

My mind goes back to Valentino telling me that I have no one to call my own. Perhaps making a holiday friend isn't so bad. Even though this isn't exactly a holiday.

"Isabella" I say, and I see a smile form on his face at my response.

"Nice name"

"Thanks"

I didn't even realise how high our room floor was until now.

"So, where are you from?" He asks and I internally chuckle. How do I explain to him I was forced to move country to country.

"Italy" I decide on saying, to avoid questions I didn't want to answer.

"You don't look Italian, no offence" he says with furrowed eye brows.

"I'm not, but I'm currently living there. How about you?" I ask

"I live here in Germany. Some friends from abroad came to visit and we decided to stay here" he replies as we exit the elevator.

"That sounds fun so why are you having a bad day? Shouldn't you be happy to see your friends?" I ask curious.

We continue walking until I stop to hear his answer. "Yeah well one of my mates has brought their girlfriend" he says sadly.

"Ahh let me guess. You like her?" I ask with my eye brow raised, as I take a sip of water from my bottle.

"No. I like him" he replies and I instantly spit out the water, coughing in shock.

"Um girl are you okay?" He asks as he taps my back as I trying to stop coughing.

"Yep. I'm okay" I say in a croaky voice as I recover quickly.