Wild And Wicked

32 | Enchantress

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Enrico's POV:

Twisting and turning in my bed is how my night was spent.

After I dropped Kataleya at her friend's, I kept worrying about her.

I wondered if she ate dinner; Hoping everything was alright. She was alright.

I ponder about her sleep. Did she get enough rest? She stayed up the whole night before. It will tire her up if she skips sleeping again.

What is the reason of her Insomnia? Or, is it something else that doesn't let her sleep?

I guess that will forever be unknown to me.

I checked the time and realized it was five in the morning.

Deciding not to waste my time by laying here on my bed, I got up to take a shower.

After tending to my daily routine, I showered.

It was a long and calming one. The one where my mind always thinks positively and present to me some random, weird thoughts.

While I was pondering with some random shit, my eyes caught a shampoo bottle.
It wasn't mine.

After trying to stop myself from using it, I lost and ended up using Kataleya's shampoo.

It smelled so good. It had the smell of rosewood, vanilla. Not only that, but it was the first time I tried something different, and all because of her.

I sighed and shook my head at my behavior. It was like she had cast a magic spell on me that there was nothing, but only her, in my mind.

Is love at first sight really true?

Nope. I don't think so. There can be a crush development, but love can only arise between someone, when you get to know them.

So, I basically am crushing on Kataleya. And, my whipped behavior is because of this crush sickness.

I imagined patting my own back for solving the quest of the day.

I whistled and opened the bathroom door to get out.

Should I text her and ask her if she is fine?

Nah! I don't want to appear as clingy and cringe.

“WHAT THE FUCK?!!”  I exclaimed, holding the towel, which was wrapped really low on my hips, a little above.

“Don't yell. I have a headache.” Kataleya breathed out.

She was sprawled on the bed with her face buried in the pillow. Her hairs were scattered around, and she was exhausted.

She turned her head towards my side and stared at me.
Her beautiful eyes staring at me made my breath hitched.

My God! She is gorgeous.

Suddenly, I was conscious that I was only in a towel.

“You are back?” I asked, making sure the towel wasn't loose.
She just hummed in response.

When I went closer to the nightstand, I sniffed.

There was some awful smell, but I wasn't sure where it was coming from.