Miss.Stranger
928 Words
Zach POV.
"Look whose here, the one and only Zach." My friend Ryan said.
"Here take this". I gave him the food which was made by Miss stranger. He stared at the food for almost five minutes.
"No way dude...you don't know a single thing about cooking. You can't make this without anyone's help." He said.
"Dude...I took help from the internet and cooking books it wasn't that hard. Come on taste it and tell me how is it."
He opened the box and the aroma of the food spread in the room.
"Woah it smells so good I hope it also tastes good." He was about to take a bite when he stops.
"I hope I don't die after eating this."
He tasted the food. His reaction was hilarious. His eyes were wide opened.
"It's.... it's delicious. No way you can't make this, it's the best I've ever eaten. I know you, Zach, you can't make this not in your wildest dreams okay, tell me the truth."
"Did you ever tasted any fried rice and chicken similar to this one?"
"No."
"You tasted this dish from all the restaurants of this city and from my chef too. Did my mine tastes similar to them?"
"No, but-"
"Then you shouldn't doubt me and accept it that I'm an amazing chef," I said with a smirk on my lips.
"Just because you make a dish and it tastes good doesn't mean that you're an amazing cook."
"You're just jealous."
"Huh.. jealous my a**". He said.
He started to eat. Man, I really really want to taste it. I want to taste her cooking. I want to see that her cooking is also good as she is.
"I was running out of time so I didn't taste how is it. Let me taste it." I lied.
"I don't want to share a single bite of this, If you want to taste it, then make some for yourself after all now you're an amazing cook."
Idiot.
"Go to hell."
"If by any chance you made someone to make this to you again, send me some more." He said winking at me.
I knew he'll figure it out.
"Whatever I'm leaving now".
I left his apartment reached to my car and started driving. I really wanted to taste that dish. I reached to my penthouse. I don't know why but my mind was occupied by
Miss stranger.
I didn't even know her name. I wonder what is her name. She's so kind and beautiful. She's a brunette with chocolate brown eyes. She has angelic features. I was shocked when she agreed to help me. When she was late I thought she'll not come. I was getting angry on me that how can I be so stupid to trust a stranger but I don't have any chance except to trust her so I decided to wait for her.
I was about to leave when I heard her melodic voice. I stopped in my tracks to see her behind me.
She gave me the food and I thanked her. She started to walk away. I don't want her to walk away I wanted to know her. At least I want to know her name. I asked her name but she refused to tell me and started walking away.
I want to talk to her so I asked why was she late. She told me her reason that she was helping someone. I want to know this stranger so I asked her name again but she again refused to tell me.
I wanted to tell her my name but she was already gone. I remember when I first bumped into her. I was mesmerized by her beauty. I never apologize or say thank you to anyone. When I bumped into her she started to apologise but I cut her off saying sorry to her.
I was also shocked by my this act. I wanted to stay and talk to her but my i***t friends were watching me. I again apologized to her and started walking backwards. She stared at me for a little while.
A smile formed on my lips and I started to wave at her. She started walking and disappeared in the crowd. I wanted to stop her and get to know her but because of this stupid bet, I couldn't.
Fate was with me and I met her again in the grocery store. I needed help and I also want to know her so when I saw her with some ingredients I instantly asked if she knows how to cook. She said yes. I asked her to teach me but she refused. I said I'll pay her but she got angry and again refused to help me.
I followed her again and told her my reason. I thought she will refuse again but she agreed to help me. She helped me but in her way. But that was enough for me.
She's the most beautiful and kind girl I've ever seen. All the girls I've dated throw themselves on me. Girls throw themselves on me for my money or looks. I always wanted a girl who loves me, cares for me. Who wants to be with me.
When I saw that all girls just want money or my looks. I just stopped dating. I thought all girls are the same but after meeting this girl I think my views about girls are going to change.
The girl whom I call Miss stranger cause she didn't want to tell me her name was different. I want to know her. Maybe just maybe she's the one for me.
Hahaha, stupid Zachary. Why are you thinking so ahead? But one thing is for sure.
I will find you Miss stranger and soon we won't be strangers.
- Writer
