Mistaken Identity

Chapter 73: Empire State Building

Kalliyah POV

I yawned and stretched my hands. I had a great sleep. I dreamt about unicorns and mermaids. Dumb, I

know but it was a great dream. I smiled at the memory. I slowly opened eyes but jumped when I saw a

figure hovering over me. I held my hands to my chest.

"Oh my god. I'm so sorry sweetheart." Alex mumbled at he reached out to touch me.

"It's okay." I sigh. Why is he in my room? "Why are you here?" I asked trying not to sound so bad.

His face looked hurt but he quickly covers it with his smile. I love his smile.

"I came here to look at you sleeping. Have I ever told you that you're like an angel when you wake?" I

smiled he's so sweet. He is probably the best boyfriend ever. He did everything to make me happy. He

bought ice-cream for us, he rubbed my foot until I feel asleep last night. What I found weird is that he

did not kiss me, not even once. I kissed him on his cheeks but that's the only contact he really made

except for holding hands. He was indeed taking things slow after all I still have a memory lost. But I

knew I have feelings for him and I did. I'm starting to feel my stomach turn when he smiles at me.

When he holds my hand. He was gentle. It felt like I was falling for him again. I know in my heart that I

was crazy for him once and I'm starting to fall for him again but I don't mind, not one bit. He's a great.

I reach for his cheeks and caress it. "Thank you. You're so sweet to me."

"Of course, I am. I love you and only you."

"I know, you've only told me a million times." I state between laughs.

"That's because you're my heart and I can't afford to lose my heart again." He looked at me with a sad

smile. Again? He lost his heart once before? He lost me.

"Again? What happened?" I query.

I watch as he moved his hands to his neck and rub it. He sigh then answer, "That's a long story, we'll

talk about it next time. Come get out of bed and get a shower, long day today." He really knows how to Original from NôvelDrama.Org.

change a topic.

"What will we be doing?"

"First, I'm taking you to Empire State Building, then we're going to have pizza afterwards we're going to

the amusement park where we'll meet up with your sister and Luke."

"Great, it seems like I'm going to have the best day ever." I smiled up at him.

"You will." He said as he slowly came off my bed. "We are leaving in thirty minutes, please don't be

late."

"Am a ever late?" I smirk.

"Good point." He smiled then exit my room.

An hour later, we were standing in front of the Empire State Building. I looked up at the skyscraper, in

awe. I turn to look at Alex who was already staring at me. "You like it?"

"I love it." I said like a four year child who just got her first lollipop.

"That's good because we're going up." he took my hands in his and we walked to the entrance. After

we entered when I looked around inside as crowded, I rather guess it would be. Everyone wants to see

the view and the top. I was dying to see it too. I held on to his hands tights, with a smile. I'm so excited

for this.

We entered and the tour guide or elevator man, whatever he was begins to speak. "There are 102

Floors in the Empire State Building. 1050 feet is 86th floor and that is for observatory. It weighs 365000

tons." Passengers awed, including me. Alex stay silent with his eyes close. I smiled as I look at him.

His hair slightly blushing his forehead. I had the urge to move it, so I did. He opened his eyes in shock

but as he notices me, his eyes soften.

"Sorry."

"It's okay, Love." He then held my hands then closed his eyes.

I didn't turn my head from his face. I admire him more. He's beautiful, not what you'll use to describe a

man but he is. Not just physically but in every other way. Ever since I've woken he has showed nothing

but love, he utters in daily. My heart beats fast when he's around, my palms get sweaty and I can't help

but smile. Though sometimes he's a little weird, like this morning. I know he loves me, but I never knew

anyone can love someone as much as he loves me. The question is Do I feel the same way? Do my

old me feel the same way?

I think so.

I heart tells me so.