Chapter 5.

                                    

                                          
Chapter 5. 
                          
September. 
                          
The plane ride to Tokyo consisted of three hours. Three hours, that I had to share with someone who declined me before I had the chance to confess. Sitting beside him, dressed in casual clothing, I was immersed. He looked so handsome, safe to say a little bit more without his suit. His hair was tucked neatly in a bun as he gazed outside his side window in tight jeans and a black turtleneck. Looking closely, he looked sad as if his mind fell into a deep fog among the endless clouds that rinsed the sky in front of him. I wondered what he was thinking about?
                          
Earlier when I arrived at the airport back home, I dreaded it since I woke up this morning. At first, I thought if I just declined the trip everything would be okay, but Ren appeared in the back of my mind. I didn't want to disappoint him since after all, I was representing him and the company. Surely, he wouldn't be pleased with me if I backed out at short notice. 
                          
That day, two months ago, when Takuya told me to give up, I cried like a little kid in the bathroom stalls. I don't remember when I stopped but it was evening, and work was over. The tears were so much, at one point I was just crying with nothing coming out but my whimpers of heartbreak. My eyes were bloodshot, like two little waterfalls of pain caused by just one human. But I had to pack my tears away, I had to look forward, I couldn't let him know I was so hurt. I had no reason to have such a broken heart. Maybe I am just a kid, he has every right to have no interest in me. 
                          
"How long are you going to stare at me like that?" Takuya mumbled, deathly bored of the flight we both took part of. I jumped, quickly looking down at my phone updating my whereabouts to Ren who was constantly messaging me. I was trying to act like I wasn't just gawking at such a man but I couldn't put up such a front. 
                          
"I wasn't, trust me." 
                          
"Sure you weren't.' He was still so distant and cold, nothing about him changed. He's only nice when he wants something from me, but at some point, this tough guy attitude gets old. 
                          
"How did you and Ren meet...what are you to him?" I casually asked, making my question the first thing I really said to him since we boarded the plane thirty minutes ago. He moved, turning his head to stare straight my way. 
                          
"Why do you want to know that? Isn't that something you should be asking your boyfriend?" I grunted, rolling my eyes until he continued, taking back his harsh words deciding to tell me what I wanted to hear. 
                          
"Ren and I met when I was around your age, he was my friend since I was in college, but it changed when he became my boss. I assure you Ren and I are just friends, nothing more, I don't like husky brutes like him." 
                          
"Ah...is, that so?" I stammered, my interest peaking the more he spoke about his past. Takuya sighed, throwing himself back against the seat to regain his composure. 
                          
"You don't know Ren like how I know Ren, I'm telling you right now, the way he acts around you is a façade, Ren is very obsessive." 
                          
"Ob...Obsessive? Ren is not the type. I mean, he's very passionate when he wants something, but I can't see him be such a guy." I exclaimed in defense, not liking where he was going with this. 
                          
"As I said before, it's because you're not around him enough. Recently Ren told you he loved you correct?" How did he know that? Covering my mouth, I could feel my face turning bright pink from hearing that escape his lips. Did Ren tell Takuya about his confession? Is that why Takuya declined me like that? Because Ren told him he was in love with me? Why am I overthinking this? Takuya doesn't like me, he doesn't like me at all!
                          
"Hey, you still there?" Takuya mocked grabbing my attention once I began muttering something under my breath. 
                          
"Yes, he told me he loved me, but that doesn't make him obsessive." Takuya eyes turned dark, facing the window again.