Chapter 56: Chapter 56

Chapter Fifty - Six

Ava's POV

Our walk to the car after my check up with the doctor, was very quiet and silent. There was a heaviness in the silence. We walked side by side, and did not look at each other. Our footsteps matched, sinking in a rhythm, as we marched outside to the parking lot.

When we reached the car, Jasper did the courtesy of opening the passenger side door for me and helped me climb in. Then he walked over to the other side of the car and slid onto the driver seat. Closing the car door, he started the engine to pull the car out of the parking lot slowly.

He placed his hand on my seat as he looked in the rear view mirror, to see backwards. Carefully, pulling it out of the parking lot. Even though my mind was blank from the earlier situation, it still managed to notice or more specifically, find this position weirdly intimate.

The way his arm rested on my seat and he leaned to my side to see behind, it was something that made my heartbeat faster and made me conscious about his every move.

His proximity was doing things to me, I could not explain. I watched him with my breath held in as took control of this car. Every move smoothly calculated and experienced, as if he had done this million times before. Which of course he had but still ...

It was  ecstatic to watch him like that. Weirdly, I had not noticed him doing this when he pulled out of our house's parking lot. But at the moment, I was noticing his every move, every twitch of his hand, his expressions as it changed from casually checking the mirror to concentrating on backing up the car.

I made sure to watch every move from the corner of my eyes and not directly. I did not want to be caught ogling him. Our current situation was awkward enough. I wanted to avoid making it any more awkward than it already was. The peeping thing that I was doing was completely out of the pull that I always felt toward him.

Shortly after I pulled a break on my thoughts, Jasper finally pulled the car out of the parking lot. I stopped breathing when the car beeped with a signal and he pulled out of the parking lot onto the main road.

I settled back down in my seat, readjusting myself to get more comfortable. We had almost an hour ride back home. And that too, if you don't run in traffic.

During the first five minutes of the ride, none of us spoke. We both stared ahead, watching the road as it came forward and passed by. We both were breathing in the same space and were sitting in the same space but none of us were acknowledging each other like we did not even exist in each other's life.

"I don't know what makes her think that." Jasper finally spoke, breaking the heavy silence between us. I glanced at him and saw his profile.

Slick jaw, dark hair and long neck. Not to mention, that his suit did not hide his physique that could make anyone take notice of him. However, that was not the best thing about him, nor the truest one. It was the vibes that he gave out that made people take notice of him. His kind face made him approachable.

He glanced my way, to find me staring at his profile.

"I know what made her think that." I told him, facing forward slowly to see the road. I knew exactly why she had thought that way.

"If you see a young girl going for her routine pregnancy check up, accompanied by a guy who appeared to be the same age, anyone would think the same thing. Especially, who is not fighting like a sibling or behaving like a husband." I said.

"If I were to see a pregnant woman accompanied by a guy, on a Routine pregnancy check up. I would think the same thing. Why would any other guy except the father of the child, help the mother to visit the hospital?" I said. My voice is calm and quiet.

At this moment, I was not feeling anything except for calmness. It was not because I was at peace. No, not at all. It was because I was feeling nothing but cold right now.

There were so many things to think about that I decided to give myself a break before I let the horses of thoughts out of its stable.

Jasper cleared his throat. Not moving his gaze from the road, he spoke.

"Listen, I would have told them earlier but ..." he began but stopped when I spoke up.

"Jasper." I interrupted him before he began rumbling about how the misunderstanding could have been avoided.

"Thank you." I told him with as much sincerity as I could muster.

Jasper's head snapped to my side, shock coating his whole facial features, then suddenly he came back to his senses, he tore his eyes from mine and moved them to the road again.

"For everything. I know that I had told you this before but I am repeating to make sure that you understand, that I mean it. I mean every word. I want you to know that I appreciate everything you have done so far and still do." I told him.

" Before you, I did not know that people like you existed. To even believe that good people were still alive, sounded foreigner to me. Less than being a person who would help a complete stranger for no ulterior motive." I confessed.

"It is not common for a stranger to help a pregnant woman with a routine check up and be happy for her." I whispered and swallowed hard, drinking some of the emotions that were rising to my throat and forcing them to come out of my eyes as tears.

Gosh, I was being way too emotional.

Damn, these pregnancy hormones.

"You are welcome." Jasper says quietly. Almost whispering like I did.

I heard him exhale loudly. I glanced at his way to find him looking pained. Pained. Like he was hurt by my confession.

"Ava?" Jasper said my name. I looked at my hands, fidgeting with my top. I did not look him in the eyes when I answered him.

"Yes." I said, quietly. Still, not looking up to meet his eyes or even looking at his face. I was scared that if I did then he might see my face and read my expressions. The raw helplessness, gratefulness, thankfulness and all the emotions that I was feeling. These were emerging from the deepest part of my heart, from a place where I had grown a soft space for him. Where my stupid for him lied.

"This was the last time. Don't ever thank me for anything else ever again, okay?" He told me, surprising me. Maybe, he noticed my surprised face from the corner of his eyes because he glanced my way and then smiled. His smiled seemed like he was thinkin how stupid and innocent I was. In the most endearing way.

Like when a child gets surprised on the most random and irrelevant thing.

"And we are not strangers. Well, not anymore." He specified.

"Nothing I have done for you is out of charity or sympathy. It is just humane to help other human beings. It does not always have to be a charitable thing." He said and I felt warmth flood every part of my body. Warming every part of my body. It was like someone had covered me with a warm, heavy blanket.

"Okay." I replied to him and that was when our conversation ended. That was the last time we talked.

The heavy and awkward silence changed into a comfortable quiet.

Afterwards, we enjoyed the ride together. Sitting side by side, enjoying each other's presence.

In an hour or so, we reached our house. Getting off the car, we both decided to meet for lunch and that we might cook something together or order pizza. We both went into our respective rooms to change out of our outfit into something more comfortable. I walked upstairs and closed my bedroom door behind me but did not lock it.

I took out my casual pajamas and a blue t -shirt.

First of all, I changed from my tight jeans into my pajamas and threw the jeans into the nearby chair. It was such a relief to finally get rid of those tight jeans, it was almost plastered to my legs. It was really such a relief to wear something that was more easy with air flow.

I took off the hair tie that was holding my hairs together, and let my hair fall free. I was pretty sure that my hair had turned frizzy from the air. It was all frizzy and crazy. I needed to take a bath.

Finally, I moved on to take off my top. It was a weird top with two hooks on my back. I folded my arms backward to reach the first hook and open it but it seemed difficult. I jumped a few times in order to help my arm reach the hook and open it. When at last, I did reach it, I gave the hook a big tug and the first hook fell loose and finally opened.

I let out a sigh and let my arms fall back down to let them rest before I forced them to open the next hook, which seemed even more difficult than the one I just opened.

Seriously, god. What was I even thinking when choosing to wear this top?

With a few seconds' rest, I folded my hands backward again and pushed my hands back up to reach the hook. I jumped and caught the hook. However, I suddenly realised that my free hairs had somehow got tangled in the hook. Which meant whenever I tried to push my head forward, the hair stuck into my hook pulled my head back, sending tinges of hurt down my strands.

"Oh, shit." I let out a cuss. This was not good.

With using my hand, I tried to get my hairs untangled from the hook but it appeared to me that it got more twisted. I tugged, pulled, jiggled and twisted but nothing worked. Soon, my arms were so tired that I could not hold them up any longer. I let them fall down and glared at the ceiling, because that was the only thing I could do.

Unfortunately, I was stuck in an uncomfortable position where I could not move. I needed help. There was no way that I could get my hair out the hook myself, especially knowing I could not see behind my back.

I decided to call for Maria. She would help me with it.

"Ma ..." I began calling her out whenI realised that Maria was not at home.

Damn, shit. Now, I was seriously feeling the need for other employees. Now, what should I do?

Out of nowhere, I suddenly realised that if I really needed to get out of this situation, I had to call Jasper for help. There was no other person in this home at the moment. It was not a pleasant realisation.

God, why do you always do this to me? Why do you always want to embarrass me in front of him? Why?

To give myself one more chance, I tried again.

I tugged and tried to feel for the knot but was unable to. After failing miserably, I decided to resort to the last option that I had left. With a curse word throwing at god, for putting me in this position, I finally called for him.

"Jasper! Jasper, I need your help." I yelled loudly, hoping he would hear me. If he did not then god, I needed to go downstairs like this. Or wait, I could just call him.

"Jasper!" I yelled again, moving towards my phone at the same time.

I was almost picking up my cell phone when I heard the heavy footsteps quickly coming up. The heavy footsteps came to my door and it banged open.

Exposing a very worried and a panicked looking Jasper. I looked at him and spoke.

"Jasper. Please, help me?"