"What? Are you sure? There are no other hotels in the area, where am I supposed to stay?" a young woman, in her early twenties, questioned the hotel manager. She was visiting the small town of Framlingham to take care of her father, who was deathly ill and bedridden at the hospital. This particular hotel, Keava Garden Suites, was the only one within fifty miles of the surrounding area. She had only brought enough money for the cab ride there because her father, without her consent, had said he would pay for everything else.
"I would like to help, but I'm afraid I can't. I apologize, but there are no more rooms available" he said with a fake smile.
"I understand. It's fine, I'll find someplace else to stay" she said with an equally fake smile. As she left through the revolving door, she bumped into someone. She looked up to see a man with a surprised expression. His skin and eyes were a light, almost pink, red color. His dreadlocked hair was crimson, reaching down to the base of his neck. His sweater and jeans were the same color as his hair, the bandana around his neck a bit darker than his eyes. He was broad shouldered, and at least 6'4".
"I-I'm sorry, Miss" he apologized. His voice was smooth, reminding her of the color red. He widened his eyes, soaking in her appearance. This must have been the most beautiful girl he had ever seen. She was very petite, and doll-like, no taller than 5ft. All of her features looked as though they were painted by a master artist. Her skin was pale and flawless, her lips were full and perfectly pink. She had freckles perfectly scattered across her nose and cheeks. Her bright orange hair was put into curled pigtails, with teal ribbons. Her elaborate, fancy dress was the same color as her hair and ribbons, orange and teal. She was holding her luggage in one hand, and an umbrella in the other, all orange and teal. She had an orange ribbon around her neck. But, what he noticed the most was her eyes. They were huge. The biggest eyes he had ever seen, he could've drowned in that pool of blue.
"No! I mean, it's fine, it's my fault" she said embarrassedly. Her voice sounded like the cute sound the bell on a cats collar makes.
"No, no, I... I-I heard that you needed a place to stay" what the hell was he doing!? Ugh, that had always been one of his worst flaws, saying things without thinking. He tried to keep a straight face (although he felt like one of his eyes was squinted), and braced himself for the worst.
"Huh? Oh, yeah, none of the rooms here are available" she said, pointing at the hotel behind her. He thought for sure she would get nervous or angry, but not even a hint of either crossed her face.
'Maybe I could help her. She would've gone to stay with family if she could, but she didn't so she probably has nowhere to stay' he thought. Who knows? She might take him up on the offer.
"I suppose you have nowhere else to stay?".
"Yeah."
"Would it help at all if I...uh, you could stay at my apartment" he offered nervously, looking down. Silence. He looked up. She was completely emotionless for a few seconds, but her the corners of her mouth slowly curled up into a full smile.
"Absolutely! That would help a lot!" she exclaimed, setting down her luggage and wrapping her arms around him. He started blushing like mad.
'She hugged a complete stranger. I'm gonna have to watch after this one' he thought as she pulled away, still smiling gratefully. He looked at her in awe.
"Oh, um, my name's Harry. And you?" he asked, thinking he should probably know her name if she was going to be living with him.
"Bella May, but you can call me May" she said, picking up her luggage, and showing him a blindingly white smile. "Where do you live?".
"I actually don't have a car, but my roommate does. I can call him" he admitted, taking his cell phone out of his pocket, which had a red cover.
"Oh, you have a roommate? Cool!" she remarked, dancing around slightly. He glaced over, realizing how cute she really was. She was very child-like. Hmm.
"Yeah, could you bring the car around?... The hotel... There's only one, man. Yeah, okay, see you in a minute" he said, hanging up and shoving the phone back into his pocket. "He'll be here in a minute. He's also bringing his niece. He lives with us too."
"I see! So, what are their names?" she asked, looking up at him.
"Oh, uh, his name is Robin, his niece's is Manny" he explained, a bit flustered. This was all happening so fast, he couldn't believe this beautiful girl was going to stay at their apartment.
'This should be interesting.'
