Falling in Love Was Not the Plan — Chapter 35 I'm Alex, Amara's boyfriend!**

It just took a call for him to make and there were like a queue of seven servants walking in the big drawing room with platters on their arms, all dressed in uniforms.

I gasped, well that is what I could do at that moment.

I remember clearly that he said, snacks!

But what servants served before me was a fully fledged supper with curry, rice, ginger bread with peanut butter, white sauce pasta with cheese and desserts like pudding, slices of muskmelon and finely chopped pieces of watermelon sprinkled with sesame leaves and garnished with a leaf of mint.

It was just what the first three platters served the other fours were yet to be spread around on the big mahogany table before me. I can only gulp my saliva as it was too much for me to see as a snack.

Mr. Rebello unbuttoned the first few of the buttons of his shirt and leaned on the opposite couch while he removed his Rolex watch. He placed it aside and gave me a small smile. "My wife is busy frying some chicken, she would be here in sometime. Please have something while she comes then we can discuss about whatever you have for us to talk on." He serenely said battling with his lashes.

A tired wrinkle of exhaustion spread on his forehead. He looked damned and ruined. The load of work he must have taken under his account in the office today, was visible on his face. He wearily yawned sitting cozily on the couch by resting his back against the comfy cushion and signalled me to begin.

"Uh thank you, sir. But I am not hungry, would you mind calling Amara here. I would like to talk to her before I go, she is— mad on me." I hesitantly uttered. Her father's back erected, the amusement that my words spread across his face forced him to cock his right brow.

He licked his lower lip with a slight nod. "You are...." his forefinger pointed at me, he wanted my clear introduction.

We had a good talk, I messed up with the security staff of his villa and even got inside his house with him yet, I had not introduced myself to him.

Whether I told him my name or not, I can't remember that.

His coughed lightly with the intention of breaking my trance. I was zoned out. And as I noticed him smiling at me with a 'May i know who are you, kid' look, I sat straight myself and forced my lips into a grin as I said. "Oh I am extremely sorry. I did not introduce myself to you yet." I slightly scratched my temple as I was not sure what to say.

Well there was nothing impressive to introduce about myself except that I was here to confess my own feelings to Amara. There was nothing I could share with him that would create a good impression on him.

Neither was I wealthy nor were I good enough in studies.

There was particularly nothing which I could flaunt in front of him. In fact the thought, that I was here after a guilty realization, it was not letting me stay motivated either.

'Fuck you, Alex! You are the God damn captain of the college's football team, and it was you, why the Springfield Academy could defend the title of champions this year. You don't possess as much wealth as his, but you are good looking enough to impress him! And you love Amara, that is all it matters.'

I thought.

Exactly, I don't know what the fucking hell was wrong with me that I was feeling so low?

I never let my confidence down in front of anyone, be it Perry's brute father. Then why was I feeling so fucking nervous before Amara's father.

' May be because he was her father!'

No matter what, be yourself Alex, stop fretting. Be you.

And with that I took a deep breath and forced myself to get over the inferior feeling that was forming within my body. I let my body loose and cracked my neck in order to get that feeling that, I— was Alex Ragnar. The Alex Ragnar.

"Well I don't know where to begin, sir, but I just hope you won't kick me out after knowing my identity, as in who am I?" I smirked with slight nervousness yet again.

Much to my surprise he chuckled and nodded his head. He looked more and more amused with every new word I spoke on front of him. His friendly and open minded nature gave me good feels, and with no further hesitation, I said what was a pure fucking lie. "Alright, I am Alex, Amara's boyfriend!" NO sooner I uttered the lie than his eyes widened in shock.

I only chuckled a bit seeing how his eyes narrowed, and he scratched his head. He looked at the served so called snacks but full supper on the table and smiled at me. "Are you, uh Amara's what?" he scratched his right cheek confusingly as his lips stuck together.

It was funny and I wanted to laugh at him because I never thought he would act like that. "You heard me right, sir. I am Amara's boyfriend, Alex Ragnar. And I came here to see her." I openly lied with confident.

It was a lie for a few minutes for now because I had made my mind to propose Amara today anyway.

Now I felt a bit good. All the weariness that I had seemed to have disappeared. That sounded a bit strange that I was introducing myself as Amara's boyfriend to her father even before meeting Amara. But it was amusing me equally.

And the expressions her father gave me, I can only lie more confidently. "Actually we picked up a small argument, misunderstanding increased, it led to a fight, I got irritated, I shouted on Amara, she cried, she called me a cheater and left the hostel before I can see her and apologize. And in the morning, her hostel room mate told me about her leave to her eyes and as you see, I came instantly in the morning to see her. But that bitch George... " I held my mouth together having sweated on his son.

He smiled looked down at the table and nodded. "Uh I mean, Amara's brother, he misjudged me as a kidnapper when I met him in the afternoon after he returned, perhaps from school." I shrugged my shoulders. "And he said the same to the security guards and rest... You know what happened." I finished the narration as a flowchart with a tired exhalation of a sigh.

"Pardon me honey, I am late." Her father was still registering whatever I narrated but at the same time, Amara's mother entered in with another tray.

She placed it on the table after making some space. The table was packed with too many plates already even then, Mrs. Rebello adjusted the plates of fried chicken on the table and took a seat next to her husband while she grinned. "I hope I did not miss any conversation. Oh before we begin, I just wanted to inform that Amara had to go back to her room. She is not feeling good since the morning. She seems low! I hope she does not fall sick." My back erected over her Words while the man sitting next to her, Amara's father, his eyes shot up staring at my face with narrowed eyes.

I can see disappointment on his face even then, he kept quiet. "I have any ways informed her that her friend has come to see her, and she said, she would join us in sometime. Hope you are okay, uh what is your good name, dear. If may I ask you?" She asked not knowing how to address me.

I parted my lips, my name lingered on the tip of my tongue while I prepared myself to repeat my introduction once again— nevertheless, "Alex. He is Alex, Amara's boyfriend." Mr. Rebello answered on my behalf.

"Oh Alex. Wait, what? Amara's boyfriend!" She began it with a smile but ended her sentence with an exclamation.

I forced a smile between my hesitation with a nod of approval as her eyes grew wider. "Yeah, he is Amara's boyfriend." Her father spoke again.

He picked up a tooth pick and dug it in one of the pieces of watermelon and stuffed the same in his mouth. " In the morning, You told me that Amara was crying! And even Mrs. Harris noticed that she looked vulnerable!" He uttered and his wife nodded in yes. "Well that is because she came home after fighting with him over a small misunderstanding. And this poor kid came all the way from the outskirts to the main city to meet Amara in the early morning."

From his tone it was cleared that her father believed my words.

The way he repeated my words in his way, to his wife, I can see, he kind of, sympathized me. However, her mother looked a bit suspicious. She ought to, I suppose.

Amara was a cute sweet innocent girl, she couldn't fight with even a honeybee, let fight with her boyfriend. Her trust on her daughter was way too strong that she can't stop eyeing me with doubtful gaze. "I don't believe Amara would do something like that!" she glared her husband as if she was insisting him to talk to me more about it.

I saw Mr. Rebello giving his wife a light nod before he turned to face me. But before he can shoot me with his query, I stated another lie, "She walked on me while I was hugging another girl." I smiled but the confusion and amusement on their faces increased and the pair of husband and wife stared each other with indescribable looks.

But the damage was done, I already messed up their brains with back to back lies and it was quite funny for me. Now that I have created a story, I will surely make it come true because, Falling in love with their daughter was not a plan, but making them fall in my trap, so they accept our love is planned. And I will do that before I meet you as your boyfriend, Ms. Topper!

Tbc...