♫ Drew ♫
I was seriously jealous! I don’t understand why she keeps thinking about Rawbin when I’m the one who’s there with her.
Everywhere we go, it reminds her of him. Just when I dared to be with her, this is what happened. It just ruined my day.
“C-Can I?” she asked, referring to the radio in my car. She didn’t even wait for me to respond and just turned it on.
“Am I friend, am I lover, do we still, need each other~”
“Stupid song!” I sneered and subconsciously pressed the next button. I can see in my peripheral view that she’s smiling. She’s probably thinking I’ve gone mad as I’m fighting with the radio.
I pressed the next button again when I didn’t like the song. It took me three tries before she stopped me and pressed the back button.
“That’s right baby, I’m goin’ crazy, I need to be your lady~”
She sang along and I suddenly feel like my nerves calmed down. It really hits different when she sings and Kevz was right, you can literally feel the emotions.
"You really like that song huh?" I’ve heard her sing this several times, especially when she’s hanging out by herself at the terrace.
“Yeah, that’s my song for yo---” I suddenly turned to look at her as it slipped from her mouth. Thank God there’s heavy traffic or I don’t know what could have happened when she said that while we’re on a green light.
"What?" I asked, trying to confirm what’s already confirmed. She turned to look outside the car window, with her cheeks turning crimson. Reaching out for her chin, I tried to turn her head and face me, but she just stiffen her neck.
“Forget it!” she snapped, before turning her body to face the other side.
“That’s your song for me?” I parroted with my face breaking into a wider smile. She didn’t reply so I took out my phone, opened YouTube, and tried searching for the song and playing it.
“God, you’re so silly…” she muttered.
I chuckled as she didn’t even glance over her shoulders when she said that. "Why? It’s a good song!” I commented.
She turned to face me and was about to snatch the phone so I quickly place it behind the steering wheel. I was even surprised when I started singing along.
"Can you please stop smiling? You’re starting to annoy me,” and she is indeed about to get annoyed.
I broke into a short laugh, “What’s wrong? Is it bad to be happy?” and she smirked at me.
Her lips were moving as if she were saying something to herself. I tried reaching out for her hand but she was quick to avoid my action.
“Les you’re such a snob,” I whispered but she didn’t respond to me. She stayed quiet until we reached Costas.
I soon as I turn off the engine, she slipped out of the car, and without looking back, she headed straight to the stairs. I followed her quickly, afraid that she might lock me out.
“Why are you following me?”
“Why are you suddenly grumpy?” I asked as I walk closer to her.
“Piss off, Drew! Stop fooling around…”
“You’re mouth!”
“It’s because you’re being a dick head!” and that cut the last string.
She was wide-eyed when I kissed her all of a sudden so I just closed my eyes. When I peeped, her eyes are now closed too and she started to return my kisses.
I was already enjoying our moment when she suddenly pushed me away. “Enough Drew, this is wrong,” she blurted out before turning her back on me, unlocking her door, and getting gin. I followed her in and sat on her couch. “Get out!” she sneered but I just shook my head at her. “Get out or I’ll call security?” she added but I just smiled at her.
“I won’t leave until you explain why you said what you said earlier.” Crossing one leg over the other, I leaned back and spread my arms on the backrest of the couch.
“There’s nothing I need to explain to you. Leave!”
“No, I won’t! Now tell me, why can’t I kiss you? You don’t like me anymore, Les? You don’t love me anymore? You’re not in a relationship with Zone, right? Why can’t I?” but I didn’t get any response.
After all the questions I threw at her, she just turned on her back and attempted to get inside her room. Luckily, I was quick enough to reach so I scooped her up and dropped her on her couch.
“This asshole!” she sneered before tugging at my earlobe.
“Les, stop! It’s painful!” I lay her down on the couch before lying next to her. Boxing her between my body and the backrest, I even put a leg over her, just to make sure she can’t escape.
"Now tell me the reason why I can't come close to you?" I asked sweetly while tucking her stray hair behind her ear.
She let out a sigh, clasped both hands and placed it over her stomach then closed her eyes. "Because you’re engaged or maybe even married," she muttered.
“And where did you hear that?”
“Heard it thru the grapevine,” she replied, unmoving.
“Oh my God, you just heard it? Did you even try to confirm it?” she shook her head.
I rest my chin on her shoulder but she’s still not moving. She’s like a did person, lying next to me. Instead of being bothered, I started telling her what happened.
I told her everything, including Myco’s participation. While telling her the story, a tear escaped from her eye.
"Les, why?" I asked but she just shook her head and smiled, still with her eyes closed. I wiped the tear and thankfully, nothing followed. “Is everything clear to you now?” and she nodded."I just realized, I’m that much of an asshole to you? That I'll kiss you even if I’m already engaged or married?” again, she nodded. “Wow! Thanks for your honesty!” she giggled and I wasn’t’ able to stop myself from chuckling too. I hugged her tightly and whispered, “I love you so much, Leslie Monica.”
Her eyes flew open and she slowly moved sidewards to face me. Caressing my cheek, I even close my eyes as I feel the warmth of her palm. But I was shocked when after that sweet gesture, she slapped me.
I even received double damage as after she slapped me, I was so surprised that I fell from the couch and my head hit the coffee table.
“Wow! You’re really an asshole!” she exclaimed.
“What is it this time?” I asked while massaging the part of my head that hit the table.
She stood up and started pacing back and forth in her living room. When she stopped, she faced me as she place a hand on her waist. “Say thank you!” she ordered.
As I was confused as to what was happening to her, I obeyed, “Thank you?”
“You're welcome,” she replied. “Because that should have been a punch instead of a slap!”
“Hang on, what did I do this time?” I asked, touching the cheek she slapped earlier. In fairness, it did hurt.
“I almost died because of you! I almost got hit by a car Drew!” and her yelling shocked me. ‘When? How?’ “I lost sleep thinking who that anonymous texter was, yet it was none other than you!”
And I froze.
After a while, I almost broke into laughter thinking about what was causing her fury. I stood up to face her and stop her from going back and forth.
Holding both her hands to make sure they won’t do something hurtful again, I apologized to her. “It’s just that I was really ashamed to introduce myself and I can’t tell you what I wanna say directly, so I did it thru text, thru anonymity. That started when I first met you. I didn’t know how to approach you. I admit that at first, I didn’t like you because I found out the story of the past from my cousins. But I can’t stop myself! I think it was love at first sight. I tried to stop when things got complicated, but I can’t help it. I have to tell you how I feel even if it’s just thru text messages or simple gifts. I feel like I’ll burst out of frustration if I didn’t do that.”
I let go of her hand and sat on the couch, cupping my face with both hands. I felt nervous and scared at the moment. ‘What if she gets mad at me again?’
I felt the couch dip, she sat next to me. Although I was hesitant to face her, afraid I might get slapped again, I still did.
She's crying, again. I wanted to wipe the tears away but my hands feel cold and my palms are sweating.
She then touched my face, caressing the cheek she slapped earlier. “Does it hurt?” her voice was sweet and it warmed my heart. I nodded as I face her but she just smirks at me, “You deserve that!”