Days after that night was like one of my good memories. No, it's perfect. As a result, we became closer to each other. It's not that difficult, because it's easy for him to get along with other things.
I let him do all the things he wants to do with me. That was also part of my willingness to let him court me. That’s his approach too, so I shouldn’t hold back. Even his kisses on my forehead I could not stop because inside I wanted to like that thing.
I love all his simple moves. Exciting. But the love he feels overflows me even more. His care for me is genuine. I don’t see being strained there. I didn't see anything wrong or signs that he was just tripping me. Especially if it's just a bit and he's good at acting, I'll fall in love!
I have to be patient. I didn’t have to rush everything because I knew it would be difficult. Especially for me, I would only get hurt again if it was all just a game.
"Can you fix this?" I approached Stewart one day when he offered to let us study at the Library. I was just writing something in my notebook and I made a mistake so I approached him to ask for help to erase my mistake.
"Sure, wait." He whispered. He took the notebook I was holding and laid it in front of him. He took a small object from his bag, it was black as if it had a small machine inside.
“How do you use that? Is that a machine?” I frowned at the question pointing inside that thing.
“This is what you called correction tape, Mariella. And yes, it's like a machine because that's where this thing works." He put it down. Focuses on the part I need to erase.

Pressed the very end then and slowly pulled back to the right. White intercepted the thing I had erased from him.
“There you go! It's all fixed, baby. You can write again. Just don’t make mistakes again, alright?” He whispered as if I were a child who did not know what to do.
But I agree... I nodded to him one after another and started writing again. I sat up, as did my chair.
“Arlene, Arlene,” one of my classmates called.
He looks so intense.
"Oh, why?" I was startled by the question.
“Help me with math! It‘s so difficult, I can't get it.” Dhayniel spoke against him and sat down next to me.
I beat him. "It's just that, then the way you act like something happened ah?"
"I'm sorry!"
"Quiet!" Shout out to the Librarian. I blinked and began to teach him in a low voice.
He’s not a fast learner but when I slowly explained to him how to get the solution and answer then he also gradually got so we also ended easily.
"You're a good teacher!" he said happily.
"Is it still me?" I smiled.
"Oh, right. We're still studying."
"Thank you again, Apostol."
I just nodded and turned to face my notebook. I opened it and started writing again. Wet, letter, that’s all I do. There are points when I read a page of a book twice so I can keep it more.
I also study how to solve or why a problem has such an outcome.
When I turned to my right I saw Stewart asleep. The arm is used to make a pillow. He seems to be sleeping peacefully. I feel the world is peaceful when he is asleep. All these days of being with him... is the perfect memory of mine. Those simple dates with him... watching movies, eating street food, walking around Manila, playing in the park, eating ice cream in Pasay... we had many memories in just three days.
Our life can be happier by just having both of us. He can be more than that, we can make lots of memories.
This place of ours is not very crowded. Just the two of us really, all the students were there in the middle, where there were a lot of tables and chairs. Fortunately, there is also the part you don't want to disturb. On the side were many books. Opposite us were many more vacant seats, as well as behind me. But, there’s just really no one right now because everyone else still has class, we’re vacant now and Riana is with Carlo somewhere.
I stayed there studying, while he slept soundly. I slowly picked up the notebook he was lying on and looked at it. His penmanship is good, it's good, it's just better for me... He also answered math, just like what I taught my classmate Day earlier. Pure, linear lines I see there. Maybe he can't get the lesson like that?
I sighed and answered it, I also wrote down how I answered everything so that he would understand how I got the answer.
I'm starving... I'm feeling cold as well as my sweat. My stomach is getting bigger, but even so, I'm probably still able to endure while he's still asleep. I don't want to be disturbed, especially since I can see that he is sound asleep. He was also to blame for why we woke up last night, he called me from skype, that's why... we had a video call until dawn.