JanTom: Complete Opposites

Chapter Seventy-Two : Cheers

CHAPTER SEVENTY- TWO : Cheers

Today felt like a dream.

A dream that would be excruciatingly painful if I woke up. And while I'm at it, I wish for John Keat to be alive from the dead and swoon me with his awfully tragic poems.

However this wasn't a dream. I confirmed that by pinching my bare skin and Tom's to which he yelped, calling me "Sadistic and mused in inflicting pain on him"—which is totally not true.

"Well, see you tomorrow," he flashed me a small grin, standing on the first step of the steep stair by the front porch with the gleam of the sun setting behind him.

"Yeah."

But before I could turn my heel and face my back against him, he leans forward and plants a short peck on my cheeks.

Immediately, my cheeks become warm red and I slightly shove him away from me, making him stagger his stance just a bit.

"T-that was sneaky of you!"

"You're so adorable when you're mad, Janna," he lightly chuckles, amused by me getting riled up.

I clicked my tongue in disdain, narrowing my eyes at him. "You're really something, idiot. You're getting ahead of yourself, you know?"

"What? Can't I get at least a goodbye kiss?" he pouts, feigning ignorance like the annoying pest he is.

"It's too late for that. Go! Shoo!" I placed my hands behind his back and ushered him to his place.

"You're so cold, Janna. And you were so sweet just a second ago when you professed your undying love for me—"

"AH! I don't want to hear it!" I screamed, muffling his voice with mine.

I'm still embarrassed with myself. I was desperate, I tell you. Desperate people would do anything, even leave their ego and I did just that.

Now I regret my decisions and want to crawl up on a hole that nobody would even find. Too cheesy. Too..sweet that it makes me cringe from the insides.

If I thought more about it, I should've just coolly said, "I like you." I just had to act like every whiny, corny character on a RomCom movie with predictable ending.

"You even said, "I love you To—"

"Shut up! I'll break up with you if you keep this up!"

"No!" he cried. "---I'll stop! Just don't break up with me! We haven't even had our first day anniver—"

"Tom!"

"I'll stop. Seriously this tim---"

He pauses, cutting his sentence abruptly short like someone stole the words out of his mouth. I could feel his body turn rigid and I stopped pushing him.

What the hell is wrong with him?

I peeked from his sides, curious as to why he stopped and is now acting like a mannequin who can't move.

Then my eyes widened in mortification, like someone just tore up someone's corpse in front of me with my cheeks twice as tomato red than before.

I couldn't find the strength to mutter a single word. My mouth was dry like the Sahara Desert and I anxiously swallowed the lump on my throat.

"Break up?"

Shoot. Think of a lie Janna!

I'm the greatest liar! Right. I'm the master of lies and deception! I've been watching and observing antagonists for this skill to be finally used.