She's My Number Two

8. Tug of War

We both landed on the floor, me on top of him.

Our faces are just inches away from each other.

My eyes widened, realizing that our position isn’t proper.

He’s not moving, not making any signal that he doesn’t like what’s happening between us.

He layed there, not alarmed, but surrealistic as I am.

 

My hands moved, trying to push my weight out of him but my body weakened.

I fell again.

“Oww!” he grumbled.

This time our faces moved closer, my nose’s tip touched his.

“Sorry.” I said, apologetic.

His features are amazing; His face, his fair complexion, his deeply setted dark eyes, his pointed nose…his pink lips.

His lips…I can’t take my sight out of it.

And now he bit it. Can I too?

What am I thinking?

He is my bestfriend, just my bestfriend.

I continued my gaze, not blinking.

He too, stared right into my eyes…into my soul.

I became stoned as he smiled; his hands moved at my back, it pulled me into a hug.

It was an unbreakably strong hug.

Moments after, it felt like our distance is compressing.

We’re moving closer.

My heart is going crazy to bits.

I closed my eyes.

*GRRUUUUUUUUUUUUUU* pesteng tiyan ‘to, panira ng moment. Badtrip!

First kiss na sana napurnada pa. Ang sarap na ng pag-i-english ko eh!

Unti-unting nagtataas baba ang mga balikat ni Jared.

Natatawa siya, nagpipigil lang.

Hanggang sa mag-full speed ito, and before he knows it, humahagalpak na siya.

Ano pa ba ang ginagawa ko dito sa ibabaw niya?

Gumulong ako paalis sa kanya, ganun lang pala kadali yun, pinahirapan ko pa ang sarili ko.

Para siyang bulate na sinabuyan ng alcohol, nakahiga pa rin at ang likot-likot niya, pinapalo niya ang sahig sa tabi niya.

Dahil sa inis ko ay kumuha ako ng throw pillow at pinaghahampas siya.

Nakakairita! Ganun na nga ang nangyari tinawanan pa niya ako, bestfriend nga naman talaga.