Maybe This Time

CHAPTER TWENTY TWO : COURTING CHANNING

CHAPTER TWENTY TWO   : COURTING CHANNING  

                They decided that I should not at least see my house for a while. I didn't protest because I too still have panics whenever I remember any of the scenes from that night, but what I didn't expect was that they have all voted that I stay at Archer's crib while they are still disinfecting my place.

                First night was the hardest because, it's raining hard and there are thunder echoing throughout the sky. I know to myself that I have overcome my fear, somehow, but due to the recent events; I can't help but freeze and shake under the covers, but Archer came in and help me distract myself from the rolls of thunders by stuffing ourselves with food and watch a bunch of animated movies in his entertainment room, until we both got tired of laughing and slept at the same spot.

                It is Sunday, Archer still got his arm in cast, because Victor said he's feeling bored, he invited Jean and Dean to crash to Archer's place. Both Archer and I are busy relieving some of the scenes from the movies we've watched when they came in like a wrecking ball, bolting through the door and acting as if they caught us on top of each other when in fact we are seated with a decent feet distance away from one another.

                They initiated we all go somewhere far from the city to at least regain our peace of minds and have a nice Sunday.One hour after and we are all travelling to the Highlands Chattels, I sit by the window while Archer nonchalantly sit beside me,  we really grow comfortable with each other lately,  just like the old times.

               

                "What if one day you wake up from a long coma, standing beside your bed is Channing Tatum, saying he's your husband. What will you do?" Dean asks as if we are in a pageant, his pretend microphone in his hand pointed to me,

                "Squeal? " I answered,

                "Squeal now." Archer said in a low voice with a smirk plastered on his tempting lips, that caught the fire in my cheeks and all I can do is to stare back to Dean who's smiling so wickedly at me, he next turned to Jeanny whose busy ignoring Victor who'sbusy staring admiringly at her.

                "Let's go make babies?"  She snorted at her answer but suddenly cut when Victor extended a hand in front of her, his eyes trained on her face,

                "Hi, I'm Channing Tatum, shall we make babies?" Dean squealed-laughed at Victor's blatant attack to the now red faced Jeanny, well as for me I choke on my own saliva for laughing so loud, while Archer's been tapping my back gently as I cough but he too can't hide the amusement in his best friend's attempt.

                Thirty minutes after they are all sleeping, I busy myself admiring the lush flora and verdant forest that we are passing now, Archer's head bumps with mine for several times, but he's too asleep, I just let him rest his weight on me and continue staring outside.

                The place is cold and serene, tall pine trees were like guarding this peaceful haven as they stood tall beside the walk way, there's a lounge in the middle where we checked in, Victor has a unit here so we proceeded there.