Chapter 14

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VIP Corner at the Pub.

Steven and Carl left and walk towards to their table.

I lift the serving plate and about to walk when Dylan said something.

"I smell something Girl, hmmmmmm. I feel like you're hiding something from me?"

I rolled my eyes to him, "You're just imagining things Dy."

"Oh Fran, I know you. Hmmmp I will know that in no time my dear friend."

I ignored him and just walk away.

I reached their table. And put their drinks on it.

"Thanks Fran." Carl said and get his drink.

"Thanks babe." Steven told me while winking at me. I just smiled.

"Welcome." I smiled back.

"Thank you. You may go now Fran." Sven told me coldly without even looking at me and sip his drink.

"Oh, come on Sven, I still want to talk to Fran." Steven told him and about to touch my wrist when Sven touch my hand.

I look at my hand which now on his hand and stared on it. Then look at him again. I can feel that Carl and Steven were shocked too.

"When I said you may go now. You go. Just go" Sven said while staring at me, like his in raged. I can't explain.

"Whoa, Bro take it easy." Carl said. And look at me. "Fran you may go, don't mind these two. Thank you and sorry."

Steven smirked. "Yeah Babe, thank you, you may go for now." And winked at me.

"Shut up Steve," Sven exclaimed and stared at me. And motion me to go. And he let go of my hand but before he let it go, he pinched it.

"Hahahahah, Oh God Bro." I heard Steven laughed and said that before I left and walk away from their table.

I just shake my head. While walking I look at my hand where he holds it. I can still feel his hand on mine. There's a part of me that feels so happy and I missed him.

Oh my God! Fran! What are you thinking?

I patted my both cheeks at the sudden thought I felt.

"Hey!" I startled. I hit Dylan. "You startled me!"

"It's because how many times I asked you what happened to you but you did not hear anything." Dylan glared at me.

I just rolled my eyes and continue working.

"Dear, would you tell me what's going on?" He asked me while we're waiting for taxi. Our shift is finished already.

"Brenda told me; you didn't come home that night after your sister's engagement party. Hmmmm and you also wearing a man's shirt?" He stared at me with curiosity.

I swallowed a bit. Oh, these two won't stop pestering. I ignored him.

"Oh, you're ignoring me huh. Hmmmmm Okay I'll sleep there in your apartment tonight. Then Brendad and I won't stop questioning you."

I groaned, "Oh come on!" I don't know how long I will take this. I sighed. I was about to say something when a car stopped in front of us. We both look who was it and suddenly the car window opened. And there he is, it's Sven. Dylan and I look at each other.

"Are you waiting for a taxi? You can ride with me. If you want?"

"It's fine..." I couldn't finish what I'm about to say when Dylan shut my mouth by his hand.

"Oh, sure Sven, we don't mind." I glared at Dylan but he just rolled his eyes and smirked.

"Fran you can sit in front I'll sit on the back."

"What?" I don't want to sit in front. "I'll sit at the back too."

"Oh, come on, don't make Sven look like a driver of us. Just go there" He pushed me and he got in the car.

I had no choice but to sit in front. I got in. And he started the engine.

We're already on the road when Sven speak, "Dy, where do you live?"

"It's not far from here, but I will not go home tonight. I'll come to Fran's apartment tonight." Dylan said with a mixture of teasing.

I glared at him at the rear-view mirror but he chuckled.

"Oh really? Are you two?" He said and stared at me for a while then turned his eyes again on the road.

"Oh no!" Dylan exclaimed as if he really doesn't want me to be his date at all. I look at the back and glared at him like I wanted to kill him with my stare. And just slumped my back.

"Okay, I thought you are." Sven just smirked. Hmmmmm is it really a bad idea to date me? Hmmmmm

"She's not my type. Sven." I rolled my eyes after Dylan said it.

"You're not my type either." I talked back. "I know your type too." I teased him.

"Shut up Fran! Don't mind that lady, Sven."

Sven just shrugged his shoulder and continue to drive.

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