untouchable

9

Jillian is blankly looking out the window in silence. They're now driving back to Pasay for Leni's birthday rally. Like she thought, she's restless. But not you, you greeted her a very good morning, saying that was the best sleep you've had in a while. Even hugging her and announcing to everyone, "Ang saya pala katabi ni Jingjing. Comfy lang tapos walang invasion ng personal space, hindi gaya ng iba d'yan na nagngangalang Shein Inocencio."

At least one had a great time.

She went on with her morning acting like nothing's wrong, because nothing's wrong! It's just Jill who is confused out of her mind, so many conflicting thoughts coursing through her. Last night was spent trying to keep her distance from you, which isn't a lot considering you share a bed. Jill massages her temples, she needs her sisters and her Mama.

Luckily, the reason why she's spiraling right now is sitting at the back with JD and Shein, being the noisy naughty kids at the back of the classroom. Your friend group is keeping the van electrified, excited for the rally tonight. Jill is currently listening to her 'chill jill' playlist on Spotify in hopes of getting herself to chill.

"Me & You ◑" by HONNE started playing on her airpods. She's always liked this song, but when the first few lines started, it reverberated to her soul a little more than usual. It's like being hit by a ton of bricks. Jill looked at the rear view mirror, watching you and your friends happily dance to whatever song you're singing to. You're once again blissfully ignorant and carefree, not chained on the shackles of complicated emotions, oblivious of the storm brewing inside Jillian that you've birthed.

And I was doing fine but as you came in
I watch my future rewrite

Jill gave up last night trying to use her rational thinking, but she also didn't let herself ponder. Just observing you like some creep. If she can't get sleep, then she willed herself not to think so at least she still had rest. But that was also not an option for no matter how hard she tries, the subject of her musings is within an arm's reach.

I'm not ready, I am not prepared
I was so steady, on my feet but now I'm up in the air

What have you done to me, Y/N?

Jill continued listening to her music. She's beyond frustrated, trying to escape the only one conclusion due to denial. She's been losing sleep because of you lately, but you also light up her senses once you grace her day. Like Pavlov's dog, your presence has become the ringing bell that conditioned to elate her. But surely, there must be another more logical reason as to why is that.

...Because you're friends!

Friends like seeing each other, like hanging out together. So this, whatever this is, it's because of the power of friendship!

The rest of the team has become her friends now as well but nobody elicits such excitement from Jill like you.

She could persist on doing mental gymnastics but the reason is glaringly obvious, complete with neon signs and all.

Jillian may or may not have a crush on you.

Which is not possible, because she barely knows you for a week! She barely knows you in general. It's way too early to tell. It takes her months to develop a crush on someone. She's still at the surface of who Y/N is, so it's just not possible. You're just an intriguing person is all. You got a killer sense of humor and can make everyone effortlessly laugh, you're a magnet that can pull everyone in, you're not afraid to speak your mind, you're exasperating, so exasperating, but that's a part of your charm, and you aren't ashamed of who you are and where you came from.