"Bakit ako?" I asked Apollo.
He looked at me from under his lashes, a smirk finding its way to his mouth.
I frowned, "Why me, Apollo? Sa lahat ng babaeng mas maganda, bakit ako? Why did you court me? Am I part of a bet where your friends dared you to court me to prove how good you are in getting any girl that you want?"
It was a productive afternoon for the both of us. We were analyzing a case study that was assigned to us individually. Hindi kami magka-klase pero parehas kami ng professor in this class and apparently, the professor is too lazy to make another set of cases kaya halos magkakaparehas lahat.
Wala namang ibang pwedeng sumama kay Apollo kundi ako lang - no, the truth is walang gustong gumawa with Apollo.
Contrary to what others think, just because Apollo is a bastard - he's pretty smart. Too smart actually. Minsan, napapanganga na lang ako pag tinuturuan niya ako. I'm just so proud of him. Every time that I get to see a glimpse of how amazing he is, napapatanong ako sa sarili ko - bakit ako?
Bakit ako Apollo?
He stopped writing the diagnosis and looked at me, "Stop it, okay? And what are you talking about? What dare? Stop reading too many stories. I don't even have that many friends, to begin with, Caly." Then he suddenly smirked, "I know what you're doing. Nagpapalambing ka lang eh."
I scowled, "Dali na kasi! Sasagutin mo lang naman ako eh. Mahirap ba gawin yun?"
"Strict ang parents ko, Caly." He mocked me, he even found the nerve to put his hands on his heart as if offended. "Ligawan mo muna ako."
I rolled my eyes at his childish reply, "I'm not playing with you, Apollo."
"Oh but I wish you were, baby." I have the feeling that we're not talking about the same thing here based on his look which was completely perverted. His voice reaching deep teasing octave that may have sent tingles down my spine.
Ang bastos nito.
I slapped his arm, "Just answer me, please!" I'm exasperated and the fact that my boyfriend is being playful right now is not helping. Jerk! "Just tell me, okay? Kidding aside. I'm just curious."
Really curious.
He closed his notes and paid full attention to me. He grabbed my hands, played with it and stared at me. I love it when he plays with my hands, sabi ng Lola ko, when someone plays with your hand, it means he wants to be with you forever.
"To be honest, I don't know."
I frowned deeper, "Anong hindi mo alam? Hindi pwedeng hindi mo alam."
"Do I have to answer this, baby?" Nagpapa-cute pa.
