TRANSMIGRATED AND REJECTED: so What??

45. greedy

It's been five days now since Zack barge in my small apartment and declared his going to stay here for a week.

I spent the whole weekends with him, just me and him, without the usual bantering.

Us, just being friendly with each other, casually hanging out like its a very normal thing to do.

'yah. Right!..if you think  kissing and cuddling were normal for friends. We might just as well upgraded our relationship with him as  friends with benefits'

kira teased, making me roll my eyes internally

Zack, with that persistent persona that he is, managed to get through his way and convince me to let him sleep at my room because he is having a hard time sleeping at my small couch.

' ugh!! he is way to cute to resist!' i shake my head in frustrations.

I don't know what came into me, but I just found myself, surrendering to his every whims.

I like everything he does from cooking me breakfast, lunch or dinner, being attentive to me every meal, cuddling me while we watch movies, or even if Im just reading a book, he helps me do house choires like we were newly weds, he even accompanied me to get my groceries.

I even decided to ditch school for two days now, because he is only staying for a week.

I bit my lower lip and look at my myself in the vanity mirror inside my small bedroom.

I just finished fixing my hair, I was wearing short black spaghetti  bodycon dress with a small slit on the right leg. I up do my hair in a ballerina bun. My  girl friends texted me a while ago to hang with them. They know that I was with Zack. I'm sure they will barge me with a lot of questions later.

" Baby are you done?"

Zack yelled  outside the bedroom door he is been waiting for me in the living room. He is not happy that we are going again in a club, but I managed to convince him  by saying....it would be my last time going. And beside I will be  safe from any males because I am going with him tonight .

" Almost!"

I sighed. Clutching my heart, his endearment to me was making my heart flutter.

I know what I'm doing is contradicting my plan.

'a week. Just for a week. Just until he left'

I sadly look at my face and let a tear fall from my eyes.

'I'm going crazy!'

That night he fetched me at the club I said to myself I'll only let my feelings out for him just for that night. And now here I am again bargaining to myself  for more.

God knows how  I tried to stop myself. To put a halt to this growing feelings. But each time I saw him smile, I lose all rationalities.

Each time he would pull me into his arms. I am weakened.

Each time he kisses me, I can feel my self becoming more greedy. And this thoughts are scaring me.