Mr. Left (Mr. Series #2)

Chapter 8

"And it won't change the fact that I still like you," bulong ko.

Alam ko namang hindi niya iyon narinig at wala akong balak iparinig sa kaniya. Nilingon ko siya para tingnan kung sinusundan niya ba ako pero para siyang naestatwa sa kinatatayuan niya. Anyare sa kaniya? Narinig niya ba 'yong sinabi ko?

The eff!

Nagmadali na lang akong pumasok sa cafeteria upang takasan ang kahihiyan, pero nakita kong sinundan niya pa rin ako.

"Hey, don't run!" He held my arm. Because of the length of his arms, he reached me quickly.

And as an ending, we ate lunch together. I don't know where Anne is, but she might be having a conversation with her boyfriend now. I really need her now, but she's gone.

My heart was beating fast, and I was restless because the students were looking at us. If Jhon Rey were just a normal person, we wouldn't be getting such attention like this. I can admit that he's a matinee idol, or should I say heartthrob, because people couldn't stop looking at him. I don't want this kind of attention, but I guess I have no choice. Pakiramdam ko, marami silang sinasabing masasama tungkol sa akin sa paraan ng pagbato nila ng mga tingin.

I sighed. I shouldn't think too much. I'll just eat whatever I'm eating now.

"Why a sudden sigh?" he asked, causing me to look at him.

"N-nothing," I replied. "I just thought of something."

"I see." He wiped his mouth, and that's when I noticed he had already finished his food. "I thought you didn't want me here."

I was stunned. So he feels that I don't want him here? Well, tama naman siya. I feel a bit awkward with him being here in front of me, even though we ate together yesterday. Iba pa rin kapag nasa gitna kami ng iba pang mga estudyante na nasaksihan ang nangyari sa amin kamakailan lang, tapos ngayon makikita naman nila kaming magkasama at sabay na kumakain na para bang mag-asawa. Well, we'll be married, but I can't get used to this atmosphere. Why is he eating with me out of the blue?

"I'm just not used to it," I simply implied.

I really can't stop wondering. I guess I can't get used to him being like that.

"Then be used to it since I'll be your husband," litanya na halos magpaubo sa akin. Muntik na akong mabulunan. "It's normal for a married couple to eat together like this."

Wala na akong nagawa kung hindi sumang-ayon. We finished eating, and he paid for our lunch. We went out of the cafeteria, and thankfully, the attention that was on me earlier is gone.

He's walking with me. I hope we have something to discuss, but now I realize we have no common interests. Wala kaming mapag-usapan man lang. Sabagay, baka ayaw niya rin kasi akong kausap.

"Oh, I almost forgot." I looked at him when he spoke. "The cupcakes that your mother made were really tasty."

It must be the ones that my mom gave him yesterday.

"I wonder if you learned to bake from her."

Wait, did he remember the cupcakes I gave him before?

"Yeah, I learned from her, and it's been my hobby since then," sagot ko habang ikinukubli ang kaunting galak. Nagbukas siya ng mapag-uusapan naming dalawa. Hindi ko inaasahan.

"I see. That's why the tastes are almost the same, but I prefer the one that you made. No offense to Mrs. Velasco." He smiled, which surprised me. It was as if the world suddenly slowed down and I could only see him. Napakaganda ng ngiti niyang iyon, lalo na't nasisinagan siya ng sikat ng araw. I feel like I am watching a TV commercial.