We are...คือเรารักกัน (We are... we are in love)

Chapter 14: The Love Advisor (Part 1)

Proofreader: azzianna

I found myself in a strange situation. It was so strange that I felt like the whole world had been turned upside down. I was confused and wondering if anyone else had ever experienced a similar situation. Have you ever found yourself in an unexpected situation that you couldn't deal with? Things that you thought would never happen but actually happened. Among all those things, has anyone ever experienced something similar to my situation? Such as feeling good about a person that you shouldn't feel good about. Have feelings for someone you shouldn't have? Like someone you were supposed to hate? If you haven't, I'd like to tell you that

I congratulate you.

I sat with my head hanging down, sighing heavily on the sofa. Both hands were pulling my own hair. Even a baby could tell that I was in serious trouble by the way things were looking. I shook my legs back and forth, staring at my toes. Why are my toenails so pale? And what color did Ee Green use to paint my nails? I have had my toenails done since last semester and the color hasn't faded yet. So what should I do now? What will happen? Why did I ask to follow Phum back to his condo? Was I possessed by a ghost or did I just got carried away? And ... and what is the point of a good person (me) having feelings for a bad person (Phum)?Answer me!!!

[T/N: Someone please answer him.]
azzianna : Ahhh... is it the case of love is blind]

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

I groaned loudly in my throat like an old dog struggling to breathe as I thought of the truth I had just discovered and accepted.

I - LIKE - PHUM

Oh my gosh, I'm blushing so hard that I have to raise my hands to rub my face, not knowing what to do.

Like? What is the definition of 'like'? I may be able to answer this question. But how does the feeling of 'like' arise? This may be difficult to answer and is a matter of individuality and certain situations.

For example, I like boiled chicken rice while Q likes fried chicken rice. He says that the smell of boiled chicken was fishy, especially the chicken skin, while I always choose to eat the skin first. You see, just this, my preferences and my friends' preferences are different. Preference is satisfaction with something. Each person has preferences that are both similar and different from others.

[T/N: Got it. Phum is boiled chicken and Toey is fried chicken.]

The question is, what do I like about Phum? It's as difficult to answer where we go after we die. I'm at my wits' end to find the real answer. I don't know why I can like someone like him. And I don't know how much I like him. I like him like I like eating chicken rice, or I like him like I like Van Gogh's works?

So why the fuck do I think about my feelings and chicken rice at 1:00 a.m.? It must be because on the way back the bastard Phum drove past the Pratunam chicken rice shop.

[Sprite: Is he comparing Phum to those masterpieces of Van Gogh?
azzianna : Too much like, Peem!! But I believe, Phun is a work of art, so maybe like as Van Gosh's?"]

"Go take a shower."

A cold voice startled me out of the world of chicken rice. Just hearing the voice and knowing that the person in my mind was nearby made my heart beat irregularly. How infuriating. Just a few minutes ago, when I still didn't know I liked him, damn, it still didn't have any reaction at all. When I realized that I liked him, he didn't behave properly and rebelled. Isn't that annoying? The feeling is the feeling itself. My heart is my own heart, but I can't control it. I'm going to fire both of you right now.