𝗦𝗲𝗮𝘀𝗼𝗻𝘀 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝕪𝕠𝕦

𝑪𝑯𝑨𝑷𝑻𝑬𝑹 10🍂

I was still processing the kiss, my mind spinning with a mix of emotions. "You think that's the way to make me listen?"

He sighed, his expression softening. "It wasn't just about making you listen. It's about showing you that this isn't just talk. There are things you need to understand, and I wanted you to realize how serious I am."

I pushed him away, my eyes flashing with anger. "How dare you-steal a kiss like that?" My voice was sharp, filled with hurt.

He raised his hands, casually resting them on his pants, and smirked. "We've already kissed, you know," he said, his tone almost mocking.

I glared at him, feeling a mix of frustration. "That doesn't make it right. You can't just cross boundaries and expect everything to be okay."

He sighed, the smirk fading from his face. "I see I've misjudged the situation. I'm sorry if I overstepped. That wasn't my intention."

I took a step back, "It's not just about intention. It's about respect. And you need to earn that back."

Tumingin ako sa kanya, ang galit ko'y hindi pa rin humuhupa. "You know, you're cute when you're angry," he said, a hint of amusement in his voice.

I stared at him, my frustration rising. "Seriously? You think this is the time for jokes?"

He shrugged, a faint smile playing on his lips. "I'm just trying to lighten the mood. I didn't mean to upset you."

His smile faded as he nodded, understanding the seriousness of the situation. "You're right," he said, then shrugged his head and suddenly asked,

"What the hell have you done to make me feel like this about you?" His words caught me off guard, and I blinked in surprise.

"What are you talking about?" I asked, my voice tinged with confusion.

He took a step closer, his gaze intense. "You drive me crazy," he admitted, his tone low and urgent.

"I can't stop thinking about you. For weeks, I couldn't get you out of my mind. And then suddenly, I saw you again here." He said, almost in disbelief.

I took a step back, trying to process his admission. "You've been thinking about me for weeks?" My voice was a mix of surprise and curiosity.

He nodded, "Yes. I don't know why or how, but it's been consuming me. Seeing you here again, it's like it was meant to happen."

I shook my head slightly, still trying to make sense of his words.

"So, what does this mean? Are you saying you've been obsessing over me?" Diretsong tanong ko sa kanya.

He seemed to wrestle with his emotions, searching for the right words.

"Not obsessing. Just... preoccupied. You've stirred something in me that I can't ignore. I've been trying to understand it, and seeing you again just made everything more complicated."

I sighed, trying to maintain my composure. "And what are you expecting from me now? You can't just drop this on me and expect me to have all the answers."

He stepped back, his expression softening. "I'm not expecting anything. I just needed to be honest about how I feel. Maybe understanding my own feelings will help me figure out what to do next."

My heart skips a beat, conflicting emotions swirling inside me.

"This isn't funny," I manage to say, my voice trembling slightly.

"Yeah, this is not funny," he says, brushing a hand through his hair.

"This is really insane," he continues, shaking his head in disbelief.

"Are you a witch or something?" His words hang in the air, and I stare at him, taken aback by his question.

"What? No," I reply, my voice slightly defensive.

He chuckles softly, but there's an edge of seriousness to his expression. "I don't know how else to explain it," he admits,

"You have this... effect on me."

I shift uncomfortably, unsure of how to respond to his unexpected admission. "I'm not sure what you mean," I say cautiously.

You don't need to know what I mean," he says firmly, his tone tinged with frustration.

"I've realized you're not good for me. I feel like someone else when I'm around you."

His words hit me like a blow, leaving me speechless.

"I think this is the last time we'll see each other," he continues, his voice now tinged with sadness.

I meet his gaze, searching for some explanation or understanding in his eyes, but he looks away.

"I told you before that we should forget everything else," I say firmly, trying to mask the hurt in my voice.

He glanced at me, a playful smile tugging at his lips. "I should do that because I don't like feeling like this whenever I see you," he admitted, brushing his hair back and slipping one hand into his pocket.

Then, he softly held my hand and guided me back to my car. "Get inside and drive home," he said gently.

Without fully processing his confession, I complied and got into my car. As I started the engine and began to drive away, I heard his last words through the open window.

"Don't worry. I'll try to avoid you," he called out, his voice laced with a mix of regret and determination.

As I drove away, Paulit-ulit sa aking isipan ang kanyang mga salita, na nagdudulot sa akin ng pagkalito. The weight of his confession and his final words left me feeling unsettled. Nakatuon ang paningin ko sa kalsada, sinusubukang alisin siya sa aking isip, ngunit hindi siya mawala sa aking isipan.

When I reached home, I parked the car and sat in silence for a few moments, staring at the dashboard.

I took a deep breath, trying to steady myself.

I finally stepped out of the car and locked it, taking a deep breath of the cool night air.

Habang naglalakad ako patungo sa aming pintuan, napagtanto ko na marahil ay mas mabuti kung hindi na muling magtagpo ang aming mga landas. Distance might be the best option for both of us.