Paradise In Your Eyes (Street Series #6)

Chapter 8

Chapter 8: Kaibigan

You know that feeling of being buzzed when the liquor hits you? The sudden outburst of dopamine when your body absorbed the alcohol. 

“Lasing ka na?” I whispered and it made him tickle.

I smirked when he laughed as I made him tickle. His cuteness is hard to ignore especially when he’s blushing like this.

“Medyo,” aniya at ngumiti.

He hugged me as we continue to sway our body in the middle of the night. Lahat naman ata ng tao ay nagsasayaw ngayong gabi pero mas romantic ang sa amin. 

“Anong pangalan nung lalaki kanina sa restroom?” He asked.

Nanliit ang mga mata ko.

“Marco. Why? Crush mo siya?” 

Humalakhak siya. “Ang gwapo niya,” 

“Tss. Gwapo din ako. Kaedad mo pa.” I sell myself.

“Oo naman. Pero kung kaedad ko ‘yun magugustuhan ko siya,” he said drunkenly.

“Tss. Wag na natin siya pag usapan. Nagseselos ako,” giit ko na mas nagpatawa sa kanya.

Pasalamat ka at mahal kita.

“Seloso mo naman. Manliligaw palang kita ah? Paano na kung boyfriend?” 

My lips parted. Ngumuso ako at mas dinikit pa ang katawan ko sa kanya. I’m loving this moment.

“Medyo. Pero kapag naging tayo na hindi naman ako yung super seloso. Hindi ka masasakal, pangako ‘yan,” 

He smiled at me and nodded. I don’t know what his nod means but I’ll hope. 

“I wonder how old he is?” 

Kumunot ang noo ko. “Who? Marco?”

He nodded cutely.

“Tss. Siya ulit? Nagseselos nga sabi ako eh,” 

“Why? Nagtatanong lang naman—”

Hindi ko na siya pinatapos. Hinalikan ko na agad siya to seal his lips. Nagulat siya pero nakabawi din agad.

“Stop or I’ll kiss you again,” I warned him.

“Nanghahalik ka kapag nagseselos?” anito, natatawa.

I pouted and shrugged. Maybe it’s a new found trait.

“Not sure pero mukhang ganoon na nga,”

Umirap si Arkus. Humigpit ang yakap niya sa leeg ko at nagpatuloy kaming sumayaw nang mabagal.

Nagdikit ang aming mga ilong at unti unting dumilat ang aking mga mata. 

His eyes are closed so I took the opportunity to look at his peaceful face. This feels like looking at the uncertainty of life. I don’t know what will happen with us and I don’t know what to expect from him. I’m happy in courting him but at some point I’m scared.

This fleeting moment will haunt me and will capture the moment where I became happy in falling in love. This is my first attempt and I thought it would only be filled with those happy or joyful feelings that they were talking about in high school but being in love is also being scared and anxious… to what will happen next.

How long do we think this gonna last?

I shut my eyes and imagine my future. It’s blurred and I’m scared I might not see him even in my peripheral vision.