Gray Areas | Englot | GirlxGirl

32. Frenzy from the Past

POV ENGFA

"Why do you keep looking at me like that?"

Charlotte's voice broke the silence in the studio, snapping me out of my daze. She'd come by to keep me company while I recorded one of the songs for my album, and Apo had just smirked and slipped out, leaving the two of us alone.

She had only just arrived a few minutes ago. She'd come straight from a meeting with ADC Pictures. She told me she was offered a role in a new drama film produced by Meena, the same producer behind Devious Hearts. She'd texted me earlier that she accepted the offer, and she seemed pretty excited about it.

Last night after the party, I was a complete mess. I couldn't sleep at all-not because of the drinking or anything. I wasn't drunk; I just couldn't calm down.

My body felt wound up, like I couldn't shake off this restless energy. I even tried showering to cool off, but nothing worked. Charlotte, of course, went back to her apartment, and I went home with Snack, who's staying with me now.

But despite all that, I couldn't settle my mind.

Today, though, I didn't have a choice but to pull myself together. I'm on a tight deadline, and Apo and I were scheduled to record two songs today. We'd actually finished about an hour ago, which is why he finally stepped out-I think we've been at this since 8 a.m., and now it's already 4 p.m. And can you guess what time I finally fell asleep last night? Yeah. 6 a.m. So I'm barely running on an hour of sleep, and it's taking everything I've got just to stay awake. Honestly, I could use a full day of sleep right now.

"I'm just tired, that's all. Barely slept... maybe an hour," I mumbled, sinking into the sofa next to her. Truthfully, I'd been staring at her since she walked in-not because I was tired, but because I couldn't shake the image of last night's round of truth or lap dance.

She reached over, her fingers brushing my arm gently, a look of concern knitting her brows. "What's wrong? We left Apo's party around 2. What's on your mind?"

I turned to look at her, whipping my head so fast it nearly gave me whiplash.

What's on my mind?

She had the nerve to sit there with this wide-eyed, innocent expression, as if she hadn't completely upended my world last night. She'd left me with this mess of emotions-hot, embarrassed, frustrated, jealous, annoyed... I could probably name a hundred more if I tried.

And she still looked at me like that-concerned, as if she didn't know exactly what she'd done.

"Oh, did I do something wrong?" she asked, pulling her hand away and giving me this worried, confused look.

I rolled my eyes. "Don't play innocent," I muttered, standing up from the sofa and heading toward my bag by the control panel.

She let out a little laugh, but the moment I glanced back, she looked away quickly, pretending to be focused on the floor.

Damn it. She's still playing with me.

I grabbed my phone and took a seat in Apo's chair, distancing myself a bit.

A few seconds passed, then I felt her moving toward me. She slipped her arms over my shoulders from behind, leaning down so her chin rested on my shoulder.

"I'm sorry if I did something wrong. I don't even know what I did. You seem mad at me," she said softly, her voice so sweet that it made me sigh.

Then she leaned close to my ear and whispered, "Couldn't sleep, huh? Thinking about that lap dance? You could've come home with me last night, you know. Maybe you'd have gotten rid of... all that tension... and slept peacefully," she finished, her fingers gently rubbing my shoulder.