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

Chapter 55: You Still Have Me

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Last night, it took me quite a while to make up with Phum. I don't know why he was so angry, he treated me like I was a sex doll (Uh, was my comparison too suggestive?). And today, I had an early class, so I had to drag myself to school. Sigh.

In the evening, I planned to rush home to sleep. As you know, every weekend, Phum and I go back to our own homes. Otherwise, Madam Pui would be upset ^o^. But tonight, instead of going home to enjoy a nice latte and rest, I had to sit and watch Iron Man Phum practice basketball. I don't know where he gets his energy from, practicing from 5 PM until almost 8 PM. Fuck.

I know you guys have your first matchi next week, but can you have some sympathy for me? I'm sleepy, tired, and exhausted. I want to go home!

In the end, I could only cry out in my heart and roll around on the basketball court, waiting for Phum and Kluen to finish their intense practice. It's almost 8 PM, and they still haven't stopped. Are they preparing for a university match or the world championship?

"If it's that bad, just crawl under the stands and sleep." a laughing voice said as a cold towel was thrown on my head. Not only does he shoot basketballs, but now he's practicing throwing towels at my head too. Damn Kluen.

I looked at him annoyed. The tall guy in basketball shorts and a gray V-neck T-shirt soaked with sweat, looking like he was wearing a wet shirt, raised an eyebrow and smiled kindly at me as always.

"Got any better suggestions? I'm really sleepy."

"Why don't you go home and sleep... Oh, you're waiting for him, right?" He sat down next to me and looked at Phum, who was still running on the court with his teammates. Damn Kluen was slacking off.

"Yeah, he's crazy. I'm not even practicing, but he still keeps me here for no reason."

"He's keeping you for moral support. Seeing your face makes him less tired."

Pfft, I'm not Red Bull, "Yeah, I'm like an energy drink. Just looking at my face makes you feel better."

Kluen smiled and shook his head, extending his leg towards me.

"What do you want?"

"Massage it for me, it hurts."

Of course I shook my head immediately. Haha, you've got the wrong person. Kluen looked at me with a dramatically disappointed expression.

"Well, friends are for this, right? I'm not important, just someone special."

Hmph, he's guilt-tripping me. Fine, I'll massage it.

"Alright, which leg?" I moved closer to Kluen's long legs.

"Hehe, I was just kidding. You're always so kind, Peem. You never change."

"Oh, testing me, huh? Damn it!"

"Ouch, Peem, that hurts!" I punched his thigh. How dare he trick me. "If my leg breaks and I can't compete, you'll have to pay."

"Stop whining, Kluen. Just this and your leg breaks? Nonsense."

Kluen laughed and extended his beautiful leg to kick my waist.

Whoosh

It felt like something flew past my face, just grazing the tip of my nose. Kluen and I turned to look to the left and saw a spinning basketball. When we turned back to the right, we saw, oh my, that handsome guy standing there looking fierce and sweating.

"Sorry, the ball slipped out of my hand."

Phum smirked before walking back to the court to continue practicing. That jerk, it just slipped out of his hand and almost hit my nose. If he did it on purpose, wouldn't my nose be broken? I glared at Phum with annoyance. I heard Kluen chuckle before getting up to retrieve the basketball that the guy in the black tank top had dropped.