Make You Mine (JaDine FanFic)

Is Gael in love?

Hi peeps! :) What's up? Sorry for the slow updates. Urgh. Been too busy in real life, so how are you folks doing? Updates/teasers about ON THE WINGS OF LOVE are already available in youtube, and some of it are already being shown in ABS! **insert fangirl mode laugh here**

Anyway, back to the story, I miss writing Gael's PoV, so here it is. :)) Please play Because you live by Jesse McCartney. Have you ever been grateful to someone because he/she lives? :)) You should really be thankful because just like the saying goes. "You only realize a person's worth if he's not there anymore." Right?

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Gael's PoV

I was on walking on the paved sidewalk towards the campus swimming pool when my phone vibrated. I smiled when I saw the name that registered on my phone. Aali. Her name was surely enough to make me miss her. It's been a week since I last saw her, God, how I missed that little witch like I'm about to go crazy. 

I had been practicing nonstop in swimming while Aiah was also busy as she was practicing, too. Last week, I stormed to archery ground and complained to her trainer when I discovered that she's having difficulty moving her hand due to too much strain, and when her trainer replied, with a grin on his face saying I was overreacting and that it was part of the training, I almost punched him in the face. He was pushing her too much that she over exerted it. How dare him to hurt my girl.

"Come on , Gael. I'm okay. I'm good at this." Aiah smiled at me, trying to assure me she was fine.

"I know you're good at this, I never doubt it, but you're still a woman. My woman." I said with gritted teeth."

"Sh - she's fine. O - other archers that are competing for this tournament have more serious injuries than her-". That was enough to made me explode. My hand turned to fist as I felt the muscles in my jaw tightened. Without blinking, I gripped the neckline of his shirt and my fist was already near his face.

"So, you would rather have her injured badly before doing something? What if, right here, I put that arrow between your eyes?" I didn't care whether students were now watching us. He deserved a show so I was just making one for him.

"Gael. Please. It's what I wanted so please let me be. I'm happy that you're concern on my safety but I'm okay. Seeing you made me okay. Seeing you is enough to let me know I'll be the best." She said as she was trying to release her trainer's collar on my hand. He was not even a trainer, for he was just hired because Coach Marshall, the official trainer for archers, had an urgent appointment. I tried suppressing the smile that was slowly forming on my lips as I felt the warmth growing in my cheeks. Darn this little witch for making me feel this way!

I slowly let go of my hand that was clutching the bastard's shirt. I almost laughed when I noticed how pale his face was, he should've wiped his stupid grin earlier before I almost hit him and he should be grateful that Aiah was there, or else.

I faced Aiah and saw the softness and warmth in her eyes. It felt different. It felt home. Suddenly, I had the urge to hold her in my arms. I didn't try to resist the feeling. I suddenly realized that I'm holding her in my arms, to hell with the students cheering us.

"Meet me at the gate later. Don't be late. I'll send you home." I whispered in her ear as I released her from me.

And that was a week ago, hell, I miss her so much. I felt like a different person now that she came into my life. I learned to treasure something, to appreciate every little thing life has to offer - and that's to be with her. My life back then was monotonous, I went to different bars, met different kinds of women, played with their hearts not caring if I'm hurting them. But now that she's in the picture, I get annoyed when some dirty men look at her, is this what they called love? Am I really in love with that little witch?

Before I could answer my question, I saw Emmett and Mac rushing towards me. I wanted to make fun of their worried faces but I felt it, too. Something was different today. These two bastards never get cold feet whenever a competition was fast approaching. 

And when they got close to me, their eyes mirrored what I fear the most. I knew why were they acting differently.

Spence came back.