Barely Captivated

Chapter 27

Hello, everyone! Thank you so much for still reading this story and for staying with me. You're still here, continuing to read and patiently waiting despite the slow updates.

To be honest, I'm slowly losing my spark. But seeing that there are still people reading, even just a few, is what pushed me to continue and finish what I started. 

Also, to those who just started reading this story, please beware that some of the old chapters, especially the ones from their elementary phase, might feel a bit cringe (or baka ako lang nakakafeel). I wrote those back in 2023, and they haven’t been edited yet. Tingin ko maraming typos and such, but hopefully, once I finish the story, I can go back and revise them properly. Iloveyou all soo machii. 🤍🤍

Chapter 27

Harana:
Google ka ba?

Theodore:
What? Why?

Harana:
Kasi lahat ng hinahanap ko,
nasayo na

Theodore:
Gumaganiyan kana? Where’d you learn that?

Harana:
Bagyo ka ba?

Theodore:
Wow, disaster na ako ngayon?

Harana:
Hindi. kasi kahit alam kong delikado, papatulan pa rin kita.

Hala, kinilig siyaa

Theodore:
Are you done? Mayroon din ako.

Harana:
Sige nga, patingin. Tignan natin kung may ibabato ka

Theodore:
Are you entropy?

Harana:
Ay so sinasabi mo na magulo ako? I’m a mess, gano’n ba?

Tapon mo nalang selpon mo.

Theodore:
Yes, but beautifully so. Because you made sense of my perfectly organized mess.

Theodore:
Oh, stunned now, Miss Harana? Baka ikaw kinikilig diyan.

Theodore:
Are you a catalyst?

Because every time you’re around, you make everything better without even changing yourself.

Harana:
Kiss nga kung totoo.

*****

They say that once you’re truly comfortable to someone, you stop holding back. Sinasabi mo nalang ’yong mga bagay na gusto mong sabihin. You no longer overthink what you say and you just speak your mind to that person. And that’s exactly what started to happen between me and Theodore.

Theodore and I became mutuals on Instagram.

Naging normal na sa amin ang pag uusap simula noong hiningi ko ang IG account niya para doon kami mag usap. My Facebook had always been a space for my friends, classmates, and even relatives. But my Instagram? Only a few people make it in. I don’t accept just anyone. I only let a small circle in. Kaya kapag may nag memessage sa akin ay nakikita ko agad.

Instagram is where I sometimes unload my thoughts—through notes or reposted posts. Minsan broken, minsan masaya, minsan parang may kaaway, minsan parang may problema. Hindi ko na talaga alam, basta ang nasa isip ko lang, imyday nang imyday lahat ng dumadaan sa feed ko.