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RAF'S POV

There it goes again, the fluttering feeling in my stomach. Just every freaking time she looks at me and right now she's looking at me like I'm the only person in this room. I felt my veins dilate, making the blood rush through my body, slowly turning my skin color to something close to red but not totally red. I wanted to look away but I can't. Or maybe I can but my eyes just won't obey my brain. Like my sight is only attracted to Gar's silhouette, making everything else blurred.

I'm just high, ain't I?

Yeah, if you consider staring at the person running through my head 24/7 right now high, then TOTALLY! There's no point denying it. I'm addicted, if addiction meant I keep imagining her dark brown eyes as it flashes pieces of her emotions, if I let all my thoughts linger in every part of her, if everything reminds me about her even a freaking sunny side up egg, then YEP! I AM TOTALLY ADDICTED!

I was flabbergasted when I heard a sudden slap and realized Gar just did that to herself.

What the hell??

I asked myself in disbelief. I just can't understand why she did that. Or maybe I can cause if the staring goes on a little longer, I swear I'm going to ravish every part of her right here, right now.

I silently sat down on the chair beside the oldies. I internally groaned cause really, I don't wanna be close with them. I know I'm being rude but there is just something about them that triggers the dislike button in me.

I look back at Gar and saw her rubbing her flaming cheek. I wanted to go near her and caress her flaming cheeks or kiss the pain away or just simply hold her but I just can't. I've already done too many stupid things and I know I really need to figure this shit out.

Before I enter the room, I've heard Gar's speech about weddings and its actually sweet how she sees things. She gave a deeper meaning to my wedding or maybe I'm just being irrational. I smiled to myself as I remeber her words.

"They wanted to be a part of that something because they chose to believe that love still exist in this fully fucked up world"

When I entered the room, Gar was glaring at the oldies and to be honest, I would say they deserve it. At least, one person has the nerve to speak up and bring them a little bit down their pedestal.

Did I tell you guys how sexy she looks at that moment?

Well, definitely sexy! She's like a pooja, well the term sounded a bit off but hey, blame the urban linggo for labelling it like that.

Pooja!

Pooja!

Pooja!

Now I'm trying hard not to laugh out loud. If I did, everyone in this room will think I'm crazy which is infact a bit true but not in that flow. I'm crazy, crazy for her and its all brand new.

A knock brought me out my thoughts and saw Paul's head peep inside. When he saw me, he immidiately smiled and entered fully.

"Hey everyone!" He said with too much enthusiasm.