Maine's POV
Sunday 10:40 PM
We went to Alden's car. Excited ang Lolo niyong umuwi. I'm still having fun! Why the rush? Minsan na nga lang ako masaya eh, mamadailin pa? "Alden. . . pleaaseee"
"Ano bang meron at gusto mong bumalik kila Sam?" He said as he arranges his seatbelt.
"Wala lang. I just wanna partyuwjegrhwbqash--"
"SEE? You're vomiting na. Enough na please?" He said as he held out wet tissues for me.
I stared at the spot where I puked, "Fuck!" I shouted because I felt so embarrassed and bad because I, fucking Nicomaine Dei Capili Mendoza, just puked inside the car of the one and only, Alden Richards. So tanga ko, I swear. "Words, Meng. Words." He tapped me on the shoulder, while the carelessly me, threw the tissues away.
He stared at me, "God, you make me crazy. . . in a different way." And smirked undeniably as he grabbed wet tissues again. "Pwede bang bumalik nalang tayo sa party?! I fucking need to slap him in front of the people!" I screamed.
BINABASA MO ANG
That Thing Called "Kilig"
عشوائيKilig (n.) - the rush or the inexplicable joy one feels after seeing or experiencing something romantic. --------- A WORK OF FICTION.
