My alarm clock made my ears bleed. And I knew that once I come back to reality, It is already Saturday. I slowly lifted my eye lids and tried to get ready for reality. I actually hate the way I woke up this morning. It's not because of the alarm clock that I am awake now. Have you ever had that kind of feeling like you fell out of bed? But when you open your eyes, you are still in your bed.
I literally hopped off of bed and stretched my limbs, then went directly to the bathroom. I took my phone and placed it by the sink and pressed play. My music started to echo around the room. I took my robe as I started to sing along. And suddenly I decided that I played this song too much and pressed next. I stepped inside, turned the steer and let the droplets tackle me.
I started to sing along with Ariana Grande.
"I'd like to say we gave it a try
I'd like to blame it all on life"
I took my shampoo and let its scent out. The aroma of the strawberry kissed my nose as it filled the room. I continued to sing.
"Sooner or later
We'll wonder why we gave up
Truth is, everyone knows"
I pushed the liquid soap and let it cover a reasonable part of my palm. I slid my hand fro here to there as I continued to hum the lyrics until it's end.
A feww more set of songs was done and I finally decided to turn the shower off. I heard the door open--not the bathroom door, the one that passes through my room and the hall. I bet that was my mother. I went out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around me that goes from my chest up until above my knee. Big mistake!
"Uhm . . . I-- . . .I--" he stuttered. His face turned a bright shade of pink. His eyes wandered from my wet hair, moving downwards. As he met my . . . he decided to cover his eyes. I know I am already covered, but I still am a girl!
"Carlo! What the hell are you doing here!" I asked, furiously if I may add. My face turned red. He removed his hands on his eyes and turned around.
"Uhm . . . your mom asked me to check if you were still asleep . . . so . . ." He stormed out, covering his span of vision. As the boy that made me miserable last night went out of my room, I quivered. I grasped my chest, looking for my heart that was probably about to fall. My heartbeat was fast, so fast. I felt insecure. I was never the type of girl who was confident. I am sorry if I was not born beautiful. I am sorry if I was not raised as what they call sexy. I am sorry I am not as flawless as most girls are. Since I was young, people set those kind of things in my mind.
I grabbed my shirt and put some jeans on. I set my hair a mild curl and checked myself at the mirror.
"You ready ye-" He stopped. Again, his eyes wandered from top to toe. A smile crept upon his lips and his eyes of ocean lit.
"I guess you are!" He continued.
We went out of the room and said goodbye to my mom. I stared at the sky before I went out of the house. It was pretty gloomy today.
"It's pretty gloomy today." Carlo stated. I nodded in agreement and gave him a frown.
"Don't worry, we'll still have a good time." He winked. I chuckled at his gesture. He grabbed my hand and, technically, dragged me out of the house. I dragged my foot to keep up with his speed.
"How did you know my address by the way? And how did you get here?" I wondered. He stopped at his tracks and turned to me. He took something out of his jacket's pocket and showed a small notebook.
"How did you get this?" I asked. I took my diary from him fast as I turned my face around in embarassment. I wrote so many things in this--my whole life, actually.
"Did you read this?" I interrogated, my eyes boring unto him.
"I hate to lie . . . I did, well some of it . . ." he scratched the back of his head. He turned around and continued to his way leaving me
"And you know what?" He continued. That caught my attention. I looked at him hoping he would say something that wouldn't deteriorate what I feel right now.
Silence filled the air.
A cold breeze made me shiver.
I was filled with anticipation..
His blue eyes stared at mine.
He smiled at me sincerely.
"You're beautiful . . ."
There was this day
The very first one
I've been called lovely
I was left stunned
From that day I knew
That I will love him
Forever and ever
Through light and dim
I took my earphones and plugged them in my ears. His words continually echoed on my head. And I thought: this song was perfect.
Now Playing: Perfect by P!nk
Pretty, pretty please
Don't you ever, ever feel
Like your less than
Less than perfect
Pretty, pretty please
If you ever, ever feel
Like you're nothing
You are perfect to me
