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"Well this is a surprise."
"It is. You are. Grabe ka."
"Eh. Been doing that for long. The surprise is you. You're the only one who sat in there you know. My VIP."
"Talaga ba Hann Galman? Bakit ganun pangalan mo." He just shrugged, smile never leaving his face. My face mirrored his as he offered his arm and walked us towards the stage.
Behind the curtains everyone was celebrating. Most had wine glasses or champagne flutes or beercans on their hands.
Janella felt his hand on her back as he guided her through the bunch of rowdy, happy theatre people. This is his new environment, the newest group of people he considered family. Everything around here screams change but the feeling of his hand to the small of her back felt nostalgically familiar. Oh right. He used to do it all the time before.
I miss his touches. She admitted to herself.
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"HANN MY MAN! Best performance ever bro!"
"Ah no. Been winging it that way ever since dude."
His response startled Janella, even though she half expected it. The way that he carries himself with that air of mixed confidence and humility, plus the ever cheerful person that he is, WOW.
Changed, so much.
And for the better too.
"So you must be J. Hi I'm Sean. His roommate."
"Uh. Hi. J?" I directed the question to him.
"Ah ano kase ... Bro, Janella. That's her name. Mabait naman tong si Sean."
"Hey mabait means good right? You saying I'm good to this beautiful lady over here right?"
He laughed and smacked Sean's head. His hearty laugh that brings life to wherever he may be. Isa pang namimiss ko.
"Shut up Sean. We gotta go."
"Where? Party's here, Galman." A stern looking but absolutely breathtaking woman approached us. Together with the whole crew.
"Jeez don't scare his girl Jenna. Go on dude, have fun. I gotchu."
"You do remember we have to talk right?" I heard Jenna's voice as Marlo opened a door for me.
It lead to a studio. Huh. A studio behind the theatre.
"Wait lang ah. Kausapin ko lang si Jenna. Balik ako dito."
don't worry about me
being alone is happy
who needs someone
if you don't have your only one
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FanfictionChoosing to love him, with all that he has done, wasn't part of her plan. Choosing to hurt her, with all that she means to him, wasn't his either. That was before. Now, choosing to love or hurt each other, the decision is theirs.
