JI just had to sing with him.
Who wouldn't have gotten angry when someone who LEFT you sings something like that? He won't give up? He did already.
Here's the thing that made me angrier. Not the fact that he sang it like he meant it, nor the people squealing and clapping around us.
It was because I was singing it to him now. Not the Marlo before, that one left, but this Marlo. The Marlo that came back, the Marlo that is Hann, the Marlo that changed and yet I still fell in love over again.
Galit ako kase kahit kahit galit ako mahal ko parin siya at gusto ko paring malaman niya yun. Ugh, para akong tanga.
Pero ganun nga ata ang pag-ibig, nakakatanga.
"Ako naman pahiram." He willingy gave me the guitar and excused himself, not meeting my eyes and mumbling something that sounds CR.
"Iniwan nanaman ako oh." I joked to the crowd. "De, cr lang daw. Last na siguro to ok? Boyce Avenue version tayo."
This is for you, as every other song I sing is.
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"You think I'm pretty without any make up on
You think I'm funny when I say the punchline wrongI know you get me
So I let my walls come down, down"
.
As much as I hated to admit, you were that one person who kept on telling me I am beautiful every random moment. Sometimes when I woke up, or when I feel bloated because we just ate a lot or after a scene where I had to ugly cry. You'd tell me I am when I feel that I am beautiful and especially when I don't.
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"Before you met me, I was alright
But things were kinda heavy, you brought me to life
Now every February, you were my valentine, valentine".
I will never forget those February fourteens that we have spent together. You know I used to hate that right? Deep inside of me, I hated seeing couples doing lovey-dovey things in public even though I am a hopeless romantic.
But then you had to make me feel loved during those days. In the middle of work!
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"Let's just talk all through the night
There's no need to rush
We can sing until we die
You and I, will be young forever".
I heard the crowd squeal when I tweaked the lyrics a little bit. That's what we do, we sing our hearts out. When words fail, music expresses.
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"You make me feel like I'm living a
Teenage dream
The way you turn me on
I can't sleep
Let's run away and don't ever look backDon't ever look back"
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Clapping to the beat of the song, I have never encountered a crowd like this before. Maybe it was because this is the first time they heard me sing like this. First time singing as if I was baring my soul to the stars above and letting them hear the cries of my poor, broken heart.
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"My heart stops when you look at me
Just one touch now baby I believe
This is real so take a chance andDon't ever look back
Don't ever look back.
Can we? I mean run away and not look back? Let's just go somewhere, forget the past and everybody else around us.
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"When you're around me, life's like a movie scene
I wasn't happy til I became your queen
I finally found you, my missing puzzle piece
I'm completeLet's just talk all through the night
There's no need to rush
We can sing until we die
You and I, will be young forever".
People started screaming, and pointing behind me. I turned around and found him staring. Well two can play at that game, mister. I stared at him too, and started speaking.
"You make me, feel like I'm living a teenage dream ... I can't sleep. Let's run away and don't ever look back. Don't ever look back"
His wink was to die for.
Oh right, he started singing too. Sorry, got lost in his eyes.
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"My heart stops
when you look at me
just one touch
now baby I believethis is real
let's run away and
don't ever look back
don't ever look back".
Does this mean we're on the same page already Marlo?
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"I'mma get your heart racing
if that's what you need
In this teenage dream tonight""Let you rest your head on me
if that's what you need
in this teenage dream tonight".
The crowd started chanting "Tonight, tonight, tonight" until it became but a whisper. Then, they went wild.
Oh right, Marlo's face was moving closer and closer to mine as they chanted tonight. I never broke my eye contact with him either. And when the crowd went silent, both of us stared up.
I hope this dreams turns to reality. That this isn't just for a night. Or for a few weeks.
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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.