Indecisive

Chapter 24

Zen POV

"Like how I'm in love with you?"

She choked on her food and was surprisingly more nervous than I thought. It seemed to be scaring her instead.

I laughed at her cute reaction. "I'm sorry, Harley. Are you okay? Here, your drink."

She swallowed her drink in huge gulps. Why is she that nervous? It was just a tease. Something is wrong.

"Thanks, Zen." And now she rolled her eyes at me. Well, challenge accepted. I'm going to be serious now.

"I have a serious question for you, though. Between me and Glenn, who do you like more?"

She stopped eating and was looking at me nervously. Why is she reacting like that? Does she like the both of us at the same time?

"Do you have to ask this now?" She fidgeted and then laughed sarcastically. I sensed it. Seemed like she's really panicking. Should I go on? Maybe I shouldn't have asked and pressurise her. But since I'm on this topic...

"It is the right timing to ask since we're on the topic on confession and surprises. Unless you don't want to, it is fine. I'll ask another time." I faked my smile to hide my disappointment. Am I on par with Glenn? Now I'm frustrated with myself for asking, I left myself hanging on my own string.

As I drove her back home, I kept feeling her arms loosening and tightening on my waist. She only does that when she's disturbed by something. But I can't even face her now. I will feel like punching myself in the gut for destroying the mood during dinner.

We arrived at her house and she jumped off my bike. Usually, she would just pass me the helmet, say her thanks and goodbyes, going into the house without waiting for my goodbye as I kept my bike steady. This time she lingered, and weirdly hugging on to the helmet.

I looked at her curiously. "You're not planning to hug that to sleep, are you? Pass it to me, come on."

She would not budge and I could not pull the helmet off her hands. What the hell is she doing? Just when I wanted to ask her what's wrong, she stopped me to it.

"You're still bothered by the unanswered question, aren't you?"

Damn it. She could tell. I looked down, thinking if I should answer her or not. I just shook my head to stop her from asking any further. But from the way she said it, I know she's affected by it as well.

I made her worry. My temptation to ease her suddenly overwhelmed every thinking and emotion in me. Nothing matters more than her anymore. I held out my hand, hoping she will just come to me.

Her shoes were still rooted in the same place. I looked up to see her face full of worries.

Enough. Do something. She looks like she's about to cry.

Yes, enough is enough. I started this stupid thing, I need to end it.

I pulled her in, with the helmet hitting my gut but I let it passed. She fitted so nicely in my arms.

"I am bothered by it. But I don't want to pressure you for an answer. I love you, Harley. I want you but I will respect whichever decision you make in the end. So don't feel guilty or bad, okay?"

This silly girl is worrying too much. I calmed her down, only to receive a couple of nods and her arms started to snake around me. Everything felt so natural as if she's already mine.

I looked up to see Clark leaning against the open door, looking at Harley, smiling at me. Damn, will I get into any trouble for hugging his sister so openly? I smiled back to acknowledge him.

"I prefer you over him."

Goodness.

Were my ears playing tricks with me? Did I hear it right?

That was too sudden. My legs weakened.

And my heart was left thumping hard.

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