Missed Call

XI. Definitely NOT

"Don't go out with Cain anymore. Talking is a no too." I roll my eyes heavenwards. I never imagined that a day chatty Dom will actually exist.

We're in my university. He's beside me laying his head on the table while kissing my left hand's knuckles as I attempt to review. "Stop doing that. It's awkward!"

"Would you rather have Cain do it?" Again, the best response I could offer is rolling my eyes and a face palm. It's been an enlightening morning, really. Chatty, clingy, and childish Dom exists!

I pull my hand away from him but instead he pulls me towards him giving me a back hug. Sighing, feeling like I'm babysitting, "Don't you have classes?"

"I rather be with my girlfriend." I can hear a pout from the way he answered. And I'm torn between finding it cute or annoying.

"I'm not yet your girlfriend, or maybe never will be if this keeps up." His hug tightens around me, eliminating the space between us.

Pressing his lips lightly on the base of my neck making me blush, "... but we already kissed. Isn't that what people in a relationship do?" My face, I'm sure, became a deeper shade of red.

After the last lines of the song, his face drew closer to mine. Clueless and at times dumb, I said, "Do your girlfriend know you are here?"

"Who?" I shake my way out of his arms. And he let me, which I secretly wish he didn't. It seems like it dawn to him that he shouldn't be doing this things even for a friend while with Yuri.

I sigh before lecturing him, "There should always be boundaries between friends when you're taken. I don't want to have another misunderstanding with Yuri and you scolding me. It's hard to be nice!"

Dom combs his hair with his hand then bit his thumb. He's half laughing and half bewildered while looking at me. Confusion evident in my face only made him say, "I can't believe you're this slow!"

Confusion still etched on my face. Wondering if Dom popped a nerve as an explanation to his current behavior. I lean against our gate, waiting for him to make sense.

In addition to confused, my breathing stopped. He suddenly attacked me with a hug. His face buried in my neck, sighing, letting himself calm down after his laugh session.

"Umm..." I flounder since I seem to have lost my vocabulary.

He chuckles, "I love you, Aireen."

I'm currently in a state of shock and searching my intellect to decode his Dan Brown mind-boggling words. And yes, harassing through a hug and sudden confessions ain't enough for Dom. He simply wants me to go mental when his lips crash on mine.

Dom draws small circles on my nape while his lips are on mine, comforting me that it's okay. That this kiss is actually right.

So I did. I close my eyes, following the flow then I felt him smile.

"Want another kiss?" Snapping back to reality, a pouting Dom is in front of me. Teasing, as usual.

Pushing his face away with my palm, I said, "Just go back to your own university, Dominic."

Again, clingy Dom intertwines his hand with mine. Flashing his toothy smile, I see a kid more than a heartthrob but I'm not complaining.

He's halfway to his car when he turned around again, "I love you, heart!"

"I know!" I shout back. Hands on his hips, waiting for more than what I answered. Glaring at him, hoping that he'll get the signal and walk away.

But no, he stand there glaring back. I know the moment he forms a mini megaphone with his hands that he'll shout something that will make me want to bury myself alive or melt at an instant.

"I love you too!" A little too loud that it caught some students' attention. I saw him shook his head, amused, from the spaces of my fingers. Yes, I'm covering my face because I know it's an epitome of dumbness.

I'm definitely not his girlfriend.