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CREME BRULEE
We were riding Niccolo's black car. He's driving slowly, as in I'm actually scared that a traffic enforcer might pull us up for driving this slow in the highway. Some cars are angrily honking past us. Obviously not too happy about the fact that we are traveling at a turtle's speed.
It was night time. Niccolo begged for us to go to this victory party at another teammate's house. Gazing outside the car's window I saw the silhouette of the dark looming trees beside the highway and the sun's dying rays.
The violet night sky spreading across the horizon and a faint side of the moon slightly peeking from behind the clouds.
His left hand drumming the car's steering wheel. While his other hand... well his other hand tightly encapsulating my fat hands. Fingers interlaced. Palms sweaty.
I swear Niccolo has long fingers and big palms. Really fit for playing basketball. Maybe a thing about great players I slowly thought to myself. They have such ginormous hands. He can effortlessly hold a ball in one hand. Easily dunk with one hand. And can always hold my hand like this. Like it's meant to protect me and keep me safe.
I cleared my throat and looked away from our entwined hands. I felt my insides feeling all jelly. Like a melting butter in a hot pan. Warm. Fuzzy. Ticklish.
I slowly pulled my hand away, slowly, very slowly for him not to notice. But he wouldn't be Niccolo if he can't notice the tiniest details about me. He just as easily pulled my hand back and tightly gluing our hands together again.
"Niccolo will you please just drive?" I tried to sound irritated. But inside I can feel thousands of butterflies flying in my stomach.
"Well I am driving." He glanced quickly in my direction and winked.
I sighed. Oo nga naman nag da-drive siya. Nag da-drive siya habang hawak ang kamay ko.
"Just let go first okay?" I pulled my hand quickly this time.
I heard the faintest of his familiar groans.
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A couple more minutes we reached the house. From the lot we can already hear the loud booming of the music. The party is already in full uproar. He parked and jumped out of the car to go around and open the door for me.
"My princess."He said as he held out a hand smiling that devilish handsome grin of his. His hair slightly blown by the night wind. His after shave and cologne singing music as I inhaled in deeply.
Sandali akong natulala. Ang gwapo talaga. Nakakainis na. When at last I managed to calm my nerves I swatted his hand away.
"Ang kulit talaga." Lumabas ako sa kotse niya at tumayo ng hindi inaabot ang kamay niya. I looked around. From my view I can see some people dancing and grinding as the DJ hyped them up with a wild upbeat song. Red cups passed on from one student to another with who knows what kind of elixir might be in there to see them this mad and wild. Beer pong balls being shot. People on the side shouting, cheering and laughing. They sure are having one hell of a party.
