Illusional Love (PENDING)

Twenty-Four

       It is three in the afternoon when we both do another sight-seeing in London. We couldn't finish it yesterday due to how long the audition took time for us to do my long-list of sight-seeing. And no, I didn't have the actual long-list but I do know where to visit and where to eat that I had already put some of them on my notes on my phone because I was so busy back then in being the "college" girl that had so many things to do.

       "Why do you have this one on the list? There's not-"

       Just like how he actually is. He is really such a complainer if you know him a little bit closer, like how I know him for the example.

       "Because I just want to know what it is like in reality." I tell him. Well it's actually a half truth and a half lie. I am never really interested in something that's including historical places yet I'm still the same curious asshole so that I want to see what it is really like. That's all.

       He rolls his eyes in annoyance. "That's stupid."

       "But you love me, don't you?" I turn to look at him with a goofy smile on my face. He glances at me as he drives and I bat my eyelashes at him, making it look as if I'm pleading for him to drive me there.

       He shakes his head and sighs in defeat before taking a turn to the right. "You know you could always give me the keys." Still pleading to him.

       "Alright, alright." He hangs his hands up in the limited height of his car. He knows it himself that I'm so irresistible. Ha ha ha.

       He gets his hand up to his hair, only to mess it up with his fingers. His hand slowly moves down to the back of his neck and he's rubbing it gently. And just as it seems it's the right time, we stop right before the zebra cross due to the traffic lights that turns into red. With that, he turns to look at me and looks at me.

       I'm just about to open my mouth and ask him what's wrong but then he leans in. He leans in so fast and gives me a peck on my lips right before I even realize it. It's not just a peck, but it's followed by the shivers, the awe sounds on my inner heart, and the ew sounds on my head. Yeah, my head and heart still debates about my own feelings, for sure. They have never really been getting along since the very first start of love is pronounced in this world.

       He slowly leans back a little and tucks a strand of my hair to the back of my ear. A smile slowly forms on his beautiful face. And just right when I realize how the annoying Tyler can be the sweet Tyler in just a matter of minutes, he turns his focus back onto the road and stomps on the gas, making the car jerks forward.

       I look up to the traffic lights that's now had changed into green. The peck is still lingering on my lips and I never really can't get enough of the feeling of it at all. "What is it for?"

       "Your lips look a little bit lonely, so I peck it to make it feel accompanied." He glances at me for awhile before turning his eyes back to the road. The eyes, the gold flecks in his eyes are sparkling right when he glances at me.

       I don't think I will survive in this world with this kind of beautiful person or British-god or whatever you want to call him, just name him whatever you want. And I don't think if someone ever can see us as a couple because:
       1. We're not a couple.
       2. We're not even look like it.
       3. He's just too annoying and too beautiful to be with a girl like me. With this kind of tan and apple-like face.

       This person is something that has the ability to get every girl to drool and swoon over just by looking at his face. With his blond hair being all dolled up and gelled, it makes it even look more amazing. I wonder if this person ever becomes a model, girls are probably never going to stop to look at his modeling pictures or even worst, put his modeling pictures into their lock screen. Sometimes it pissed me off to think about him this way and I just don't know why. Maybe I'm jealous? No, because I'm not supposed to be one. Hell I'm not even his girlfriend at this case. We are just, well . . . romantic interest I guess.