Wattpad Block Party - Winter Edition III

hiddenblank_space Presents: SHATTERED GLASSWORKS

SHATTERED GLASSES

Written by: hiddenblank_space

Note: Hola! First of all I want to introduce myself, I'm Kate aka @hiddenblank_space. Thank you so much if you're reading this preview right now it means the world to me for people to read my work! I really have no idea how to express how thankful and happy I am to be part of the Wattpad Block Party- Winter Edition III , receiving that mail from Kelly was really unexpected. When I submitted the form to join I didn't expect to get a response about it, there was like 0.00001% possibility that I would be selected, but like they said 'expect the unexpected' and when I opened the mail, I was dumbfounded literally.

To tell you honestly, this is my first time writing in English, I was used to writing my stories (w/c I'm working on right now) in Tagalog haha. So yeah, that's about it, feel free to criticize my work and if you like it, give it a thumbs up (wait I sound like Brent Rivera in here lmao) and read this upcoming book to be published on February 25, 2016 :) I'm really excited to write this story in the first place because it's a storysooo close to my heart.

Thank you so much to @KellyAnneBlount for giving me this amazing opportunity!

Thank you so so so much! So much love x

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"I don't even know what you mean by that word" He chuckled deeply. I just sighed and moved my hands to softly caress his thighs. He looked deeply at me, butbrushed it away.

"It's pronounced as ma-hal ki-ta. Hal is pronounced like hallucination while the ki- hey stop it- like a key and ta in tag" I explained quietly as he looked at me, eyes filled with amusement because of the use of my  little knowledge in Filipino Language- Tagalog. He softly dropped his right arm with a cellphone capturing our moment in a five minute video. I stared at his brown orbs for a moment, thinking I was blessed to have the opportunity to see it everyday.

"Stop looking at me like that! Like dude it's creepy! Anyways mahal kita means" Ipaused breathing out loudly thinking about if this is the right time to say those words or is it too early? Is it too early for me to feel this way?  Maybe I'm just rushing this relationship. But thinking about all the times we spent together makesmy smile creep into my face, all he has done for me is too many to count.

The way I notice every movement,mannerism and glints of sadness in his eyes? People say that the way we look at each other is different but I don't see anything different. I love how his brown eyes lighten up whenever it's early in the morning, how his eyes crinkles whenever he doesn't fake a smile. And I admired him from the start.

I turned my head to look at him. He was smiling like a creep as I raised my eyebrows at him. "So what does that mean?" he asked smiling sincerely at me. I took another deep breath.

But maybe this is not the right moment to say what it really means. Those three words can either ruin us or break us. Not unite us.

"Never mind just google it tomorrow morning." I said in a low voice as I scooted farther away from him and I tucked myself under the warm covers, resting my head upon his favorite black pillow, inhaling the intoxicating scent of him. His scent was like forever sprayed in this pillow, it's addicting and makes me want to bring this home as a reminder of him.

He sighed and mimicked my actions of tucking himself under the covers. After a minute or two he turned off the bedside lamp, only the streetlights outside served as our protection from the endless darkness. I felt him wrap his arms around my thin waist- snuggling me like I was a fragile little vase. Well, I am.

And his American accent bothered me that night, whispering the three little words I had said "Just so you know, mahal din kita" I tried to contain the gasp that escaped my mouth.  And for so long I never felt alone again.