The Casanova Prince

Chapter 5: Because we're just friends

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       It was a little awkward between me and Ian after what happened the other day. Today is Saturday and we agreed that he would not be servicing anyone during the weekends as we need to finish all our assignments that week. It is also because he said it would be the time when he can rest. I am in the library doing research about the most powerful family in the world, the British royal family, with Austin and my two other best friends. Brayson Flynn del Rosario, a self proclaimed hacker taking up Information Technology and Benjamin Levi Yu, a soft spoken walking encyclopedia taking up Medicine.

My concentration was taken away when Flynn called me, "Hey Markie, there's an upperclassman here to see you." He said.

"Huh?" I was confused as I don't know any seniors. I went out to see who asked for me. Flynn said he was told to have me go at the back of the library. Out of curiosity I went and see who it is. They were worried about me and wants to come with me to make sure nothing bad would happen but I refused and said I wanted to go alone.

I was shocked to see that it was the person Ian was  having sex with in my bed the other night and the person who always looks at Ian passionately.

"Sorry to call you out so suddenly. You must be surprised. By the way I am Lewis Andre McPhee, a business management student majoring in accountancy," he said with a sad and troubled face. This was my first time seeing him in his uniform and based on the pin he's wearing he's already a graduating student. "Shit, he's not here to rough me up, is he?" I asked myself as I can't think of any reason for him to call me out.

"Ah, Well I'm kinda surprised." I replied, now getting a little bit uneasy.

"No need to be alarmed. I actually just want to ask you something. I'm sure you're well aware of it, but.." I can see the hesitation and embarrassment as he continues "I'm inlove with Ian, but as he is now, he refuses to pledge himself to anyone. On top of everything he is younger than me and I'll be graduating this year." I don't know where our conversation is going so I let him speak his mind.

"Our original agreement was that this would continue until then, and I've no right to ask for more. But, as such, I can't stand the thought of us being apart even just for a moment. So the reason why I asked for you is that I was wondering if I might persuade you to give up your room to me." Now I know why I was a little uneasy about him calling me out. I know I can just freely give the room to him any time and have him request to swap rooms since as far as I know the graduating students doesn't have roommates and their rooms are 10x bigger than the freshmens. That would be very advantageous to me. But something was holding me back and I can't put words to it.

It took me some time to answer. I was so confused with myself. I wanted to give up my room and give it to him. Rather than the answer I was thinking something else came out my mouth, "If that's what you really want I understand, but Ian says he will never sleep with his roommates, ever." I finally said. I know I was just making an excuse. Maybe if I just give them a chance they would get into an agreement and Ian would allow him to be his roommate and still have their affair. Thinking about that my chest suddenly tightened. Seems like there were a thousand needles pinning my chest.

I was startled as he raised his voice and said, "Can you convince him for me, then?"

"Wha..?" I was surprised with what he said but he didn't give me a chance to finish and grabbed my shirt.

"If it's a matter of finances--then I will pay whatever you demand. Please! There's not much time left for us." He pleaded and continued "Can you not convince him for me, then?" I don't get why he is so desperate to be with Ian.

I was out of words to tell him as I don't know what to do. I stood there for a while without saying a word. I was staring at his face drenched in tears and I don't know what gotten into me and said "But.. Ian said he never sleeps with his roommates." I repeated and looked away as I can't seem to look at him straight in the eye for I know I was just making excuses.

He started loosing it and cried harder. I didn't know what to do. I don't know how to console him. I can't even sympathize. I got frustrated and angry just looking at him. He was not like the man I saw when Ian first serviced him, dignified. Pathetic is the only word I can describe him right now. My actions got better of me and without any warning slapped him. I can no longer look at him in such a state. "Cut it out! Always trying to solve your problems with money! Don't you feel pathetic like that!?" I was not aware that my voice was getting louder because of my frustration and continued "Don't you feel frustrated, that you have to pay the man you love to sleep with you?" I said. He was standing still like a stone. His hands on his reddened cheek from my slap, I can see he was shocked with what I did. I can't blame him as I was shocked myself. Why am I getting so worked up? Why not change rooms with him in the first place? Why not agree with him and get done with it? There were a lot of questions in my head than answers.

I think he calmed down a bit since he looked down, but tears still dropping from his eyes, and said in a low voice "It's not as if I have any other choice. Money is everything to him. You'll see that soon enough. You'll see that even if you fall for him, you can't escape the emptiness of knowing you can only set him free with money."

I can't seem to agree with him, though he have known Ian longer than me to know what he thinks but I know for myself that there is no way for me to fall for him. "That won't happen, because we're just friends!" I told him as I remember what Ian said to me before "Don't fall for me". I will stick to what I told myself before that there is no way that I'd ever ever fall inlove with a man.