Love Potion and Other Disastrous Things

07 | confession and confusion

IXORA TIDIED HER HAIR. She looked at herself in the mirror. Thanks to running away from boys every single day, her restless face looked horrendous: dark eye bags that weighed a ton, pale white face, pale pink lips, messy frills of hair...

She was a horrible mess. The pretty woman had said as long as she got a boyfriend, the spell would have been broken.

All of a sudden, Liam's handsome face popped up in her mind. Ixora blushed and dismissed her thoughts. What was I thinking?! Liam is just helping me out... we can't be together, she buried her face with her palms. Every day, the thought of Liam's kiss never left her mind, but when she observed Liam, he was acting way too normal. He didn't seem affected by the kiss at all. Have he, perhaps, forgotten about it...? Ixora bit her lips sourly.

"Ugh!!!" She stomped her foot repeatedly and screamed. Why was it so hard to break this spell? What could she do to stop this? Wasn't it supposed to be easy to grab a random boy from her school since they were all flocking towards her?

She sighed, not knowing what to do. Why did she even make that wish in the first place? Was she even going to get a real boyfriend from this love potion? Her shoulders dropped as she opened the toilet door, walking out of it.

"Princess Ixora~!" A loud scream from nearby caught her by surprise. She didn't have to turn around to know that it was another group of lovestruck guys again. But instead of her usual self, she stood still, not moving an inch. She was tired of being chased after. It was time she did something to stop these guys, with her own power.

Ixora turned to them and frowned. "Stop! Chasing! After! Me!" She shrieked in her high pitched voice, her voice piercing through the hallway. She hadn't used her weapon- her voice- before, because she knew she had to save it for a rainy day. And that day was now. She was known to have made people cry with that high pitch of hers. She could bet on it that the scream would wake the boys up from the spell.

Unfortunately, it was to no avail. The guys only paused for a while, before shrieking in unison, "Ixora! Your voice is so beautiful!" Running towards her even faster than before. Counter-effect, she thought miserably.

She gasped and was about to open her mouth, before a large figure appeared before her, blocking her view.

Her heart tightened. Liam. Wind blew across his brown hair, allowing her to see sweat trickling down his face. This scene looked familiar. He was panting profusely. Did he run all the way here? Exactly how far did he run?

Funnily enough, the guys totally ignored Liam's presence, for their eyes were only filled with Ixora. They ran past him, screaming Ixora's name as if she were their kpop idol. Liam's eyes widened, not expecting that to happen. He turned around and saw the guys charging towards what was most precious to him.

Liam ran past the guys, pushing some of them away, finally reaching the front of them. By now, he was standing right beside Ixora, glaring at as many guys as possible.

"Stop chasing after Ixora!" He screamed as loudly as he could to the guys. Luckily for him, he had finally gotten everyone's attention. The fanboys turned to look at Liam curiously, wondering who was obstructing them from touching Ixora.

One of them decided to take a step out. He had pink spiky hair and a big mole under his left eye. His arms were muscular and were filled with tattoos, his chest muscle contracting as he bellowed, "Who are you to order us to leave Princess Ixora alone?" The guy's eyes were filled with heart shapes but his eyebrows were frowning. Liam knew immediately that the pink haired guy, as well as his other friends, were still under the spell.