C H A P T E R T W E N T Y - T H R E E
S M I L E
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"Aren't you going to practice?", He asked me while we heading home.
Janna and Vincent were snoring like pigs, every five minutes I'd nudge Vincent's big head away from my shoulder, sometimes Marco would do it and his head would land towards the window of the door.
Fortunately, he didn't woke up, or he would be screaming and punching me in the face.
He sure is a heavy sleeper.
My eyebrows ceased in confusion. "About what?".
"The play".
My eyes widened. "I almost forgot, it seemed such a vague event in my life".
"The play's due this Wednesday", he turned his head towards the view of the window.
"And I'm sure Holly's gonna be bersek", I mocked.
"Do you mind if I tune in to the radio?", Jackie inquired, her eyes still focused on the road or we might land across a random tree.
"Sure", I replied for Marco.
The radio began to play, and it was awkward since the lyrics of the song was quite, queasy to hear.
Baby love never felt so good
And I'd die if it ever could
Not like you hold me, hold me
Baby love never felt so fine
And I'd die if it was ever mine
Not like you hold me, hold me
And the night's gonna be just fine
Gotta fly, gotta see can't believe I can't take it.
While the song was bursting throughout the journey, Marco's eyes were trained on my direction and I couldn't help but be allured by it.
It wasn't awkward, it was if our eyes were simply yearning for something, like how the song speaks to us.
"Bitch I'm awake!", Janna suddenly screeched, snapping us both out of trance.
"Janna, you'll wake up Vincent", Jackie scowled.
"So? That fat-ass doesn't need to sleep, he always sleep anyway".
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"What are you doing?", he eyed me from across the living room.
He was wearing his favourite pair of pajama's, I noticed it.
It was black, he looked intimidating and could somehow camouflage into the dark surrondings. You thought it was a cute design or something? Ha! That's going to be a miracle if he does.
I sprawled my legs on the floor, my body wrapped aroud the big, warm duvet, a popcorn bowl beside me and the movie White Chicks flashing through the screen.
"Wanna watch?", I anticipated.
He shrugged, then came close to my spot. He laid down beside me, covering himself with the share of my duvet as I felt my heart race so fastly, thoughts running across my mind.
I looked discreetly at him. I couldn't decipher how he felt, if his heart was racing as fast as mine in this moment.
He was such a mysterious yet beautiful person.
"Why are you staring?", he bluntly ask, his eyes still focused on the screen.
I blushed and composed myself, looking back at the screen even though I couldn't understand a thing.
It was the scene where the guy pretending to be a white chick, did his nasty dump on the toilet. It was hilarious but I was too busy, thinking if somehow Marco would finally reciprocate his feelings back.
I could feel it too, but I'm not sure how far I can wait.
I felt a jolt of sparks stricking through my body when I felt something warm brushed against my hand slowly.
I looked at Marco but he was busy looking at screen with his unreadable look.
Then I felt his hands interwine with mine, my heart couldn't handle it but I didn't want to let go.
I wanted to calm my heart but it was too late, it was pounding so fastly I felt so breathless. I swallowed the lump from my throat and left my hand interwinning with his as we watched the movie.
Marco, can you feel my heart's beat?
"You like this type of movies?", he brought out a topic.
"Y-yeah", I stammered.
"I'll take note of that", he murmured and silence began to took upon us.
Thirty minutes later and another movie played through the television.
I felt myself dozing off but I didn't want to, I wanted to cherish this moment, the only moment where he showed his hidden affection.
My body battled with the tiredness creeping through me. I felt my eyelids close and sleep welcoming me into it's depth.
But before that, I couldn't help but let out a small smile.
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