Yarylle / KaYel (On Hold)

Chapter 22: Simple Complication

A/N: I just want you guys to know that I am so grateful for the people who read, comment, vote and share this supper amateur story of mine. You guys are awesome! 

So. This is Chapter 22 (ooh-ooh) #Swiftie #22 . I hope you'll like this. Haha. 

By midnight, which is less than an hour from now, I will be going to Baguio to visit my brother in PMA. I'll be there for like three days so don't expect that there's gonna be another chapter during that. Hehe. But just like what I always say, I'LL TRY. xD. School is about to start so expect slower updates. I am deeply apologizing for the flashbacks that magically appear. Hehe.

To everyone (especially the students), may the odds be ever in your favor.

-H

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Yael's POV

I love her. There is no doubt in that. But I could go on a week without seeing her.  There are text messaging and calls. As cheesy as it may sound, hearing her sweet voice can already make my day.  I'm a low maintenance guy, you could say.

You might hate me for that. But just think of how stressful it is to be part of a band. We just don't perform somewhere then everything will be okay. There is more to it than that.

First, songwriting. This one happens anywhere, anytime. Inspiration is a must. And as what I say on every interview, everyone can be an inspiration. And obviously, Karylle is one.

"Three, two, one!" Gosh shouts. There you have it. Second, rehearsals. It's a challenge to work with three other people. Thus, to maintain a band's career rising, we treat each other like family.

"Dude, ayos ka lang?" TedMark asked after we practiced all we need to perform later. I nodded and he shook his head. Opening a bag of chips, he grabbed a handful and gave the bag to me. "Hindi ako naniniwala." He said while munching the food.

I sighed and drank the bottle of water beside me then ate up all the junk food. Soon enough, we packed our stuff and loaded them into the van. When everyone was set, the vehicle moved to yet another adventure.

Gosh was driving and Armo sat in the passenger seat. Behind them sat Tedmark and I. He poked my right arm and I tilted my head to face him. Raising an eyebrow at me,  I replied with a smile.

"Si K kasi," I started. "Miss na agad ako." I received chuckles and snorts from them. "Naku, medyo..." Gosh said, as if running out of words. "High maintenance?" I finished for him. They nodded and I did too.

"Babawi nalang ako," I said. Tedmark teased me by singing Di na Mababawi. We cracked up then stayed silent until we got to the mall.

We set up our equipments and stayed backstage to chill a bit. I texted Karylle, just to check on her.

 <Phone Conversation>

Me: Baby, how are you? We are about to perform on some mall now. I promise, babawi nalang ako. Love you!

 <End of Phone Conversation>

I pressed sent and prepped up for the show. Changed clothes, fixed my hair, sprayed some body spray and drank lots of water. Suddenly, a pair of hands covered my eyes.

"Kim?" I guessed and she lets go. "How did you know?" She asked. I shrugged and sat on the small couch. Kim sat beside me, busily using her phone. "So...you and Karylle?" she curiously asked me without removing her eyes from the phone. "Uh-huh." I said, getting up.

"Just in time," our manager said, stealing me from her. I hear a bunch of screaming people. "Ready na kayo?" Trix asked us. Everyone nodded and we are called on stage.