"Cute Moment"

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Chapter 17

(Brian's P.O.V.)

"Where are they?" a girly voice filled the room. Zia bustled out from her-my room, her wet hair, telling me she hardly had a shower. Whatever type of garment she wore, she looks simply fashionable and it brings her more beautiful. She doesn't want to be called "a kid" but she really acts and seem like an ace. i recalled of the first time i saw her at the hospital where she run Brianna to after she had saved her from those rapists, she was wearing a pair of jeans and shirt with a rubber shoe. The thing i have been eying on her was her crystal blue eyes popped up when i woke her up at the hospital lobby. Our father commanded me to have her stay in my place while she's in her said vacation which is not actually a vacation. after a week now being with her is some kind of refreshing and surprising with a lot of changes, not just in myself, but also in our friendship.

"Excuse me...? Somebody is asking here? are you with me?" a furrowing face pouting lips and a hand waving in my face caught me off guard! Hell..! why does she have to be adorable in every way?!

"Um.. i'm sorry i was lost."

"Oh! Where in the world have you been? In your dream forest?" a smirk light up on her face. She's really quite cute. but i have to stop on fancying her!

"Only if you were in that location too.." i smirked back, then her face turned to reddish. "They all left to their respected home.. Lance told me to tell you about his gift, don't forget he said." a broad smile appears on her face.

"i'm certain he will become numb about it."

"About what? Your gift?" i fed her my narrowing eyes. "Why is that i'm feeling jealous now.." really i am.

"Oh' don't be a baby Brian." she muttered, walking beside the slouch bag where i'm sitting.

"What are you doing?" i babbled. She acts on sitting beside me. "As you can see, there's a heap of bags more here."

"You know I like blue right? Why don't you go and transfer to the other bag?" she sang nonchalantly slamming her butt on my rear end.

"If i know, you just want to sit beside me, don't you?" I smirk at her, and she just pouted back. She's so much adorable with her pouting. The feeling of Having her beside me is something I can't distinguish.. But surely, it brings me happiness and joy just being close to her. I'm afraid of obtaining use of her smell around the house. What will happen if she goes back to Australia?

"I'm hungry..." she looked upward to face me. "Do we have food?" she sang. When did I start loving the word 'We' in English idioms? uhg..! Just like now. "Don't smile. I need food, not your smile." she pouted again. And I can't take it anymore.. Justly , I stand after my lips landed on hers, then run for myself grinning. She was left dumbfounded sitting.

I came back from the kitchen with two bowls of fruit salad in my hands. "Here your highness." I render her the other bowl before setting myself beside her. I glance at her only to find out that she put a duck tape on her mouth! Silly!! "What have you done at your lips? How can you eat your crutch like that? You're such a child Zia.." I tore the tape out of her lips. A tear runs at her cheek, I know it was hurting but I have to manage that.

"Ouch! That hurts like hell!"

"I know! What forced you to put that in your lips anyway?" we both are furrowing at each other.

"Because you always kissing them! Why can't you leave my lips alone?" she hissed. Chuckles dropped from my lungs.

"That's it? Because of my kisses?" I frowned at her, and she was pouting again, and that pushed me to give them a smack. Her eyes widen and suddenly she covered her lips in shock. "If you stop being cute in every way, maybe I'll stop on kissing you. But I'm afraid being cute is part of you, and me kissing you is a natural response on your being adorable. What do you think?" I smiled at her.

"You're such a pervie.." she frowned. I just laughed. and we both eat in silence.

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"Are we done?" she asked me that question like, a hundred times till now. I forced her to help me in making Lance's cake. Tomorrow is his day.

"Honey, we're not done yet, merely if you lend me a hand and full of your energy, maybe we can finish this with a splash! What do you think?" i gave her a reassuring smile before turning back to what i am doing.

"What are we doing anyway?" oh...child! "How will you turn this into a piece of cake?" I just smirk. "Smirking can't answer a question, you know?" actually, she's talking like that while eating some chocolate flavored cake. "It tastes good. I'm loving it." I just let her do whatever she wants. And I love hearing her voice while I'm working. "Are you making a yatch out of cake?" oh... how adorable? She  guessed right.

"He likes yatch, so I'm making one." I sang.

"can i make him too? out of cake?" she chirps.

"Oh.. Another yatch?" i glance at her.

"no! i mean, him. a person on a yatch! Can I?" she sang chirpily. I grinned at her.

"Sure.." I throw her a wink, and she gives me a tongue out. I laughed.

We work in silence, she use a white chocolate cake for her craft and she focused on it.. as when i was done in my yatch cake, she give me her craft. hell! it was perfect!! it looks like really a refliction of Lance with a fashionable clothing that fits for a yatch man! how did she do that!?

"isn't it good? You look terrible." One thing i've known about her is that, she has no confidence in herself at all.

"It's beyond good! perfectly awesome! you have a talent kiddo!" i rambled her hair.

"Stop! i'm not a kid!" she hissed. i just laugh and kissed her on her cheek.

"you're lovely..." i smiled at her. i know i made an effect on her, her facial color told me when it becomes furiously red.

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