You're So Dead

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Kongpob’s  P.O.V.



I don’t know how I landed up on the rooftop and that too with Arthit and his guitar, I don’t know why I was practicing one of the love songs and trying hard not to look at Arthit's fingers playing with those strings on the guitar.


I don’t know why this all was turning way too romantic.


The way he flashed his dimpled smile here and there, as if he had forgotten that he was the same senior who had made my life hell.

As if this was the real Arthit right infront of me, not shouting, not intimidating but just being himself.


“What are you staring at, nong? Don’t you have to practice?” He pulled me back from my trance like state and I focused back on my singing, I could never focus on my singing when he sneaked in those little smiles from time to time.


Even though he was smiling just to encourage me, but he had no idea where those smiles were hitting me, and I was afraid in no time he’ll realise that too.

“Kong, are you alright?” He asked suddenly.


“Huh?” I stopped singing staring at him blankly.

He moved closer on the bench, way too close.


I tried to ignore the strong smell of probably his shampoo, that was kind of intimidating and powerfully attractive in it’s own way.

He had definitely showered before going to bed.

And I had practically forced him to come here, disturbing his sleep.

And how dumb of me to think of inviting him up on my rooftop in  the middle of the night would lessen my rising anxiety.


Well, I wasn’t to be blamed here, it was just a week to go before my star contest and just two days to go before the semi final basketball match, and I had been too tensed.


But the present night, I had been way too tensed to be able to sleep since I knew I was missing a certain tune, and I was scared I was going to mess it up, so I had called up P' in the middle of the night to help me practice, I had hoped he would be scolding or be annoyed for being called at such an hour but strangely enough, he said nothing but just “ok”


And now here I was, realising this was such a bad idea, I shouldn’t be here when my already anxious heart had started to beat even more rapidly at the sight of a very clueless senior.


I felt him move closer until our arms brushed.

I gulped, I stared right in his cute, warm eyes.


“Take this.” He said while passing some of his sweets for sore throat to me before he moved away and focused back on his guitar.


I didn’t know whether I was relieved at this or utterly disappointed.

I felt like all kinds of fire lighting up my body ready to go on a full on rampage until Arthit with his cluelessness and sometimes too good of a helping nature poured the ice cold water over it all.


“Your voice cracked, so I thought, you needed it.”

I realised I was still blankly staring at him, that was why he was passing me the explanation.


I took in a deep breath as I looked away from him and stared at the sweets in my hand.


Maybe I was too anxious with all the activities over my head, and maybe it was the lateness of the hour that I was feeling like this.


I never really knew how exactly I worked, but I kind of swing both ways, I felt a bit attracted by any boy or girl I found interesting, but never to an extent that I felt like proposing or be with them, it was never sexual, I just liked to hang out more with the person for whom I developed a liking towards.


M kind of had the idea, I had told him that I wasn’t limited to one gender, he never seemed to be bothered by it, though he did point out that I might be demisexual, and maybe that was right, I was attracted to someone only after I have an emotional connection with them, but somehow I had never felt that kind of intensity of it until Arthit was infront of me, playing his guitar so damn unaware of the mess I was in.

I was mentally screaming by now.

Maybe it was just because of the fact that it was quite late in the night.


Yes, that’s the only reason, I had hated this guy, there was no way I was meddling my heart in a mess like this.


“Kong, return back.”


“Huh?” I looked at him, a little too blank for my own self.

He frowned at me, oh my god, why was I finding his frown kind of cute too?

“Return back to Earth, Ai'Kongpob! I'm ruining my sleeping hours because of you.” He scowled at me and I smiled, covering up my mental mess immediately.


I popped in the candy in my mouth while taking in the tune of the guitar and gradually singing once again.

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