The Heir to my Heart • Completed

iii. in the middle of the night

Arthit puts the phone on loudspeaker and clears his throat. "Hello?"

"P'! Thank you for answering. I'm sorry! My best friend filled me in with all the things I told you last night. I'm sorry P'! It's not normal of me to be that jerk. I'm really sorry, I'm so ashamed of myself."

Beside Arthit, Tutah is mouthing how handsome the Suthilak heir's voice is. Arthit rolls his eyes, there's nothing handsome about his voice and if Arthit's going, to be honest, it's kind of squeaky... like a kid.

"I'm glad you know how much of a jerk you are. You should be more than sorry."

Tutah nudges Arthit to remind him of his attitude but Arthit simply rolls his eyes. Arthit will be a bitch if he wanted to.

"I'm also sorry because I kissed you, I don't exactly remember what really happened, must be my drunk self wanting to kiss someone as handsome as you."

Arthit's friends give him a teasing look. Arthit scoffs.

Is this guy serious? Is this kid really flirting with him? Through the phone where Arthit can't punch him?

"Whatever. Is that why you called? To say sorry? Well, you're not forgiven b-"

"Wait P', there's something else. Don't you find it odd that the slap wasn't photographed? If it really was a paparazzi who captured the shot, then why's that part cut out? It's more of a scandal that the Rojnapat heir slapped the Suthilak heir because I forced myself on you. So what I'm saying P' is that someone might be behind all this and this isn't a fucked up scandal. This is all planned."

"Wow, he's so smart!" Prem whispers in awe.

Knot is nodding and smiling. Tutah's sighing, admiring how great Kongpob's deductive reasoning is. Bright's eyes are as wide as saucers, clearly gobsmacked from hearing Kongpob's theory.

Arthit frowns. He can also deduct that if he isn't panicking at the moment, but he is so he's isn't able to see the bigger picture. There's nothing smart about that Suthilak jerk's theory. At all!

"Or you're saying that because you knew you're being followed so you kissed me just so you can trash my name. Did your family put you up to this? To ruin my family's image, ha?"

"Of course not P'! I just can't help my drunk self. You're hot and handsome. I'm just a man, of course, I'm attracted."

His friends hoot. Arthit groans. Crap! This is embarrassing! The Suthilak jerk is like confessing his feelings to Arthit who wants nothing but to murder him right this very second.

"Who are those?"

Arthit glares at his friends. "No one-"

"You're with your friends. I'm on loudspeaker. Nice."

"Kid, you're smart," Prem compliments with a smile.

"Thanks, P'! Anyway, P'Arthit, what I really want to say is please let's meet up, let's talk about this. I'm sure there's more to this and we need to solve it."

"How can you assure me that this isn't you trapping me on another scandal?"

"Let's meet at my best friend's coffee shop later. I already told him to close the store so we can speak in private. Please P'? I'll text you the details."

"I'll think about it."

"Please consider it P', text me if you're going, and please go alone. If your friends are still listening, I'm sorry but I want to speak to P'Arthit alone if that's okay? This is really personal and I don't want you all to be pulled in this chaos. It's more than enough that P'Arthit and I are in trouble. Bye P', please consider it!"