One Shot Stories

Kier

It was October 25, 2019 when I first met him. He's my best friend's cousin came from Bicol. It was eight in the evening, we planned to have a drink with barkada. I saw this tall guy joining us. His skin color is brown like a real definition of a person living in the province or mountain. But damn his charisma! I totally got love at first sight with him. His face can align with those hotty guys here in the city.

My best friend's mother introduced me to that dark-skin guy. I started trembling. He smiled at me!

"Kier, her name is Aubrey. You know the slut?" they laughed. 

Aubrey isn't my name but they always call me that.

He chuckled and offered his hand "I'm Kier, this one's Kevin, my brother" with my shaking hand, I accepted his rough hand. I smiled to him but quickly looked away. Goodness! He might know I have a crush on him if I stared too long.

The night went on and our talks went smoothly. I was so tipsy and my attention was directed only to him while he's story-telling about the beauty of their province.
How his dark color suits him. His neatness on how he dresses and a breath taking clean cut hair of him. I love how white his teeth too. I stopped staring at him when he looked at me, smiling.

"H-huh?" I asked when I didn't hear clearly what he said

"I said, you're pretty" my friends pinched me on my waist. It doesn't hurt. But I felt a pain. Pain inside my chest. How could I fell this hard when I just met him? I feel like a real woman because of him.

It's been a week since I knew him. I was scrolling down my newsfeed when a notification popped out. 

Kier Guerrero added you on Facebook.

I was stunned for a moment. 

Fuck!

I quickly clicked the accept button and stalked him. I didn't know this will be the moment we will start chatting and getting close to each other.
All the times I'm seeing his name bold on my messenger which means he has a message, my heart's fluttering.

Kier: Do you have a boyfriend?
One night he asked on chat. I bit my lower lip and typed my reply.

Aubrey (my nickname to him): I don't have do you?

Kier: I don't. We should drink sometimes and have a good talk.

Aubrey: Sure. RH to me, haha.

As planned, this is our fourth time drinking with only the two of us. I feel like I already knew him for a long time. He told me about their broken family and I feel so sad about it. We laughed and smiled at each other. Why does he talk so good?

"You know what, I find your sister pretty. I liked her and thought of who will I pursue but second thought, why should I think about such silly thing? I'm sorry for that. I'm always with you. I've been liking you too."

That maybe an indirect confession, my heart pounds so hard! 

A night before January first, we barkadas, had a celebration. A party with so much drinks, food and huge speakers. We have a certain house that time where we all sleep together. Kier's sleeping at the third floor. He was already tipsy at that moment.

Five minutes before New Year, I silently went out the crowd and walked inside the house. This will be my first new year with my special someone who I think my greatest downfall.

I stared on his perfect face, admiring it before waking him up.

"Hey, wake up! It's near to 12 now!" I said, tapping his cheeks. He opened his right eye and suddenly pulled me for a hug. My face heated.

"Let's cuddle" he whispered