Unexpected

Five

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     After the incident that happened by the pool, there was not one call that came from him. It was weird when I kept waiting for a call that will never come after what just happened. Plus, my heart won't stop beating when I thought about him! What's happening to me?

     Even if he called, it was transfered to another person working at the front desk, asking for room service. He never called me. The weird part is that I actually felt jealous when he called Mimi or Patricia. (They're about my age) I don't know what has gotten into me.

     "Hey, Deen," Mimi called, clinging her arm around my neck with a smile. The weird thing that I have discovered is that she smelled like lavenders. Who knew that the closer you stand to a person, the little things you could know. "I'm going to my favourite drink shop for a while. Want to follow? It's not that far from the hotel."

     "I guess my dad won't mind," I said, looking around to check if Michael was anywhere around the hotel. I don't why but I keep having this... feeling of wanting to see him. I must be going mad. Going out of the hotel to clear my mind seems like the wise choice of things. 

     "We won't be out for too long," Mimi assured with a smile. She grabbed my wrist and started pulling me to the entrance of the hotel. "Nothing's going to happen. Hopefully, at least."

     "What do you mean by that?" I asked, a little scared. "You sound like you're actually going to bring me to a bar instead of a drink shop. Unless... you're actually going to buy alcoholic drinks at the cellar or something."

     She laughed and dragged me out of the hotel. We were out in the streets by now while Mimi was still laughing like a psycho killer. "No, no. I'm just scared I'll see my ex-boyfriend Max there. He still goes there after our break-up."

     Seriously, I feel like a craze lunatic that lets her imagination run wild every time something happens. Actually, it used to be when I was with Michael and only with him. Now that he hasn't called me or anything, I feel paranoid and crazier than ever. Every single thing just makes me feel like I'm going to go crazy.

     Every moment I'm not with Michael, I feel like I'm going to cry. Without him, I feel like I can't smile. But thinking of him, my heart beats like a drum. Is... something wrong with me? Or my heart and mind? Why is it that whenever I think of Michael, I slowly turn into a craze girl.

     Michael, what are you doing to me?

     It all started with one scene. One scene by the pool. An accident. Hatred seems to be changing to something far worse than I've ever imagined–love.

     "Hey, Deen. Are you alright? You don't look so good," Mimi pointed out as the line of milk tea shop slowly moved. Yes, it was a milk tea shop all along. Mimi was right, it wasn't that far from the hotel after all.  

     Outside, my head nodded and acted as if I was really okay. Inside, my thoughts are fluttering around the place and thinking of one guy and one guy only: Michael Clifford. Could the hatred I had with him really turn into... love?

     "Hey, I need to go to the restroom to hide for a while because my ex-boyfriend is here with his current girlfriend," Mimi whispered over to me as she took a sip of her bubble tea. "I can't risk spoiling my bubble tea so sit here and wait until I come out of the restroom, okay?"

     I merely nodded and grabbed a hold of her bubble tea as she ran into the ladies' room. I couldn't plug into the world. My mind is escaping to my thoughts about Michael Clifford. One question still remains in my head: Could the hatred I had with him really turn into love?