Where We Land [feat. BiaDore]

Cold Coffee (Adore's POV)

It has been 3 months since I broke up with Roy and it still feels like hell every day. I sometimes wonder, what if I just listened to Roy? We could've been happier than ever. But since I decided to be an ass, now here I am in bed contemplating whether I should call him or not.

I kept staring at my phone when suddenly it rang. I felt a lump on my throat seeing the caller ID and by hearing the ringtone which I've set for only one person.

It was "I Adore U" and was only for Roy.

I immediately picked up.

"H-hey..." I said.

"Hey Danny! Long time! Well, I'm just wondering if we could meet up soon?" Roy said over the line.

Why does he sound so happy? Is it because of me?

"Y-yeah, bitch! Party! When about?" I asked him as I tried my best to sound happy but honestly it breaks my heart to hear his voice again.

"Well if you're free, today would be nice," he said.

"S-sure," I responded.

"Starbucks at the corner of my street. 3pm. See you, chola," he said then hung up.

Chola. Oh, how I've missed that. He's back from tour and wants to meet me. What could this possibly mean? Does he want me back?

It's already 1:30pm and Roy's place is a 45-minute drive from mine. I decided that I'd take a shower then just wear a Bianca Del Rio merch shirt, a black zip-up hoodie and a black skinny jean with a pair of white converse.

I drove down to the Starbucks where I am meeting Roy.

By this time, it's already 3pm and I saw Roy immediately. Oh damn! He looks so gorgeous.

He grew his facial hair a bit. He looked masculine.

"H-hey," I greeted him as I rocked up.

He immediately stood up and gave me a hug.

"Take a sit, Danny," he said as he pointed at the seat in front of him, "Nice shirt."

I chuckled. This was because I decided that I'd just take my hoodie off and just wear the shirt. Typical Bianca.

We both sat down, he's already ordered us both a caramel frappe and I just tried to take in his look.

He's wearing a white polo and coat like what he used to wear in the werk room. But he just looked so manly. I swear.

"Danny, my eyes are up here," Roy said while snapping his fingers, "It's very rude to stare and not listen to someone, you know?"

"Oh, fuck off," I said then we both giggled.

"How have you been?" Roy asked me on a more serious note.

"W-well, I terribly missed you, Roy," I admitted.

"I missed you too, Dan," he said as he held my hand on the table, "Well, let me get to it straight, the reason why I asked for you to meet me up is this."

He slid a small envelope on my hand.

I chuckled, "What's this for? Another tour? You'd like me to watch you perform?"

"Open it," he said smiling warmly at me. That's the smile that melts me as Danny and even as Adore.

I opened the envelope and read it.

Danny,

We've been friends for a long time. We've also shared a history. And now, if you'd please do me the honours together with Shane to be my best man on my wedding day.

-Roy

"Are you sure of this?" I asked him as I looked up.

"Of course, I definitely am sure," he responded.

"Me? Your best man? We haven't seen each other for 3 months, Roy. And the last time we saw each other was when... when... we broke up," I said trying to fight my tears back.

"When you broke up with me," he added sadly.

A tear rolled down my cheek as he said that. Roy immediately wiped my cheek.

"Hey, Danny," Roy said, "please don't cry, sweetie. I'm sorry."

"N-no, Roy. I am sorry. I really am. D-does he make you happy?"

"S-she makes me happy," Roy responded forcing a smile, "y-yes."

"She?"

"Eva's mother. She's the one I'm marrying," Roy said trying to sound happy about it but miserably failed.

"W-why?" I asked.

"Please accept being my best man, Danny," Roy pleaded almost crying.

"I-I don't know if I can, Roy," I responded.

"Please," he whispered as he looked down and squeezed my hand.

The last thing I want to see is a defeated Roy. His tone seemed as if his life depended on my response.

"O-okay," I choked back as I sobbed.

"Thank you," Roy said, "spend a night with me and let me explain all these to you."

I nodded in response.

We then stood up and strolled out of Starbucks then went straight to Roy's apartment.

When we got into his apartment, I just couldn't help but stare at his graciousness. Danny, he's getting married soon. I warned myself.

Roy walked towards me and was inches closer to my face.

"Danny," he said as he held my waist.

I leaned in and closed the gap as I wrapped my arms around his neck.

Now, I don't care if he's getting married soon. I love this man so bad and I want him back.

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