Unexpectedly Mr. Famous (Tagalog/English)

Chapter 31: Accusations

A/N: Hi guys! how are you all. Thank you so much for your strong patience to wait for my update. Charrowt umenglish. 🤣 Well, ang dami po kasing pinagdaanan ng lola niyo kaya na memental block ako minsan 😢😥 Kayo na po sana bahalang umintindi sa akin. Maraming salamat po sainyong lahat at sana patuloy po ninyong suportaha  itong story ko na parang decades kung mag update. Love you ❤❤

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💦Harry💦

    The rain poured relentlessly, soaking the island without mercy. Its persistent drumming on the leaves seemed to echo the turmoil in my mind, urging me to find a way to the cave swiftly. My thoughts raced, consumed by worry, making me oblivious to Syd's gradual weight gain. Each step through the thick, mist-shrouded forest grew heavier. Syd was clearly worn out, and my feet and back throbbed with pain. Despite her exhaustion, I managed to keep my balance, supporting her as she stumbled onward.

This is what happens when you push yourself through an everyday workout. Our drenched clothes clung to us, and the temperature plummeted, freezing us to the bone. Things were getting much worse than I had anticipated. I felt as though I was constantly on the brink of catching some dreadful illness. Yet, I held onto Syd without her consent, forcefully dragging her along this perilous journey, fearing it might lead us both to our end.

I am so sucked up! too fucked up to even implicate this innocent girl in my tragedy. My mind was too preoccupied, as I  unthinkingly gazed up to our way. And suddenly realized that it takes a few more steps before we reach the cave.

Thank goodness we're almost there.
I just wish these fuck up situations we have here wind up by then. If only I could snap my fingers and turn everything back to where it should be. Prevent those numerous messes we did and maybe prevent us from getting here. Maybe, we're on our concert tour. Consuming our precious lives to no complete sleep. Daily practice and left and right interviews and endorsements.

I was so wrapped up in thoughts of what we could be doing that I almost missed it when Syd stumbled and lost her balance. Instinctively, I reached out and caught her with surprising speed.

For a moment, I felt like Superman.

I waited for her to steady herself, but she remained still.

"Syd?" I called out, but there was no response. My eyes scanned her face, and that's when I realized she had passed out.

Panic washed over me as I quickly lifted her, ignoring the searing pain in my body.

Adrenaline kicked in, proving its worth in moments like these.

I kept walking unevenly, my arm wrapped around Syd's back, the other supporting her thighs. Her head hung back, wet hair dripping small, crystal-like droplets. The freezing wind from the shore whipped through the trees, heightening my anxiety. I kept checking on Syd, her face peaceful despite the situation.

Never in my life, since my friends and I accidentally ended up here, did I realize how beautiful Syd was with her eyes closed.

Wait.

What am I thinking?

Syd is unconscious, and here I am admiring her.

I sighed, shaking my head in disapproval, but my eyes remained on the girl in my arms.

Ugh! Whatever!

There's nothing wrong with appreciating the truth of how I see things. It's like describing someone or something based on my observations. It doesn't imply any inappropriate reaction from me as a man. Syd isn't the type of girl who would run towards me and hug me tightly, nor would she undress in front of me to seek my attention.