Please be my mommy

Chapter 5

Arthit pov

I made sure every parents received the message from the administration and closed all the windows. It was lightning and there were high winds. Storm is expected.

I sat near the window looking at the unpleasant weather. You all wondering why I'm calling this weather unpleasant? Because it brings out the loneliness in me. I might look all happy and bubbly outside I'm hollow inside.

If i start counting the number of people who are there for me no matter what, there is none. It really doesn't matter if you're surrounded by thousands they all have to leave at some point. It won't equals to that one person who will be waiting for me at home or get mad when i don't come home on time. I hugged my knees closer to my chest and the wiped the tears rolling down my cheeks.

Ooff I'm being dramatic, ain't i? There are people dying without food and I'm complaining sitting under a roof and food on my plate.

My thoughts were interrupted by a phone call and the number wasn't saved. Who's calling me at this time? It's almost 11.

"Hello" i responded sniffing.

"Hi, I'm so sorry for bothering you at this time Mr.Arthit. I'm Kongpob suthiluck, you remember? Nine's father?" I sat on the couch chewing my lower lip. My mood uplifted in fraction of a second. Oh no, why is this greek god calling me.

In this one month I've heard a lot about Mr.kongpob from Nine as well as from the paparazzi. He does have a very good reputation. people are dying to work with him. Shamelessly i have grown liking for that handsome man. Not a small crush like i had on knott but i think i like kongpob.

I know, i know. This is impossible. My gay heart is playing me by liking a straight Male. Mr.Kongpob will never look at my side. Trust me, I've used many tricks to divert myself but it's just isn't working. The more i try to avoid him the more i end up thinking about him.

Nine, that smol bean is not helping. He is always running around me calling me his Angel after school. I got used to him and his sweet giggles. Nowadays if i don't find him after class in the entrance, i stop my bike and wait till he bids his farewell.

In the beginning i shrugged off the feeling by assuming it's the usual care i build to other kids. As days rolled on i realised my special affection over this little boy. Liking his father, developing parental feelings over the son. Arthittt, please get a hold of yourself.

"Umm Hello? HELLO?" i gasped, someone please just kill me. I was literally bashing myself with having him on the line. Thank god i was thinking all this to myself, imagine my Condition if i was talking these loud.

"Hello Mr.kongpob. how can i help you?" I tried to regain my professional attitude.

"I'm sorry, but aren't you celebrating or something?" He sounded so confused.

"Celebrate? It isn't new year" i paced back and forth in my room.

He laughed softly which i personally think is soooooo cuteee "Nine somehow was misinformed that it was your birthday tomorrow and we spent the whole day finding a better gift for you Mr. Arthit" holy shit, i sat on the floor. I forgot as usual.

"He is right by the way, I'm not a celebrating type. It didn't even strike my mind" my socially awkward ass tried to explain as nice as possible.

"Oh that's great, do you mind if we come meet you at your house or somewhere else. Nine has spent his savings and bought you a gift, i don't wanna break his heart" i have never seen a billionaire being this humble. He is just scoring. 6,6,6,6,6,6.

My house, no i will never bring Mr.Kongpob and baby Nine here. They will be disgusted to see my unorganised one room apartment.

Whoa whoa whoa i do get good pay. I'm working in one of the most reputed school but HELLO taking care of almost 20 children is not easy and I'm not ready to explain all this to them, it would be so dramatic.

"Mr.Kongpob, i actually don't have plan on celebrating my birthday and public place is not safe in pandemic. If you don't mind i am willing to come visit Nine at your house" i said.

"That sounds great, is that possible for you to be here by 9 AM. I'll send ride"

"Thank you but that's not necessary, only send me the location and I'll be there" i politely refused his offer, i hope he doesn't get offended by this.

"Sure, check your DM I've sent the location. See you tomorrow Arthit" my heart fluttered when he called me just Arthit not Mr.Arthit.

I disconnected the call, squealed banging my head on my pillow "Arthitttt" i wheezed.

Hey guys 🧚‍♀️ 🧚‍♀️

This quarantine shit is getting real, i freakin started liking my neighbour aunty even when she bitches me behind my back. 😥

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