"Are you okay?"
"Ha! Do I look okay, Mr. Jack Montenegro?"
"Tss. Whatever. You know what, you should stop chasing Kit."
"No way! I would never do that. I'll bet my life on it."
"Really? You'll bet your life on it? You'll have your life with me. It's a deal then."—he said and smirked. I just rolled my eyes on him.
"Whatever you say, I won't stop admiring him."
"Hey Angel! What are you doing here?"—Cassy asked to me when she saw me secretly watching Kit playing basketball on our school gym.
"Oh hello Cass!"—I hugged her.
"You didn't answer my question, Angel. What are you doing here? Don't you have a class?"
"What do you think Cassy?"—I asked her too.
Duh! I don't do class ditching.
I just turned my head on Kit again and smiled. This is really his happiness—playing basketball with his friends.
That's why I don't bother to introduce myself on him. I want him to enjoy his life NOW.
Yeah, whatever you say. Yes, I am that confident that I can have him easily. But that's not my plan for now, I just introduce myself when I already reached my dreams that I can be proud of.
"Oh I see. It's been almost three years and you're still chasing him, Angel?"
"What's the problem with you and Jack? I am admiring Kit and not chasing him, can you just change your terms? Tsk."—I said but she just shook her head.
"Oh Angel, aren't you tired of chasi—, I mean admiring Kit? We all know that he knows you but I think...no, we—me and Jack thinks that he doesn't like you and he'll never be."
"I KNOW and I do understand him. I don't need his feelings back to me now because I can't able to be in a relationship too because I'm still stidying."
"Arghhh. You're crazy. Anyways, I got to go, I have a class."
She turned his back on me but faced me again.
"By the way, don't you like Jack? You look better to be Montenegro's than to be Bautista's."—I puckered my forehead on her because of unbelief but she just smirked at me and walk out.
"~You gave me a meaning to my life and I love what I'm feeling."
I was busy humming while cooking on the kitchen when hands wrapped me from behind.
He rested his head on my shoulders and gently planted kisses on my neck.
"Good morning, Love."
I really love his husky voice every morning.
"Good morning."—I greeted him back as I turned to him and wrapped my hands on his neck.
He held my waist and kissed me on my lips.
"Let's eat our breakfa—"—he interrupted me by a kiss.
"Tss, kiss addict."
"Nah, I am just addict to you."
He point his finger on my nose tip.
Ten years had passed and I am now here, successful and spending my time happily with the man I never thought that I'll ended up with.
"I love you, Mr. Montenegro."
"I love you more, Mrs. Montenegro."
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