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I went out to get some popcorn after we finished the first three episodes. I thought he's a psycopath, I mean James the protagonist. He's not, he just think he is.
"Manang, ang ng popcorn po nasan?" I asked Manang Selia who's busy cooking for their dinner.
Minuwestra niya sa akin ang isang kawaling popcorn. Habang kumukuha ako ay narinig ko ang iilang yabag na papalapit sa akin. It's Damon.
My heart is beating so fast as he walk his way to the kitchen. Mabilis kong inilagay ang nga popcorn sa lalagyan upang makaalis na roon. My heart is torturing me, it's beating so fast that my throat is palpitating.
"Popcorn?" he asked while looking at me with his deep blue eyes.
"Yeah, you want some?" alok ko. Lumapit muli siya sa akin upang matitigan ako. Ang mangkok na hawak ko ay aking nabitawan sa lamesa nang mas lalong lumiit ang distansiya namin sa isa't- isa. This is his first time looking at me like this. Inayos ko ang tayo ko upang hindi mawala sa balanse dala ng kanyang titig.
"You have something on your face" finally he spoke. Nahiya ako bigla, anong something?
Kinapa ko ang aking pisngi, ilong, and finally my forehead. Wala naman akong nakapa.
"What?" I asked him. Muta ba ang meron ako? Kinapa ko rin ang mata ko at wala namang muta, thank God. This is embarassing.
"Kidding, you have nothing but a beautiful face don't worry" simple niyang sabi na nagpalundog sa uhaw kong puso. What the heck?
Lumayo ako sa kanya at huminga, hindi ba ako humihinga kanina?
I cleared my throat. "Am I supposed to say thanks?" sambit ko. Tanga, you should! That's Damon Paul Estevan!
He chuckles that made me flinched. Why suddenly he's acting this way.
"You don'y have to thank me, you're beautiful and that's it" he's so goddamn handsome while saying those words. Can I stay this way forever?
"Why are you being weird today?" finally I said it. Kahit crush kita naninibago pa rin ako.
He touched my elbow, slowly stroking it. It feels so unreal, he's touching my elbow!
"I am?" he asked, even if he knows he is.
"Yeah and I'm not used to it" I answered back.
He continue touching my elbow. I looked up to him, he's way taller than me. I'm 5'4 and he's I think 6'2.
"I need to know something, eh?" he arrogantly said. Ah, I knew it. He needs something that's why he's talking to me.
The slight hope that I am holding on rapidly vanish like a bubble popped in the air.
"Whay is it?" I asked hiding the bitterness on my voice.
"Why don't we sit first and talk, 'ayt?" alok niya.
I suddenly remember my bestfriend who's currently mourning in her room while I am talking to her brother that is my crush.
"She's asleep, I visited her a while ago" he said, tila alam ang iniisip ko.
We sat on their sofa while I'm still holding the bowl of popcorn. I feel like something bad is going to happen.
"What now?" I asked.
"Why are you grumpy, Anne?" I hate it when he calls me Anne.
"Stop calling me that" I answered.
"You look cute when you're grumpy" he's complimenting me again, I hate it. Baka masanay ako.
For almost ten years, sobrang dalang niya akong purihin. He's like "Nice dress" "Cute bun" "Nice boots" what the heck.
"Stop the nonsense, Damon and spill your beans already" inis kong sabi. I shake the popcorns in the bowl to divert my attention 'cause his jaw is wanting me to grab it and kiss him.
"Jusko, Leslie, mahabagin umayos ka!" I stopped myself from thinking those kinds of silliness.
"You're looking at me like you wanna kiss me, Anne" he muttered that made me feel cold.
"I--- I'm not!" alma ko na lalo pa atang napaghalataan ang mga deepest desires ko.
"Hmm, really?" He went near me until our knees touched. Should I say 'You're right, I wanna kiss you. Ano naman kikiss mo ba 'ko?' gusto kong sapakin ang sarili sa mga iniisip ko. I cleared my throat and look at him. He's looking at me, seriously.
His jaw clenched as he try to touch my face with his huge hands. I moved my face away. Ignoring his touch.
"What are you doing?" I asked, eventhough I knew what it is.
He reached my face again and he's doing some slow touch. I hate hoping. What he is doing makes me hope and I hate it. Ayokong masaktan.
His face went near me until I smell his scent, manly scent. He smells nice. I wonder how many girl smelled his scent like this way. Do they feel the same as I feel right now. I wonder. Pipigilan ko ba siya? Mali ba ang umasa na hahalikan ako ng lalaking halos sampung taon ko ng gusto?
He put my hair on my ear and he hel my face like I'm some fragile expensive glass. I closed my eyes, anticipating for his kiss. I've waited so long for this moment to come at ito na yon, palalampasin ko pa ba?
"You smell nice" he whispered as his nose touching my cheeks. What he is doung sents shiver down my spine, then into my heart. My body is at its high temperature right now, lalagnatin ata ako.
His lips touched mine, softly... gently. Napakarahan na tila dampi ng bulak ang lumapat sa aking mga labi. He removed his lips and looked at me.
"Do you want me to kiss you, again?" he muttered, I'm not breathing thinking this might be a dream.
He's looking at me with his intense eyes.
"Am I your first kiss?" I nodded.
"I'm gonna be your first and only" he proclaimed.
What does that mean?
"Do you want me to kiss you? he asked again, more serious this time.
I've been a ghost for almost ten years and I don't wanna pretend this time. I'm not going to lie.
"Yes" I whispered. Is he going to kiss me again or he's just joking? Baka nagloloko lang 'to.
Lumapit siyang muli at dahan dahan niyang inilapat ang labi sa akin.
He kissed me! My crush kissed me! He kissed me, this time... gently.
