His Precious Lies

04

Lara, stunned from the balcony of her room, tries to forget what happened to her and Hugo last week. Two weeks when she's been avoided, Hugo. And until now, she couldn't bear to see or even hear his voice.

She is afraid to face the man because their last conversation and meeting were not good. She wasn't ready for such an event, but why couldn't she stop it from happening? Furthermore, she is angry with herself because, until now, she has not been able to forget every kiss and the caress that Hugo gives her. She felt thrill. His caresses and kisses drive her crazy.

I thought these feelings were just temporary. But why is that? As it gets longer, it also gets worse.

She was angry because they had just met, but she let something happen to the two of them. She doesn't even know what his real motive is. Furthermore, she didn't even know if Hugo was true to courting her. She thinks maybe he's just toying with her poor heart. She thinks that might be the only thing Hugo is chasing her for.

She wiped away her tears. Furthermore, she couldn't help but be emotional at such a thought. She was stunned at the thought of the sound of her cell phone. Hugo always calls her, but she prefers not to answer because she cries even more when she hears his voice.

Now he's calling her again. She was hesitant to answer and meet him because she wanted to be enlightened, but there was a part of her mind that, it might hurt her even more. Despite her thoughts, she did not realize that she had answered the call. She did not speak; she was just waiting for him to speak on the other line. As soon as she heard his voice, her tears began to fall.

“Lar, how are you? Can I see you now?”

She's still not talking. She didn't know what to say because, like him, she also wanted to see him to enlighten herself.

“Look, I apologize for wh---.”

His sorry? Is that mean it was just a mistake? Am I his biggest mistake?

Lara calms herself before she responds to his questions.

“Okay. Wait for me outside of our house.” I answered directly and dropped the call. I no longer waited for his answer.

She washed and put on her reading glasses. She was now sitting on her bed, waiting for Hugo's call. Her phone flashed, and it spat out Hugo's name. She didn't even bother to answer it because she already knew what to do. She went down to their house, and there she saw Hugo. Leaning on the car while crouching, he stood properly when he saw Lara.

When she got close to him, she didn't expect what Hugo would do to her. He quickly greeted her with a hug. Instead of responding, she pushed him slightly. She was so shocked when she saw the tears. He wiped them away and sighed. Her lips parted at what she could see now. She can't believe what Hugo is doing now in front of her. A few minutes of silence before she spoke first.

“Why do you want to see me?” she asked Hugo coldly and directly.

He was about to touch her, but she kept her hand away from hers. Hugo bent down and scratched his neck because of what she had done. She was hurt in their situation. He looks cold, and I can't look directly at him.

“Lar, I apologize for what I did.”

I don't know what to say to him. I am also desperate to look for answers. I am confused about what I'm feeling right now. Would I be happy because he apologized for what happened, or would I be sad because he thinks I am his biggest mistake? Furthermore, I can't see what to say. I sighed and then looked up again. I was shocked again when I saw him burst into tears, as if he didn't want to let me know what his situation was.

He met my gaze for a moment and then avoided looking at me. I don't know, but it hurts me to see him hurt. It was as if a dagger were stabbing my heart when I saw him struggling in such a situation. I didn't realize that I had approached him and wiped his tears with my hands. His lips parted, and he swallowed what I did to him. He just looked at me as I continued wiping his face.

“I'm sorry,” I said.

“What the heck! You must be the one doing this to me. You're annoying!” I sighed at him and kicked his chest. He was just stunned, looking at me.

“What? You're not going to talk? You're dumb?”

“Babe,” he said, and he hugged me tightly. I did the same to him.

Babe? I close my eyes to how good it sounds. That's what we'll call each other? Well, it's fine with me, though there's no accurate level between us yet.

“Babe, I thought I was rejected already. I thought I would never see you again and touch you like this,” he told me. I let go as I hugged him.

“Rejected? Are you courting me?” I tease him. She really enjoys teasing him.

“Babe, you're numb, eh?” he whispered back to me.

He is a nice guy but loves to frown. What the heck? What did he call me again? Babe?

I feel like my cheeks are so red because I can feel how they heat up.

“B-Babe? W-Why?” I confusedly asked him.

“W-Why don't yo---”

“No. I mean, it's just for those who have a relationship, isn't it? Do we already have a relationship? We don't have any, right?”

His lips parted, and his eyes showed the collapse of his world because of the questions I was throwing at him.

“Seriously? The first time I laid my eyes on you, I can see forever in your eyes. I want her to be my girlfriend. I want you in my life, right here.”  He said, as he put my hands in his chest.

My jaw dropped as he admitted it to me. I don't know what to say to him because of the speed of my heartbeat and the kinds of emotions I'm feeling right now.

“Just kidding, I just don't believe you're serious about me.” I bit my lip in response to him.

“Fuck, it's all my fault, babe. I'm sorry. I'll take you back, I promise.”

“And who said I had already forgiven you? Hey, you're still at fault for me, fool!”

“That's why I said I'm sorry, isn't it?” he seriously told me.

“Your apology is invalid. You can't change those into one, two, three, or even a million more to apologize.” I smile bitterly at him.

And then I took his hand. I bit my lip and looked at it. When I felt his soft hand, I smiled and looked up at him.

“Wait. I mean-”

“Yeah! Are you listening? You're so annoying! Do I have to say it repeatedly?”

“Baby,” he said emotionally to me.

And then he hugged me tightly again. I was coughing because of his tight hug.

“I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I was just excited. Thank you, thank you, and thank you.” He kissed my cheek, forehead, nose, and lips.

“I can't wait to chain you in my arms, baby,” he said tenderly.

Then he stroked my lip. My heart pounded at Hugo's simple devotion to me.

“Me too, baby.” I bit more in response to him. His smile widened, and his eyes twinkled.

“Baby, I'm thrilled,” and then act like a woman.

“Yuck! Did I make you pee in your pants?” I tease him.

“Baby, you really are.”

“What?” I sighed at him.

“I really love you,” he says. And it makes my heart melt. My heart bounces like crazy. And it's so crazy.

“You're crazy!” I answer.

That's all I could say for him. I don't know if I will answer those words. It looks like my mouth isn't ready to say those words yet. The whole thing was completely surreal. But here it is. I thought that temporary would be just temporary, but it ended up being permanent. I guess? I hope it would be...