Me & You: Between Life And Death (COMPLETE)

Chapter 40

"Good morning, Adriel!" I shouted as I leaped myself to his bed to wake him up. "Adriel, clock yourself! This is the day!" I said happily.

He just grunted, still sleepy.

I shook off his shoulder to knock him up from his deep roost. "Adriel! Come on!" Tumihaya siya while his eyes remained close. I jiggled his chest with my hands para gumising na siya. Sigurado akong hindi pa siya handa dahil walang pinagbago ang suot niya.

"Come here..." I grunted when he abruptly pulled my hand and made me sank myself closed to him... near to his face. I'm still dumbfounded when I stared carefully at his deep set hazel eyes... down to his pink kissable lips. I watched his lips limned a smirk. I glared at him, about to pull myself away from his chest when he enclasped my waist.

I pursed my lips when I heard clearly his heartbeat, no, my heartbeat. Yes, it’s my blood blisteringly running in my veins that made my heart beat fast incredibly. So close to pant.

I tilted my head to the side, rest my head to his chest comfortably as I draw a secluded smile on my lips. I just got a bear-hug from him. I didn't ask it, he himself doled it out.

"Adriel..." I hissed with so much hesitations whimpering in my heart.

“Just let me please… since I only have an hours and a day with you…” he said and landed his hand on my back while no words could escape from my mouth. I want this, too. I want to hug him so tight before I’ll let him go.

I positioned myself well enough to feel more his embrace habang tahimik na pinakikinggan ang kaniyang paghinga. I closed my eyes when he caressed my back gently.

His words reminded me that time is still ticking and running. Akala mo’y nakikipagkompetensya sa aming dalawa. But the point is... I didn’t have to fight against it, because I know that what will happen is really meant for us. Hoping that my statement now, will be the same the day after tomorrow...

Binaba ko sa lap ko ang book na binabasa ko as I gave him a serious look. “Done,” sambit niya habang pinupunusan ang buhok na basa mula sa pagligo.

Lumapit siya sa kama niya, kinuha ang jacket at sinuot. He’s wearing a white tee inside, black leather jacket and a black straight pants. Plain and simple but he looks stunning because of his wet messy black hair.

I’m wearing a white motif because I want this day to be special - white dress with a flat mouth collar strap paired with a beige d’orsay flat shoes. I want to remember myself visiting Shacklu’s grave in white which symbolizes peacefulness. I missed his funeral; this time is the perfect one to make up.

I smirked and crossed my arms above my chest as I squint my eyes at him. “You’re late in your time, Mr. Santle,” I teased him. “Am I late in my time? Or your time, perhaps?”

Nakatingin siya sa akin habang sinusuot ang sapatos niya. I want to bit my lip because of the embarrassment I felt with those pesky stare but I refused myself to. I remembered his face the way he warned me yesterday, I’m terrified to do that again without even knowing why I shouldn’t.

“Let’s go and eat our early breakfast…” I smiled when he emphasized the word ‘early’.

"Sorry... because I woke up early," I reasoned out with a peculiar face - trying to collide my nose and brows together, grinning. Basically, that was really my willed reaction...

He chuckled habang inaayos niya ang buhok niya sa salamin. "Correction, mas maaga ka pa sa early," he chaffed and I chuckled.

"Really? I thought I was on time..." sambit ko habang tinitignan ang oras sa relo na suot ko. It's 6:45 am in the Philippines.