Stumbled In Love [Complete]

28.

I poured a generous amount of mousse on my palm all ready to style my hair in the most perfect manner. Finding the fact that Arthit wouldn't even be able to see it completely irrelevant. My fingers barely touching my head when my mom came barging into my room, making me groan out loud cause this was literally the fifteenth interruption in my getting ready for our date process that very much should have been a one man job.

"Do you have enough money? Make sure you don't take him some place cheap. Or crowded. Or too noisy. Arthit really doesn't like overcrowded places."

"Mom, I'm not 10 anymore that you are offering me money. And please, I have known him a lot longer than you. I know what he likes and what he absolutely hates. Now can I get dressed in peace please?"

"That doesn't answer my question. Do we have enough money or not?"

"Yes mom, I have enough. Happy now?"

Even after confirming with me multiple times she stared straight at me with laser sharp eyes as if to read my mind. Snapping her wallet open she took out a chunk of bills and placed them on the counter.

"Take these anyway. Just in case."

Now normally I'm not one to refuse free money, but right now I would much rather prefer some quiet. I have some mega pep talking left to do you see.

"Fine. Fine. Can you go now? I don't want to be late."

Shuffling my mother out the room I switched my focus back to my hair. Taking in a deep breath to calm my racing heart as I once again tried to relax my brain into the mundane task. Nervous beyond comprehension about my date with Arthit. The goal obviously to sweep him off his feet till he agrees to go on a second date. And then a third. And fourth.

For a whole damn month now I had wavered back and forth as to what I wanted, what I felt. But somehow the instant I laid my eyes on him again, standing hesitantly in my own house, it was like the bounds of reason had finally snapped. I finally knew what I wanted.

Arthit.

I like Arthit.

It was just that simple.

And now that I had discovered my feelings there was really nothing to do but to act on them. Also, figure out if Arthit felt them too.

If being impulsive is what it took then so be it. The way I see it if we are meant to be together then we will find a way to work things out. Although there was this tiny annoying thought in the back of my head that kept trying to push the fact that I was planning on leaving for my masters to the forefront. I even contemplated telling Arthit about it. But then it was already hard enough to convince him to go out with me in the first place. Lauching off the conversation by bringing up all the hurdles right off the bat definitely didn't seem like sound strategy. We will cross that bridge when we have to. As of now I had other things to worry about.

Namely, my mom who has come barging into my room once again. This time bringing along all three sets of twins with here. Seriously, does this family not understand the concept of privacy?

"Kong! Do you have a good perfume? It's all going to come down to how you smell today. Do you want to borrow your dad's. Maybe you should borrow..."

"Firstly, no way do I want to smell like dad. And secondly, yes I have a good perfume. I know how to get ready for a date mom."

Which is when my sisters decided it was time to start chiming in.

"Where are you taking him?"

"It's not to see a movie right?"