P.S. Obsessively In Love With You

Chapter 11

Chapter 11

Nisha's POV

“Liligawan kita.” he said sweetly.
“Maybe the reason you rejected me last night was because I'm taking it too fast, you know the thing between us.”

Anong 'thing' yung pinagsasabi neto?!

“Nisha, I do love you, sana maniwala ka and I'm willing to do anything to give us a chance. For six years you are my one and only kahit na di pa kita noon nakikita ng personal. You are my love, my dream girl, my angel. Your pictures and words are the only thing that accompanies me whenever I'm sad. I spent so many daydreams where I was imagining that you're in my arms. You're basically a goddess to me. I love you.” he said with almost teary eyes. We stared at each other in a moment of silence.

I was the one who broke it.
“..Ha?”

His brows furrowed as if expecting another reply to me. I laugh nervously.
“W-Wow, that was really um sweet. Thanks for the flowers.”

This is awkward. He didn't reply, he's just standing there.

“May kailangan ka pa?”

“Pwede ba akong pumasok sa loob? My car broke down yesterday at nag-commute  lang ako rito at naglakad.. I feel really tired.”

Medyo malayo nga ang bahay ko so for sure malayo ang nilakbay nito. As much as I don't want him here, it would be rude kung di ko sya papasukin. Alam nya naman ang address ng bahay ko so para namang matatago ko pa eh no?
Yes, I know. I'm being too kind and polite kahit na ayaw ko sa mga tao but anong magagawa ko eh ganyan ako kabait?

“If it's okay with you.” He continued.
No, it's definitely not okay.

I smiled,
“Sure it's okay.”

I open the gate wider and let him in, he scanned my garden as I closed the gate.
Nilagapasan ko sya and went to the front door and he followed.
“Pasok ka.”

Sa mga napapanood kong horror films diba may mga gantong scenes? Tatanga tanga yung bida at nagpapapasok ng stranger sa bahay?
Damn, stop being so judgemental Nisha, sure he's batshit crazy but for sure he wouldn't do anything to stain his reputation.. like killing me, right?
Damn, I shouldn't have let him in my house. Like I have a choice.
Bakit ba kasi sobrang bait ko? Or more like a pushover but mostly for sure I'm just being a paranoid bitch.

I snap out of my trance nang biglang magsalita si Lucian.
“Nice place you got here, it's big.. You live alone?” he said, looking around then facing me.

“Yup, but most of the time binibisita ako ni Hans so parang nakatira na rin sila dito.” I said, kahit di totoo.

Well yes, madalas nga sya rito but only maybe once a month lang, twice at most. Most of the time kasi ako yung pumupunta sa apartment nya.

“Upo ka, so may gusto ka bang kainin? Inumin?” I asked politely.

He smiled,
“Coffee would be fine.”

“Erm, umiinom ka ng 3 in 1?”

“That'll do.”

I went upstairs and quickly snatch my phone from the sheets and went downstairs again to prepare Lucian's coffee, as I was preparing it, I went to the contacts and called Han's number.
He immediately answered it.

“Gurl?” I heard him said from the other line.

“Lucian, he's here.” I whispered.

“W-What?! Pano nangyari yun? Pano nya nalaman address mo?”