I'm In Love With HIM

Chapter 26: Who Are You, Valeriano?

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F*ck that Mr. Gray who just deflowered my lips last night. I don't know what he is thinking. He even told me that he will kiss me again as a payment for serving him today. Crap that payment. I won't need it.

Kakakuha ko lang ng kanyang uniporme at bag mula sa kanyang kwarto. As expected, everyone stared at me the moment that I left his room with the pair of uniform of his. I wonder what they are thinking.

When I entered my room, I found him staring at the small frame on my bedside table. Shit! This man is very curious of anything. Curiosity will kill him. I locked the door and threw his uniform and bag on the couch.

"You have a twin brother?" he asked, holding the picture frame.

"What do you think?" I answered him with a question.

Is he dumb or something? If you are going to see two guys with the same face and body structure, what will you think? Of course, you will think that they are twins. Why would he always asks the obvious?

"You're twins," he answered, somehow pissed.

He returned the picture frame to it's original place and walked towards the couch, where I put his uniform. I fixed myself in front of my mirror. I just combed my hair a bit and put my tie on.

"Can you put my pants on?" he requested.

Shit! That little wound on his abdomen made him unable to do some things. If I would only see those guys who punched him, I will punch them on their faces for making me suffer on the mess that they left.

I turned around him and grabbed his dark blue pants from the couch. I bent my knees in front of him and slapped his right leg, signing him to raise it.

"Can you be more gentle?" he asked, looking down on me.

"This is my most gentle way of treating someone. If you want to stay with me for a little longer, you must get used to it," I replied, now slapping his left leg.

"F*ck," he cussed silently, but that doesn't escaped from my ears.

"Cussed again and I'll leave you here," I uttered, pulling the pants up to his waist.

Don't tell me that he can't buckle his own pants? Make yourself useful, Mr. Gray.

I left him doing his own job while packing my necessary things for today's examination. I decided not to bring my laptop, just the printed study guides, pen, pencil, sharpener and eraser. Less baggage, more comfortable.

I finally wore my dark blue coat and walked towards the mirror, where Mr. Gray is fixing himself. He kept on flipping his hair side to side. Whatever hairstyle he will wear, it will look good on him. I'm not praising nor complimenting him, I am just telling the truth and that is the truth.

"Do I look good on this? Or this?" he asked, brushing his hair multiple times.

"Whatever it is, you look good on it," I answered bluntly, staring my reflection in the mirror.

Looking Mr. Gray in his complete uniform beside me is new. It's like we're both leading men in a school series, but it turns out that I am his leading man for him. I was about to get my bag when he grabbed me in my waist and pulled me closer to him. He's now getting confident in touching me.

"Wait- let's take a photo," he uttered, drawing his phone from his pocket.

He hung his left arm on my shoulder and motioned the phone camera in front of us. I can see his wide smile on his phone's screen. Then I remembered the photo of Valeriano with him. This is exactly their pose on that photo. The only difference is: I am with him, instead of Valeriano.