I've fallen for You

Chapter 14 : He's Daring!

Thanayong POV

I just finished my last conference and was about to head back to my hotel since it's has been a long, tiring week.

Beep! Beep! Beep!

"The performance ended perfectly!" he even shared some pictures from the stage when the students are performing.

But wait...

Isn't that...

Klawut?

He joined the performance?

But he can't play piano or violin!

Too absorb with my smartphone, I accidentally bumped into someone.

"I'm sorry..." I apologize immediately as I handed him his wallet.

"It's alright. I was not looking eith...."

"Klawut? What are you doing here? Wait..." I looked back at my smartphone and back at his face.

Not wasting any second, I dragged him to my hotel room. As soon we get into the room, I forced him to sit on the couch.

"Spill!" I said sternly.

"Thana Lung...." he tried to be sneaky.

"NO! I need a proper explanation Klawut Traipipattanapong! There's no way in the world you could be at 2 places in one time!" I demanded.

"Wait, was it your older brother?" my accusation makes him frozen at his place.

Damn it!

"Kla, you know if the university finds out..."

"Thana Lung...you would help me, right?" he tried to make a sly escape.

"Why should I, you brat?!"

"You promised you would help me to convince Pou to let me play in a rock band!"

"NOT THIS WAY!"

"Then what?"

His question makes my mouth shut. I hate to admit, but he is right. Athiwat is really hard-headed. And seems like, his grandson inherited that!

"For now, we are going back to Thailand,"

"HELL NO!"

"Hell yes, Klawut! Or I will report your older brother to the police!" I threaten him.

Which a success.

I then took my smartphone and dialed a number.

"Sawade Khrup, Khun Athiwat,"

***

Gulf POV

"Gulf," he called as we stay in the darkness of our room.

"Yes?"

"I really think you need to come clean though," he states the fact.

"I know. I wanted to since day one. But...it's not that easy,"

"For Klawut?"

"I know how it hurt when you are forced to do something you hate," I mumbled.

"Your dad forced you into business?" he asked.

"Yeah. Not just that, he forbid any musical instruments in our home," I chuckled.

"That bad?" he questioned.