Destined by Stars

Chapter 44

Does love really exist, or is it just a product of one's wild imagination?

I've been asking myself about what really love is. Everyone sees me as a smart and cold hearted person, but what they didn't know was that I'm also a man seeking for love.

I had flings but none of them made me feel love. I was a serious man. A goal keeper, an achiever, a loving son, and a caring brother.  But when I saw her, I realized that I could also be a lover.

The time when our eyes met was the time I became doubtful of myself. I grew up thinking that I  should reach for my dreams and make myself happy with the simple things that I achieved in life but never did it cross my mind that in love, I could also be happy.

I was aware about her staring at me during the time when I was sitting at the sofa with my friends and she's right there sitting at table beside us. She's beautiful but I was disturbed with the thought of her staring at me.

I was about to go back to our table after a phone call when I accidentally bumped with someone. That person didn't even took time to turned her eyes into me but I was caught off guard when I saw her back. I'm sure she is 'miss shorty that keeps on staring at me'. She didn't even noticed that she dropped her phone.

I followed her towards the restroom with her phone in my hand. I waited outside.for to go out and her phone back.

I called her name and I saw her eyes shined when she saw me. She even stuttered. I smirked. She likes me and I know it.

I slowly leaned towards her and I mentally laughed when she closed her eyes. "Miss, you dropped your phone a while ago when you bumped into me," I said as I hand her phone. Her cheeks blushed and I saw disappointment in her eyes.

Expecting for a kiss, love?

"I'm just giving it back to you," I grabbed her hand and put her phone there. She's still stunned and unable to move.

Am I that handsome for her to be stunned?

Leaving her right there, stunned and flushed, I walked with a smirk in my face but something popped unto my smarty mind that caused me to stop from walking.

"And one more thing miss," I out my hands inside my pocket, "Kindly stop staring at me and please stop fantasizing me. You're not my type." Yeah, she's not my type, she's more than that.

The next days I can't stop thinking about her. Her eyes, her hair, her cute reaction when I returned her phone, everything about her.

I wonder where she is studying?

I was cut off from my daydreaming about that 'kiss assuming girl' when my mom called me. And for the nth time already but she's not answering it. What is she up to again this time? Ditching her driver and not answering my call? She's really doomed. And at last, after a long time of calling her she finally answered it. I can't but to shout but I was put in shock when I heard a different voice. My sister doesn't let anyone answer her phone calls especially if I'm the one calling her.

When the voice from the other line told that my sister is currently at the hospital, I wasted no time and maneuvered my car towards the address given. I don't care about the girl who answered my call anymore. My sister is more important.

But I guess destiny really likes playing with humans. "You have beautiful eyes," I said as I stare at her tantalizing eyes and leaned as if I was about to kiss her when my bratty sister woke up from her slumber.

"Fuck! My back hurts!" I screamed when I felt the impact of the hard floor on my back.

"Bakit ka kasi sumigaw, Kaylee?" I gave her a death glare but she replied with a smirk. "Eh kuya! Hindi ko naman kasi alam na may ka-moment ka pala." She even has the audacity to teease me where in fact, it was because of her loud voice thatade me fell on the floor.