THIS WHOLE DAMN WORLD CAN FALL APART
YOU'LL BE OKAY, FOLLOW YOUR HEART
YOU'RE IN HARMS WAY, I'M RIGHT BEHIND
NOW SAY YOU'RE MINEEEEEEE
Rabu, 30 Mei 2012
Minggu, 27 Mei 2012
Sabtu, 26 Mei 2012
feelings
here have some mike chang hip thrust
Jumat, 25 Mei 2012
Kamis, 24 Mei 2012
Madesu: Band Week
SO MUCH LAUGHS BECAUSE LOL THIS CHAPTER NEEDS SO MUCH TIME HAHA OKAY JUST.. sorry. so band week. pretty much like that. some mimi and thaji and yavodie. please don't hate me.
the next day, school was on. the madesu club wasn't very happy because of the accident that made aji went to the hospital. he needed to be there for a while. thalia would spend much time missing him in school. she sighed before closing her locker. it was going to be a long day thinking about him. she was so, so worried. things were going on with him. she knew she didn't have so much time with him. even though she tried to believe that it wasn't true. she knew zilin was right. but still.
she was in love with him too much to let him go.
it was a gift and a curse at the same time. she needed him more than she ever needed anything in her life. she just... loved him so much. he was her first love. and she was also still too fragile to deal with a heartbreak that she had never dealt with before. she knew she would crumble into pieces if she'd lose him. she knew she would fall and life would be empty without him. she knew she wouldn't be able to fix that emptiness if he'd leave her. but she didn't know what to do. she couldn't just fall out of love with him. she just couldn't. just like she knew it.
she was in love with him too much to fall out of love with him.
she was in love with him too much to think about how life would be without him. she was in love with him too much to think about the pain she would suffer if he was gone. she was in love with him too much to think about how hurt she would be if he left.
she was in love with him too much.
thalia let out another desperate sigh and went to the choir room for madesu class.
"okay guys. congratulations on regionals" mr veri stated "but don't you stop your hard work yet because nationals are waiting for us in two more weeks" he added. but the madesu club was silenced. the had no spirit at all that day.
"where's the energy?" mr v asked again
"some of us are still in a shocked condition after seeing what has happened to aji, mr v" said eka with a frown
"it's really terrifying" said darrent
"yeah" continued jessica
thalia looked down to her feet
mr veri sighed. he knew how close aji was to the madesu club. but that tragedy wasn't supposed to be handled this way.
"come on, guys. i know with aji in the hospital, some of you are in a deep sadness. but he isn't going to get better if we're here being sad about him. i know he wants us to focus on nationals. i'm sure he do" said mr veri trying to lift their spirit up.
"he's right" said fransis "this team isn't going to work if we don't stop this.. sadness and start working together"
"make sense" agreed albert
"that's the spirit" said mr v "okay before practicing our way into nationals, i want us to make the set list first. that's going to be our job this week"
"mr v, i have something on my mind" said chacha
mr veri nodded and gave her the spotlight. chacha sighed before closing her eyes. she started singing with her eyes shut.
Think I'm goin' home
I think I'm gettin' lost for a while
Tired of getting stoned
And thinkin' about you in the night
the next day, school was on. the madesu club wasn't very happy because of the accident that made aji went to the hospital. he needed to be there for a while. thalia would spend much time missing him in school. she sighed before closing her locker. it was going to be a long day thinking about him. she was so, so worried. things were going on with him. she knew she didn't have so much time with him. even though she tried to believe that it wasn't true. she knew zilin was right. but still.
she was in love with him too much to let him go.
it was a gift and a curse at the same time. she needed him more than she ever needed anything in her life. she just... loved him so much. he was her first love. and she was also still too fragile to deal with a heartbreak that she had never dealt with before. she knew she would crumble into pieces if she'd lose him. she knew she would fall and life would be empty without him. she knew she wouldn't be able to fix that emptiness if he'd leave her. but she didn't know what to do. she couldn't just fall out of love with him. she just couldn't. just like she knew it.
she was in love with him too much to fall out of love with him.
she was in love with him too much to think about how life would be without him. she was in love with him too much to think about the pain she would suffer if he was gone. she was in love with him too much to think about how hurt she would be if he left.
she was in love with him too much.
thalia let out another desperate sigh and went to the choir room for madesu class.
"okay guys. congratulations on regionals" mr veri stated "but don't you stop your hard work yet because nationals are waiting for us in two more weeks" he added. but the madesu club was silenced. the had no spirit at all that day.
"where's the energy?" mr v asked again
"some of us are still in a shocked condition after seeing what has happened to aji, mr v" said eka with a frown
"it's really terrifying" said darrent
"yeah" continued jessica
thalia looked down to her feet
mr veri sighed. he knew how close aji was to the madesu club. but that tragedy wasn't supposed to be handled this way.
"come on, guys. i know with aji in the hospital, some of you are in a deep sadness. but he isn't going to get better if we're here being sad about him. i know he wants us to focus on nationals. i'm sure he do" said mr veri trying to lift their spirit up.
"he's right" said fransis "this team isn't going to work if we don't stop this.. sadness and start working together"
"make sense" agreed albert
"that's the spirit" said mr v "okay before practicing our way into nationals, i want us to make the set list first. that's going to be our job this week"
"mr v, i have something on my mind" said chacha
mr veri nodded and gave her the spotlight. chacha sighed before closing her eyes. she started singing with her eyes shut.
Think I'm goin' home
I think I'm gettin' lost for a while
Tired of getting stoned
And thinkin' about you in the night
chacha opened her eyes. and all she saw was naomi. it was always naomi. it has always been naomi. she couldn't think of anyone else in the world that she could love as perfectly as she could love naomi. but the feeling wasn't mutual. and it broke her heart. it crushed her heart. it crumbled her heart. and it hurt. it hurt a lot. and chacha couldn't do anything about it. she was desperate about naomi. she has lost hope about naomi. so she tried. god damn she tried to erase those feelings even though she knew it wasn't a possible thing to do.
So I'll file away all my dreams
Though I still believe in everything
I wished your love away
So I'll file away all my dreams
Though I still believe in everything
I wished your love away
I wished your love away
Honestly over you
Honestly over you
One lie short of true
Honestly over you
Honestly over you
Honestly over you
One lie short of true
Honestly over you
naomi's eyes found the floor. she knew exactly what chacha was singing about. but this song meant something also to her. she knew she'd be emotional when she heard this song. she said she was over michael, when honestly, she wasn't. she wasn't over michael at all. he was her everything. and still was. he did things that she wasn't agreed to, but that didn't change what she felt towards him at all. and she just couldn't do it anymore. she couldn't look at him without crying. she couldn't think of him without regretting breaking up with him. she couldn't. she just, she just couldn't get over him. but it was something that she wanted to do. get over him. she couldn't take it anymore. everything that reminded her about michael hurts. she was tired of it.
Lookin' for some hope
Polished off the whiskey tonight
You turned a man to stone
For lookin' at you straight in the eyes
So I'll drive away with all my things
Though I've a faint belief in everything
Lookin' for some hope
Polished off the whiskey tonight
You turned a man to stone
For lookin' at you straight in the eyes
So I'll drive away with all my things
Though I've a faint belief in everything
fransis watched the girl sang. it was beautiful. the song was beautiful. she was beautiful. everything was beautiful. especially venna. his first real love. it hurts sometimes. when he thought about how much he loved her. because he loved her a lot.
I wished your love away
I wished your love away
Honestly over you
Honestly over you
And I'll tell the world
Honestly over you
I wished your love away
I wished your love away
Honestly over you
Honestly over you
And I'll tell the world
Honestly over you
I wished your love away
claps were given. but it didn't lit chacha up. it meant nothing to her. nothing meant anything to her anymore. except for her precious little naomi. she didn't know why. life seemed so empty without her. without being close to her. without talking to her. without hearing her laugh. without pinky linking with her. without feeling her touch. without her. she had this special place for naomi in her heart. and now, it was empty. she needed a refill. she really, really needed a refill. she needed naomi.
yes.
she needed naomi. that was all she craved for.
"a really great job, cha" said mr v while clapping "so, we have one in our pocket"
"we really need more mr v" said eka while crossing his legs
"wait. i know what we should do" said michael "we should do songs from cool bands. that'd give us some edge"
"i know" said mr v "that is why i'm going to make this as an assignment for this week"
"what do you mean, mr v?" asked venna
"i want to divide you guys into five groups" said mr v "each group must perform a number sung by bands"
"mr v, is there any rules on this band off?" asked jodi with excitement since he was so into bands. he thought they were cool.
"well, the only rule that applies is no cheating in any kind of form. oh and you have to create a name for your own band. be creative, guys. i want you guys to be honest. do the best that you can, and may the best band wins" answered mr v.
the madesu club was cheering. this assignment could be fun.
"can we pick out our own members for the band mr v?" asked fransis.
"nope. i'm gonna have to choose who's with who" there were a few aws.
"let's just get over this" said icha.
"okay. the first band would be fransis, evodie, and yasmine" said mr v "and then chacha, michael, and naomi" wow that one would be a mess.
fransis and evodie high fived. the rest pouted.
"the next group will be jessica, jodi, and albert. venna, you're gonna be with thalia and darrent. and that leaves alfons, icha, and eka" continued mr veri.
"mind if i jump in?" asked a voice from the door.
it was anya.
"anya, you're back!" said icha while running to go give her friend a hug.
the rest of the group followed and welcomed anya with smiles on their faces. even naomi. well, she had to admit that she really did miss anya. but still didn't feel sorry about what she did to her. what could she say? she was a hot bitch in charge of the school. sorry wasn't a word that she use a lot.
"anya. it's great to have you back" said mr v with a smile "and i guess, since the groups are all full, you'll gonna have to skip this one"
"aww that's too bad, mr v" said eka with a frown.
"yeah, i really missed you, nya" said yasmine, continued with a few nods from the others in agreement.
"thanks guys. i've missed you all a lot" said anya "i feel great and ready to bring that nationals trophy home"
the group clapped and cheered. the bell rang.
"that's the spirit, guys. okay, see you tomorrow" said mr veri.
yes.
she needed naomi. that was all she craved for.
"a really great job, cha" said mr v while clapping "so, we have one in our pocket"
"we really need more mr v" said eka while crossing his legs
"wait. i know what we should do" said michael "we should do songs from cool bands. that'd give us some edge"
"i know" said mr v "that is why i'm going to make this as an assignment for this week"
"what do you mean, mr v?" asked venna
"i want to divide you guys into five groups" said mr v "each group must perform a number sung by bands"
"mr v, is there any rules on this band off?" asked jodi with excitement since he was so into bands. he thought they were cool.
"well, the only rule that applies is no cheating in any kind of form. oh and you have to create a name for your own band. be creative, guys. i want you guys to be honest. do the best that you can, and may the best band wins" answered mr v.
the madesu club was cheering. this assignment could be fun.
"can we pick out our own members for the band mr v?" asked fransis.
"nope. i'm gonna have to choose who's with who" there were a few aws.
"let's just get over this" said icha.
"okay. the first band would be fransis, evodie, and yasmine" said mr v "and then chacha, michael, and naomi" wow that one would be a mess.
fransis and evodie high fived. the rest pouted.
"the next group will be jessica, jodi, and albert. venna, you're gonna be with thalia and darrent. and that leaves alfons, icha, and eka" continued mr veri.
"mind if i jump in?" asked a voice from the door.
it was anya.
"anya, you're back!" said icha while running to go give her friend a hug.
the rest of the group followed and welcomed anya with smiles on their faces. even naomi. well, she had to admit that she really did miss anya. but still didn't feel sorry about what she did to her. what could she say? she was a hot bitch in charge of the school. sorry wasn't a word that she use a lot.
"anya. it's great to have you back" said mr v with a smile "and i guess, since the groups are all full, you'll gonna have to skip this one"
"aww that's too bad, mr v" said eka with a frown.
"yeah, i really missed you, nya" said yasmine, continued with a few nods from the others in agreement.
"thanks guys. i've missed you all a lot" said anya "i feel great and ready to bring that nationals trophy home"
the group clapped and cheered. the bell rang.
"that's the spirit, guys. okay, see you tomorrow" said mr veri.
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"it's really nice to see you again" said tasya while hugging anya.
"it's really nice to see you" she said before pulling herself.
the two of them sat face to face with a round table seperating them with coffees in their hands. their favorite coffee shop which was called "Bintang Coffee Shop" was not very crowded that evening. having coffees and sharing stories were things that both of them liked the most. they've become really close even from just texting or calling each other on the phone. they were just enjoying each other's company.
"so, why coming home now?" asked tasya after taking a sip on her hot coffee.
"well, it's a long story" said anya "kind of"
"i have all day" said tasya with a smile.
"of course you do" she replied with a smile on her face also "i just don't know where to start"
"start with bradley's visit" said tasya "what happened there?"
"oh okay" anya started "so, before sectionals, bradley decided to gave me a visit in australia. and then he helped with with some stuff. he like, gave this speech about overcoming life and things like that. you know, it made me realize how much bigger life is"
"then? did you two.. you know" asked tasya.
"nah. i kind of blew him off" said anya "i feel really really bad" she took a sip of her soy vanilla latte. it still tasted as good as she remembered.
"but why?" asked tasya again. her voice was louder.
"i don't know" she sighed "he's just.. so nice"
"okay, seriously, i don't see anything wrong with that" said tasya "what is up with you?"
"i feel like i'm going to ruin him, you know?" she said "i don't have the best rep in school. i'm a freaking bitch. he doesn't want that" tasya could see the devastated frown on her lips, so she figured it was best to talk about it later.
"of course he does! oh well. we'll talk about this later. anyway, continue your story"
"good" she relieved "my house in australia was something that i found comfortable but weird at the same time"
"why is that?"
"i feel.. i feel like my mom was there" said anya while staring at her coffee "you know, her ghost or something like that. i try to ignore that aura, but it just kept coming and coming and i couldn't hide from it anymore"
tasya could feel goosebumps on her arms. she tried to resist the horrorness, but it seemed that she couldn't. and anya couldn't do any better than her.
"i could feel her. i could see her. but i couldn't talk to her. i couldn't touch her. i know it sounds weird, but she was always there. just standing there. i always thought that she was there because she couldn't let herself go" said anya while gazing through the coffee shop.
tasya gulped "then?"
"then i just felt her. for weeks i felt her. and those were the hell weeks in my life. i didn't want her to leave. she felt safe, but cold. i mean, it was great to see her and everything, but she didn't feel real. you know?" said anya.
"wait. is she here now? because if that so, i think i'm going to freak out" said tasya while gripping her bag.
anya let out a soft laugh "no, silly. i'm going to tell you the closure"
she sighed "good"
"one day, a scrabble board just fell to the floor without any possible cause. the windows and doors were all closed. there was nobody there but me. but of course, i knew it was her. it was mom. and i wanted to clean up the mess when i saw those letters created weird words on the floor" said anya. she sighed. remembering that moment wasn't really an easy thing to her "it said, let me go"
tasya almost choked at her coffee, but she managed to survive "are you kidding me?"
"for real. it simply said, let me go"
"okay, i totally feel like we're in a horror movie" said tasya.
anya rolled her eyes on that and continued her story "for weeks i thought that she never went away because she didn't want to leave earth or something like that. but then it hit me. i was the one who couldn't and wouldn't let her go. i didn't want her to leave me because i love her too much. and i'm not ready to not have a mother. it kills me"
"was it hard?" asked tasya.
"what was?"
"letting her go" she said "my mom is the world to me. and i just couldn't imagine not having her" said tasya with a frown.
anya sighed. was it hard? she didn't know why, but she didn't seem to have an answer. so, she took a moment to think. tasya was okay about that. she just waited. because deep down, this was something that she really wanted to know. she knew at some point, sooner some point, she would have to know how to deal with losing someone.
"it was.. realieving. it felt like all the weight that has been going through my mind and body were all.. gone. it's like this awesome process of moving on that i could never imagine i would be able to handle" said anya "but it came to my realization that i can handle it. because moving on and letting go is a part of life that you can't run from. it makes you feel better. like you finally opens a new page and not get stuck on only one."
tasya let out a small smile and placed her hand on anya's. she gave it a little squeeze "i'm so proud of you"
"me too" anya's mouth curved into a smile as well.
"can i tell you something?" asked tasya while pulling her hand back.
"of course. i mean, that's what's best buds are for"
she giggled at that and cleared her throat "i.. "
both of them were startled by the ringing of a phone. tasya opened her messenger bag quickly and grabbed her iphone. the screen revealed a picture of herself, holding a beautiful younger girl that looked similar like her in her lap.
"sorry, i have to take this" said tasya.
"of course" anya replied.
tasya stood up and went to a quite place where there was no soothing background music.
"hey, sist. is everything okay?"
"i could feel her. i could see her. but i couldn't talk to her. i couldn't touch her. i know it sounds weird, but she was always there. just standing there. i always thought that she was there because she couldn't let herself go" said anya while gazing through the coffee shop.
tasya gulped "then?"
"then i just felt her. for weeks i felt her. and those were the hell weeks in my life. i didn't want her to leave. she felt safe, but cold. i mean, it was great to see her and everything, but she didn't feel real. you know?" said anya.
"wait. is she here now? because if that so, i think i'm going to freak out" said tasya while gripping her bag.
anya let out a soft laugh "no, silly. i'm going to tell you the closure"
she sighed "good"
"one day, a scrabble board just fell to the floor without any possible cause. the windows and doors were all closed. there was nobody there but me. but of course, i knew it was her. it was mom. and i wanted to clean up the mess when i saw those letters created weird words on the floor" said anya. she sighed. remembering that moment wasn't really an easy thing to her "it said, let me go"
tasya almost choked at her coffee, but she managed to survive "are you kidding me?"
"for real. it simply said, let me go"
"okay, i totally feel like we're in a horror movie" said tasya.
anya rolled her eyes on that and continued her story "for weeks i thought that she never went away because she didn't want to leave earth or something like that. but then it hit me. i was the one who couldn't and wouldn't let her go. i didn't want her to leave me because i love her too much. and i'm not ready to not have a mother. it kills me"
"was it hard?" asked tasya.
"what was?"
"letting her go" she said "my mom is the world to me. and i just couldn't imagine not having her" said tasya with a frown.
anya sighed. was it hard? she didn't know why, but she didn't seem to have an answer. so, she took a moment to think. tasya was okay about that. she just waited. because deep down, this was something that she really wanted to know. she knew at some point, sooner some point, she would have to know how to deal with losing someone.
"it was.. realieving. it felt like all the weight that has been going through my mind and body were all.. gone. it's like this awesome process of moving on that i could never imagine i would be able to handle" said anya "but it came to my realization that i can handle it. because moving on and letting go is a part of life that you can't run from. it makes you feel better. like you finally opens a new page and not get stuck on only one."
tasya let out a small smile and placed her hand on anya's. she gave it a little squeeze "i'm so proud of you"
"me too" anya's mouth curved into a smile as well.
"can i tell you something?" asked tasya while pulling her hand back.
"of course. i mean, that's what's best buds are for"
she giggled at that and cleared her throat "i.. "
both of them were startled by the ringing of a phone. tasya opened her messenger bag quickly and grabbed her iphone. the screen revealed a picture of herself, holding a beautiful younger girl that looked similar like her in her lap.
"sorry, i have to take this" said tasya.
"of course" anya replied.
tasya stood up and went to a quite place where there was no soothing background music.
"hey, sist. is everything okay?"
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anya waited for tasya in the coffee shop. still taking little sips of her latte when she heard the bell of the shop rang which means someone was entering the shop. she looked at the entrance door and found a wet haired bradley entering the shop.
she didn't even notice that it was raining outside.
bradley hung his coat and walked to the counter to order something. his cheeks and nose were red. the wheather outside did that. anya didn't know what to do. but it would be rude to just ignore him. so, when he was trying to find a table, she stood and gave him a wave of her hand. he smiled and walked towards her table.
"hey" said bradley.
"hi" she answered casually "trying to find a place to hang?"
"yeah. it's getting pretty crowded here, i guess"
"well, you can sit here, if you want. i was just having a chat with tasya when she got a call" invited anya shyly.
"it would be a pleasure to do so" he said with a smile "may i?" he gestured himself to sit. and she nodded. bradley took a seat in front of her.
"so, how are you?" asked anya.
"i'm doing great, thank you. and you?"
"fine as well" she smiled.
he sighed "it's really nice to see you, nya"
"yeah. you too"
"friends?" he finally asked.
"sure. we're cool" said anya with a grin.
"i never thought that you'd invite me to sit with you" said bradley.
"don't be too proud, danes. i was just inviting you because of that cute raindeer sweater that you have on" joked anya. both of them laughed.
"yeah and i'm pretty sure you're dressed right for this wheather" said bradley while pointing at the window. it was raining hard. and how ironic it was that anya was only wearing denim shorts and a fitted black v neck shirt.
"hey, don't give me a hard time" said anya playfully "it wasn't raining when i first got here"
bradley laughed at how cute she was. he missed her alright "well, either way, you look beautiful this evening" he said.
she ducked her head and smiled shyly. her cheeks were pink. why where they pink?
good thing the waiter came down to give bradley his beverage. something that smelled like tea. green tea. anya smiled when he thanked the waiter.
"i never thought that you were a tea person" said anya "moreover, a green tea person"
"really? and what kind of person did you think i am?" asked bradley.
"hmm you're more of a.. "
"sorry, nya. it was my sister and she was so freaking out about this thing. and i really think that i should go right n- " tasya was putting her phone to her bag when she saw anya and bradley chatting. she kind of cut off their little talk.
"oh my god, sorry. am i interrupting something?" asked tasya again. she tried to hide her smirk at the sight of them sitting together in a coffee shop.
"yes- i mean no! um.. of course not" said anya clumsily. she put her hand on her forehead for that.
stupid mouth.
tasya couldn't help but to let her smirk out a little. they were so gonna be something "anyway, i'm sorry. and i think i have to go. i'm worried about my sister" said tasya. she turned her looks to bradley and gave him a nod "always nice seeing you, brad"
"you too" said bradley with a smile.
"i guess i better run along now. see you guys around?"
"sure" said anya.
tasya walked away and turned her head back before heading out. she looked at anya and gave her two thumbs up and a goofy grin. anya rolled her eyes and smiled.
oh well. she was her best friend after all. and she prayed to god that this wouldn't be awkward.
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"so, what do you think we should do?" asked evodie.
"i don't know. some hard rock maybe? like aerosmith or kiss or.. metallica!" suggested fransis.
"okay, why do i get the feeling that they're all too american?" said yasmine.
"something more english, then?" asked fransis with narrowed eyes.
"well, yes. i mean, english music are better to me than american" said yasmine again "so, i would consider doing the beatles"
"but the beatles is like the most awesome rock band in history" said evodie "i think at least someone in madesu club has already done that"
"you're right" said yasmine. she couldn't help but to smile at evodie's taste in music. she always loved a beatles guy "then i would suggest we do the police. but i really really want to do some beatles here"
evodie nodded quickly.
"okay, stop it" said fransis "so not cool. we should do like, kiss or the rolling stones. i'm sure that that's the edge mr v was talking about"
"excuse me?" asked yasmine with a look that was saying da fuck. she could turn into some ghetto when necessary "are you questioning my choice of bands?"
"well, yeah, i mean, john lennon is cool and everything and that ringo something dude weirdly looks like my dead cousin," said fransis "but you gotta admit that a band without a mick jagger or a steven tyler would probably just sucks"
"well i oughta- " said yasmine while pulling the sleeves of her cardigan, which she was wearing on top of her white floral dress, to let him know that she was going to beat the shit out of him.
fransis raised both his hands in defeat when evodie said "guys, guys! stop it. i know how to deal with this"
"yeah? well you better hurry up before he has bruises all over his.. " she hesitated. she never liked using a rude word. but she settled with " ..friggin figure!!" evodie smiled a little at that.
fransis just gulped and asked "well?"
"i would say that we should do a mashup, but i don't think it'll be a great idea" said evodie.
"yeah, it would ruin the originallity" continued yasmine "what about a vote?"
"well, it looks like i'm gonna choose beatles" said evodie.
"same with me" said yasmine with excitement.
fransis just rolled his eyes and sighed "the beatles it is" he said.
"oh my god! ideas are going through my head right now" said yasmine. again, he rolled his eyes. and this time was a double eye rolling because evodie seemed to be filled with excitements too.
oh god.
"okay, while you guys are fangirling over whatever, i'm heading for the toilet. and i'll probably grab some snacks after. you're all guests anyway" said fransis. yep, they were having this conversation in fransis' house. it was great because his house was kind of big and has this studio for them to practice.
rich and popular, remember?
"aaah i'm so excited!" squeeled yasmine.
"i know. this is going to be awesome" said evodie. he smiled. after a few time thinking about what she might feel about her, he would say that he liked her. as in like her, like her. but still, he wasn't so sure. he didn't want to develope these confusing feelings towards her. but he knew that it wasn't something that he could control.
they smiled for a while. and then they went quiet. and somehow, yasmine found an idea
"wanna explore fransis' lair?" asked yasmine with a smirk on her mouth.
"i was hoping you were gonna say that" said evodie with a grin "and he went to the toilet. i know he's going to be long remembering those burritos and sloppy joes he ate this morning"
"ugh, gross" said yasmine with a disgusted look on her face.
evodie laughed "welcome to a man's world, darling"
"shut up before i throw up and let's go" said yasmine while pulling on evodie's letterman jacket.
they went everywhere. from the living room, to the kitchen, the huge outdoor pool with a very very great view, a large library, until they reached the roof. it was kind of awesome. there was this beautiful indoor garden on the roof. and since it was still early in the afternoon, the bright light entered through the glass so beautifully.
"it's so.. " yasmine couldn't finish the sentence. she was gazing through the garden, without realizing that evodie was gazing through her. she was so beautiful. he loved it. god, he loved her face.
"breathtaking" finished evodie. and he wasn't even talking about the fabulous indoor garden.
yasmine turned her look to him and blushed. she didn't even know why. he was talking about the garden, yas. stop it. she reminded herself.
nope, he wasn't.
there were so many kinds of flowers in that garden. the colors mixed so beautifully under the little bit of light from the sun. yasmine started to walk around and guess what kind of flowers were there.
"the first thing i could recognize from this garden are those beautiful red roses" said yasmine while smelling the scent.
"roses are kind of beautiful" said evodie a few feet behind her.
"yes. but not only beautiful, they're passionate" she said "red roses signify passionate love from the giver to the receiver. it's like, saying i love you" yasmine got up from her bending position to get back up to smell the red rose that she was now holding.
"god, you're gorgeous" said evodie admiring her.
her cheeks were burning. she turned away avoiding the embarrassment that she would get if he knew what those unfiltered words of him could do to her "no filter in your words, i suppose?" she said.
"why would i need any filters if what i'm saying isn't a bad thing?" he asked.
she sighed "i'm not comfortable with it" said yasmine.
evodie frowned "i'm sorry".
it was quiet for a while, but then yasmine broke the ice when she found another flower of her interest.
"i always loved these" she said while pointing at some red tulips.
"what do those flowers mean?" asked evodie with a smile.
"a red tulip actually means love too. but more of a declaration of it. like a love confession. it's a perfect flower if you want someone to know that you love her" said yasmine with an admiring look towards the tulips. she let out a small laugh "all these love flowers are red. i wonder if there's a connection between the color red and love"
evodie smiled to her with pure adoration. they were divided with a table full of flowers. they walked around the table while looking for some more flowers.
"well, from all the flowers that i recognize here, there's one that i like" said evodie.
"yeah? what is it?" asked yasmine "i never know that you know flowers"
"what can i say? i'm hopelessly romantic, ya know" he said.
both of them giggled. and he picked out a flower "here it is. a stock flower"
"hmm interesting" said yasmine. she put a finger to her chin "i don't quite remember what that one means"
"it's fine. because i remember the meaning of this flower perfectly" said evodie with a sweet smile. he sighed and looked at the purple stock in his hand.
"continue" said yasmine while looking through some flowers on the table with both her hands wrapped behind her.
"stocks are flowers that you use to say something" said evodie.
"and what is that something?" asked yasmine. she lifted her head so she could see him now. he also turned his head to look at her direction.
"you'll always be beautiful to me" he said while looking at those deep brown eyes. the way the light touched her face made her look unreal. she was so beautiful and that was something that she was always going to be to him.
he said those words as if he was talking to her. as if he was saying that she'll always be beautiful to him. and he was. it managed to turn her cheeks pink again. so, she turned her gaze away "well, that's facinating" she said to distract herself.
"hey look!" said yasmine while taking some flowers to her hand "primroses"
"i love them too" said evodie. he walked towards her so they were now face to face "and these mean.. "
"i can't live without you" they both said in unison.
both of them sighed. not taking their eyes off of each other's. yasmine was breathing unevenly. unable to recognize these feelings inside of her when they were just inches away. and she loved it. she loved the way her heart raced and her chest went up and down out of control because of her breathing. she loved the way evodie placed his hands. he placed it perfectly on her waist. and it fit perfectly. it was like his hands were meant to be there. she loved his breathing when their faces were just inches away. she loved it.
he leaned forward. a little more forward. and then-
"guys? where are you?" asked fransis through the stairs that led to the roof.
yasmine pushed herself away from evodie and coughed awkwardly. evodie turned himself to the stairs and saw fransis.
"ah there you are. i've been looking everywhere for you two. i've even checked the dumpsters!" said fransis.
"we.. uh.. we better p-practice" said yasmine while walking fast to the stairs.
"whoa, what was that?" asked fransis "come on vod"
"well done, sis. thanks a lot" said evodie with an angry look and he disappeared quickly to the stairs.
fransis stood there with confusion on his face.
"what did i do?"
"i don't know. some hard rock maybe? like aerosmith or kiss or.. metallica!" suggested fransis.
"okay, why do i get the feeling that they're all too american?" said yasmine.
"something more english, then?" asked fransis with narrowed eyes.
"well, yes. i mean, english music are better to me than american" said yasmine again "so, i would consider doing the beatles"
"but the beatles is like the most awesome rock band in history" said evodie "i think at least someone in madesu club has already done that"
"you're right" said yasmine. she couldn't help but to smile at evodie's taste in music. she always loved a beatles guy "then i would suggest we do the police. but i really really want to do some beatles here"
evodie nodded quickly.
"okay, stop it" said fransis "so not cool. we should do like, kiss or the rolling stones. i'm sure that that's the edge mr v was talking about"
"excuse me?" asked yasmine with a look that was saying da fuck. she could turn into some ghetto when necessary "are you questioning my choice of bands?"
"well, yeah, i mean, john lennon is cool and everything and that ringo something dude weirdly looks like my dead cousin," said fransis "but you gotta admit that a band without a mick jagger or a steven tyler would probably just sucks"
"well i oughta- " said yasmine while pulling the sleeves of her cardigan, which she was wearing on top of her white floral dress, to let him know that she was going to beat the shit out of him.
fransis raised both his hands in defeat when evodie said "guys, guys! stop it. i know how to deal with this"
"yeah? well you better hurry up before he has bruises all over his.. " she hesitated. she never liked using a rude word. but she settled with " ..friggin figure!!" evodie smiled a little at that.
fransis just gulped and asked "well?"
"i would say that we should do a mashup, but i don't think it'll be a great idea" said evodie.
"yeah, it would ruin the originallity" continued yasmine "what about a vote?"
"well, it looks like i'm gonna choose beatles" said evodie.
"same with me" said yasmine with excitement.
fransis just rolled his eyes and sighed "the beatles it is" he said.
"oh my god! ideas are going through my head right now" said yasmine. again, he rolled his eyes. and this time was a double eye rolling because evodie seemed to be filled with excitements too.
oh god.
"okay, while you guys are fangirling over whatever, i'm heading for the toilet. and i'll probably grab some snacks after. you're all guests anyway" said fransis. yep, they were having this conversation in fransis' house. it was great because his house was kind of big and has this studio for them to practice.
rich and popular, remember?
"aaah i'm so excited!" squeeled yasmine.
"i know. this is going to be awesome" said evodie. he smiled. after a few time thinking about what she might feel about her, he would say that he liked her. as in like her, like her. but still, he wasn't so sure. he didn't want to develope these confusing feelings towards her. but he knew that it wasn't something that he could control.
they smiled for a while. and then they went quiet. and somehow, yasmine found an idea
"wanna explore fransis' lair?" asked yasmine with a smirk on her mouth.
"i was hoping you were gonna say that" said evodie with a grin "and he went to the toilet. i know he's going to be long remembering those burritos and sloppy joes he ate this morning"
"ugh, gross" said yasmine with a disgusted look on her face.
evodie laughed "welcome to a man's world, darling"
"shut up before i throw up and let's go" said yasmine while pulling on evodie's letterman jacket.
they went everywhere. from the living room, to the kitchen, the huge outdoor pool with a very very great view, a large library, until they reached the roof. it was kind of awesome. there was this beautiful indoor garden on the roof. and since it was still early in the afternoon, the bright light entered through the glass so beautifully.
"it's so.. " yasmine couldn't finish the sentence. she was gazing through the garden, without realizing that evodie was gazing through her. she was so beautiful. he loved it. god, he loved her face.
"breathtaking" finished evodie. and he wasn't even talking about the fabulous indoor garden.
yasmine turned her look to him and blushed. she didn't even know why. he was talking about the garden, yas. stop it. she reminded herself.
nope, he wasn't.
there were so many kinds of flowers in that garden. the colors mixed so beautifully under the little bit of light from the sun. yasmine started to walk around and guess what kind of flowers were there.
"the first thing i could recognize from this garden are those beautiful red roses" said yasmine while smelling the scent.
"roses are kind of beautiful" said evodie a few feet behind her.
"yes. but not only beautiful, they're passionate" she said "red roses signify passionate love from the giver to the receiver. it's like, saying i love you" yasmine got up from her bending position to get back up to smell the red rose that she was now holding.
"god, you're gorgeous" said evodie admiring her.
her cheeks were burning. she turned away avoiding the embarrassment that she would get if he knew what those unfiltered words of him could do to her "no filter in your words, i suppose?" she said.
"why would i need any filters if what i'm saying isn't a bad thing?" he asked.
she sighed "i'm not comfortable with it" said yasmine.
evodie frowned "i'm sorry".
it was quiet for a while, but then yasmine broke the ice when she found another flower of her interest.
"i always loved these" she said while pointing at some red tulips.
"what do those flowers mean?" asked evodie with a smile.
"a red tulip actually means love too. but more of a declaration of it. like a love confession. it's a perfect flower if you want someone to know that you love her" said yasmine with an admiring look towards the tulips. she let out a small laugh "all these love flowers are red. i wonder if there's a connection between the color red and love"
evodie smiled to her with pure adoration. they were divided with a table full of flowers. they walked around the table while looking for some more flowers.
"well, from all the flowers that i recognize here, there's one that i like" said evodie.
"yeah? what is it?" asked yasmine "i never know that you know flowers"
"what can i say? i'm hopelessly romantic, ya know" he said.
both of them giggled. and he picked out a flower "here it is. a stock flower"
"hmm interesting" said yasmine. she put a finger to her chin "i don't quite remember what that one means"
"it's fine. because i remember the meaning of this flower perfectly" said evodie with a sweet smile. he sighed and looked at the purple stock in his hand.
"continue" said yasmine while looking through some flowers on the table with both her hands wrapped behind her.
"stocks are flowers that you use to say something" said evodie.
"and what is that something?" asked yasmine. she lifted her head so she could see him now. he also turned his head to look at her direction.
"you'll always be beautiful to me" he said while looking at those deep brown eyes. the way the light touched her face made her look unreal. she was so beautiful and that was something that she was always going to be to him.
he said those words as if he was talking to her. as if he was saying that she'll always be beautiful to him. and he was. it managed to turn her cheeks pink again. so, she turned her gaze away "well, that's facinating" she said to distract herself.
"hey look!" said yasmine while taking some flowers to her hand "primroses"
"i love them too" said evodie. he walked towards her so they were now face to face "and these mean.. "
"i can't live without you" they both said in unison.
both of them sighed. not taking their eyes off of each other's. yasmine was breathing unevenly. unable to recognize these feelings inside of her when they were just inches away. and she loved it. she loved the way her heart raced and her chest went up and down out of control because of her breathing. she loved the way evodie placed his hands. he placed it perfectly on her waist. and it fit perfectly. it was like his hands were meant to be there. she loved his breathing when their faces were just inches away. she loved it.
he leaned forward. a little more forward. and then-
"guys? where are you?" asked fransis through the stairs that led to the roof.
yasmine pushed herself away from evodie and coughed awkwardly. evodie turned himself to the stairs and saw fransis.
"ah there you are. i've been looking everywhere for you two. i've even checked the dumpsters!" said fransis.
"we.. uh.. we better p-practice" said yasmine while walking fast to the stairs.
"whoa, what was that?" asked fransis "come on vod"
"well done, sis. thanks a lot" said evodie with an angry look and he disappeared quickly to the stairs.
fransis stood there with confusion on his face.
"what did i do?"
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thalia sighed. hospitals really wasn't her favorite place to give a visit. the smell of hospitals made her feel like either she was going to die or she was going to lose someone in her life. and that was terrifying. she made her way to the elevator. she has asked permission to visit that day. and they said that it was okay. she trembled with fear when she reached a door.
403 A.
this was his room. she felt tears started building up on the corners of her eyes. she shouldn't be crying by now. so she just shrugged them off. she opened the door and found aji on his bed. reading some magazines.
figures.
he was always that gossip dude type. that updated person when it came to what was happening in the world. it was so geeky. but adorable. thalia couldn't help but to smile at that sight. she opened the door wider so it would fit for her head and she snucked her head in to let him know she was visiting. aji who was reading comfortably lifted his head to the door and smiled widely when he saw who was coming.
"hey you" he said "come on, what are you doing? come in" he placed the magazine on the table near his bed and gestured so she would come in.
thalia only smiled and closed the door behind her. she brought some flowers and things that looked like letters and gifts. from his friends probably. she tiptoed on her worn out red converse to his direction. she didn't even know why she just did that. she could've just walked like a normal person. and aji laughed at that.
"you don't need to do that, you know. i'm still wide awake here" he said after receiving a small peck from his girlfriend. oh god even that felt so heavenly good.
"hey, don't laugh at me. hospitals make me feel like i need to be careful" said thalia.
"you're too adorable" said aji with a sweet smile.
thalia rolled her eyes and put the gifts on the table "i got you some gifts" she said "well, actually, it's from some friends. ya know"
he pouted "you didn't buy me one?"
"okay, first of all, even though i know it sounds weird, that was the cutest pout i've ever seen" said thalia while looking at him "second of all, i'm going to kill you if you ever tell anybody that i said the word cute. i have a rep to maintain"
he was about to speak when she stopped him with a finger on his lips "shut it. i'm not finished" he smiled "third of all, i did bring you something" she smirked.
he raised an eyebrow at that smirk "well?"
she nervously played with the belt of her dress. yeah, she wore a yellow short sleeved small cardigan on top of a beautiful blue strapped dress, a wooden belt, and a red worn out converse. her wonderful brunette locks were made into a messy ponytail. and she rocked that look perfectly. be jealous.
"um.. i.. " god why was it so hard to speak?
"babe. what is it?" asked aji trying to sound american. he failed at that.
she looked at him and smiled "i wanna sing something to you first"
his lips couldn't help but to curve into a huge smile "i'd love to hear you sing"
"sure" said thalia "i'm just going to use this cd here" she said while pulling out a cd from her purse. she walked to the table where there was a cd player and played the cd. she cleared her throat before turning herself to aji and took a seat beside his bed. he smiled and waited. a smooth sound of a piano started and she began her singing.
The rhythm of my footsteps
Crossing flatlands to your door
Have been silenced forever more
403 A.
this was his room. she felt tears started building up on the corners of her eyes. she shouldn't be crying by now. so she just shrugged them off. she opened the door and found aji on his bed. reading some magazines.
figures.
he was always that gossip dude type. that updated person when it came to what was happening in the world. it was so geeky. but adorable. thalia couldn't help but to smile at that sight. she opened the door wider so it would fit for her head and she snucked her head in to let him know she was visiting. aji who was reading comfortably lifted his head to the door and smiled widely when he saw who was coming.
"hey you" he said "come on, what are you doing? come in" he placed the magazine on the table near his bed and gestured so she would come in.
thalia only smiled and closed the door behind her. she brought some flowers and things that looked like letters and gifts. from his friends probably. she tiptoed on her worn out red converse to his direction. she didn't even know why she just did that. she could've just walked like a normal person. and aji laughed at that.
"you don't need to do that, you know. i'm still wide awake here" he said after receiving a small peck from his girlfriend. oh god even that felt so heavenly good.
"hey, don't laugh at me. hospitals make me feel like i need to be careful" said thalia.
"you're too adorable" said aji with a sweet smile.
thalia rolled her eyes and put the gifts on the table "i got you some gifts" she said "well, actually, it's from some friends. ya know"
he pouted "you didn't buy me one?"
"okay, first of all, even though i know it sounds weird, that was the cutest pout i've ever seen" said thalia while looking at him "second of all, i'm going to kill you if you ever tell anybody that i said the word cute. i have a rep to maintain"
he was about to speak when she stopped him with a finger on his lips "shut it. i'm not finished" he smiled "third of all, i did bring you something" she smirked.
he raised an eyebrow at that smirk "well?"
she nervously played with the belt of her dress. yeah, she wore a yellow short sleeved small cardigan on top of a beautiful blue strapped dress, a wooden belt, and a red worn out converse. her wonderful brunette locks were made into a messy ponytail. and she rocked that look perfectly. be jealous.
"um.. i.. " god why was it so hard to speak?
"babe. what is it?" asked aji trying to sound american. he failed at that.
she looked at him and smiled "i wanna sing something to you first"
his lips couldn't help but to curve into a huge smile "i'd love to hear you sing"
"sure" said thalia "i'm just going to use this cd here" she said while pulling out a cd from her purse. she walked to the table where there was a cd player and played the cd. she cleared her throat before turning herself to aji and took a seat beside his bed. he smiled and waited. a smooth sound of a piano started and she began her singing.
The Atlantic was born today
And I'll tell you how
The clouds above opened up
And let it out
aji's heart melted. why did she choose this song? he wondered. oh he knew this one. one of his favorites. and she sang it with so much emotions.
I was standing on the surface of a perforated sphere
When the water filled every hole
And thousands upon thousands made an ocean
Making islands where no island should go
Oh no
Those people were overjoyed
They took to their boats
They took to their boats
I thought it less like a lake
And more like a moat
And more like a moat
The rhythm of my footsteps
Crossing flatlands to your door
Have been silenced forever more
The distance is quite simply much
Too far for me to row
Too far for me to row
It seems farther than ever before
Oh no
I need you so much closer
I need you so much closer
I need you so much closer
I need you so much closer
he could see tears starting to build up on her eyes. and he could see how she wanted to reject the feeling so badly. she didn't want to cry. not when she was singing to the love of her life. she was beautiful. her voice was soothing. and everything else was perfect.
I need you so much closer
I need you so much closer
I need you so much closer
I need you so much closer
the instrument did its job beautifully as she waited for the instrumental break. thalia wiped some tears that she couldn't contain. and aji gave her a smile. god that was all she needed. him smiling and her singing. yes. she could do this. she loved him too much to stop singing to him. if he was about to.. go away.. this was the least she could do. it hurt just to think about that. but she knew she had to.
I need you so much closer
I need you so much closer
I need you so much closer
I need you so much closer
So come on, come on
So come on, come on
So come on, come on
So come on, come on
when the song ended, she crumbled. she broke down into a sob and aji held her. he held her to his chest and rubbed her back softly. she kept sobbing and didn't seem to know how to stop it. but he handled her with so much care. thalia cried on his shirt and it was okay. it was okay to feel that much. it was okay to show her vulnerability. it was okay to cry.
but it wasn't okay to lose him.
it wasn't okay to live without him. it wasn't okay to wake up and realize that the love of your life has gone away forever. it just wasn't okay to her. after a few minutes, she felt her eyes were dry and she wasn't sobbing anymore. he could calm her down even without saying any word. he just.. held her. like he was supposed to.
"why transatlanticism?" he started a conversation.
"it's your favorite song" thalia said quietly. they were still cuddling on his hospital bed. her head on his chest. and his arms holding her.
"it is. but i know it's something else" said aji softly "you never sing like that before"
she sighed. she knew.
"do you.. do you feel that i'm distant?" he asked.
she quickly shooked her head left to right a few times "no. it's not that. it's just.. "
"it's okay" said aji.
"no, it's not. that's the point" said thalia.
"i don't ever want you to feel like i'm slipping away" he said.
"but you are, aren't you?" she sighed at the thought. her stomach twisted into knots and her heart felt like it was stabbed with a very sharp knife rapidly. it didn't feel good at all.
"my body may is, but my heart and soul will forever be with you"
she smiled a little. even in this condition, he could still make her smile "and where'd you quote that?"
"made it all by myself sweet arse" he said with a little grin.
"is that dirty talk or an attempt to do one?" she lifted one eyebrow.
"pretty much an attempt to do one" said aji "what can i say? british boys are romantic, not on-the-hood-ish"
she rolled her eyes with a laugh and sighed "i miss you"
"i miss you too. very much" said aji before planting a kiss on her forehead "so, you were mentioning a gift before you sang to me?"
she punched his chest playfully "is that all you're thinking about?" she laughed and hopped off the bed. and he missed the warmth already.
"pretty much. other than my super cute girlfriend"
she turned around to face him and gave him a glare "i'm not the kind of girl that you call cute" she said "and if you ever told anyone that i use the word cute- "
"you'll kill me" he finished "and i don't want to be murdered by my own girlfriend, so let's just forget about blackmailing and everything else" he said. she laughed "so what do i call you?"
"sexy would do. or hot" said thalia with a shrug.
"of course you want me to call you that" said aji.
"or.. you could just.. call me beautiful" she said shyly.
aji curved his lips into a sweet smile before saying "you're the most beautiful girl i've ever set my eyes on"
here goes another blush.
thalia went to her purse and pulled something out of it. it was a small black box. she sighed nervously and finally, she got the courage to went to her knee. he looked at her in surprise.
wait.
she went to her knee? what in the he-
"aji. i know we had just started dating a few weeks ago. but you're the best person that i've ever met" said thalia. she applauded herself quietly for not choking on her words "you're different. you taught me that falling in love was easy, and it was. because the person that i fell in love with was you. it was you and only you. you make me feel amazing. you make me feel like i'm worthy enough to receive all the love and care from you. and it's crazy if i didn't fall in love with you"
he smiled. she continued "and if i had to choose a person that i would spend the rest of my life with, i would choose you. and so i'm going to. because loving you and being loved by you are the greatest things that've ever happened to me. and i would very very cherish it, if you let me do those things forever" she sighed and gulped. it was very hard to speak. she slowly showed the black little box to him and opened it carefully "my curly british boy, will you have the honor to marry me?"
she blushed a little. trying not to chicken out. she has planned this proposal for days now. and it went smooth for now. it would be perfect if the first word that would come from his mouth was a yes.
aji smiled. she was the most adorable thing in the whole world. and he thought about how lucky he was. because there she was, the most beautifully vicious cheerleader in school, on her knees, proposing a curly dude from the baking club. and yeah, he could see those red cheeks perfectly. it was indeed the cutest thing ever in the world.
he pulled her arm and gave her a tender kiss on her lips. and both their hearts melted. it felt as amazing as it always was. it was filled with so much love. and it was all she needed.
as she pulled away, she licked her lips and asked with nervousness "so.. was that a.. "
"yes, silly. so much yes" said aji with a wide smile "i'd love to have you as my wife"
thalia smiled and jumped with excitement. she was so relieved that he said yes. she was too happy that she didn't remember the rings which was on her hand. she let out an "oh!" and pulled the rings off of the box. she grabbed his left hand and wore the ring on his ring finger. aji smiled and took the other ring and did the same thing to her. he looked closely at the ring and found a piece of carving on it.
"forever and always, A & T"
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it was raining hard. naomi cursed herself for deciding to walk to chacha's house. she was supposed to be there by now. but thanks to the heavy rain, she couldn't make it on time. michael has offered to give her a ride because chacha told him to do so, but naomi rawly declined the offer in a non-polite way. she didn't say anything. she just threw her phone away to her bed after seeing michael's face on her iphone which her father bought her for christmas. yeah. the iphone case was a raindeer carrying cats. it was weird, but whatever. of course she changed it into a picture of bob marley singing with taylor swift. it was even weirder. but that's how she liked it.
she didn't want to see his face. it didn't feel good. everytime she saw his face, she remembered the things that she should've done differently. she wouldn't have been mad at him just because of a stupid kiss. or kisses. and frankly, she would take him back if he give much effort to apologize. she didn't deserve to be mad. she did that plenty of times with her former boyfriends. kissing other people. even worse. but not with michael. she never betrayed him. something about losing him terrified her. so maybe if she didn't cheat on him, she wouldn't lose him.
but look at what's happening now.
the role was reversed. he did something that should've been her doings. and to her, that was more than a reason to be mad at him. it was a reason to be furious to him. but she wasn't. she was supposed to be, but she wasn't. instead, she was hurt. the hurt was unbearable that she still had nightmares about them.
now and then, chacha would still ask her why she loved him so much. chacha knew that naomi said she was over him. but she knew better. sure, she wasn't a top student in class or whatever. but when it came to knowing things that other people didn't, she was an expert. chacha knew for a fact that naomi wasn't over the boy. it would probably goes down like this.
"why do you love him so much?" asked chacha.
"i don't love him" said naomi.
"you do"
"why do you assume that i do?"
"because you do"
"whatever"
then naomi would leave. that was an everyday routine. By person, on skype, or even on the phone. she just avoided the topic so much. naomi cursed herself again. fuck didn't sound like a word anymore to her that evening. she kept saying it over and over.
oh fuck the rain.
naomi groaned over her wet hair. she had just washed it this morning. everything seemed to pissed her off. she walked in the rain with only jeans and a one direction t-shirt under her cheerio jacket. she was walking on the sidewalk when a car went to her side and splashed her with a huge amount of water. she groaned again. she even cursed at the driver. but the car flew too fast for it to hear anything from her spanish cursing.
fuck car drivers.
she kept walking with an even more wet clothing. she was still halfway to chacha's house.
fuck distance.
she sneezed. oh she would get a cold after this alright. why rain? why now? she walked a little bit faster. but then, she stumbled on a wrecked sidewalk and fell down face first.
oh fuck everything.
oh fuck the rain.
naomi groaned over her wet hair. she had just washed it this morning. everything seemed to pissed her off. she walked in the rain with only jeans and a one direction t-shirt under her cheerio jacket. she was walking on the sidewalk when a car went to her side and splashed her with a huge amount of water. she groaned again. she even cursed at the driver. but the car flew too fast for it to hear anything from her spanish cursing.
fuck car drivers.
she kept walking with an even more wet clothing. she was still halfway to chacha's house.
fuck distance.
she sneezed. oh she would get a cold after this alright. why rain? why now? she walked a little bit faster. but then, she stumbled on a wrecked sidewalk and fell down face first.
oh fuck everything.
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she kept tapping the desk with her finger. she looked at the clock on her desk. seven fifteen. they said that they would come at seven. it has been fifteen minutes already. where could they be? chacha was trying to finish her homework while waiting for michael and naomi to come practice at her house. but she didn't seem to be capable of doing that. she was too worried about the practice. would they be super awkward? would naomi be quiet? or would they be cool about it? and the three of them were the hottest studs in the school. maybe they would forget about some problems. but what would they be? would they be best friends type of hang outters? or the cool type? and even some part of chacha thought about how would they be having a threes-
a knock on her bedroom stopped her thought. she stood up, wearing a white tank top and a red soccer short short shorts. it was very short if it wasn't that obvious. maybe it was her mom trying to tell her to accept her friend request on facebook. again. she opened the door and was in shock after she saw who was standing in front of the door.
michael.
with his damn mohawk and glasses. he wanted to open his mouth to talk before he saw what she was wearing. chacha quickly closed the door. she swore the god she saw him drooling a while ago. she closed her eyes and mouthed stupid. she went to her wardrobe and put on a lose t shirt with a hamster painted on it. she walked to the door and opened it for the second time.
chacha saw michael's back in front of her. she could also hear him say stupid to himself while pounding his own head.
that was new.
"michael" said chacha.
michael turned around quickly and lost track of what to do "um.. uh.. i"
"want to come in?" asked chacha with narrowed eyebrows.
"uh.. sure" said michael before entering her room. he closed the door behind him while chacha was sitting on her desk.
they were quiet for a while. but then chacha started "so.. "
michael cut her off "it's okay, you know"
chacha narrowed her eyes "what's okay?"
"it's not like i haven't seen anything" he said while leaning his back awkwardly to the door.
chacha let out a humorless little laugh "and it makes it okay if i show my body off to you?"
"well.. kinda" he said.
"no thanks, i'm not like those sluts that you've been hooking up with" said chacha with eye rolls.
"excuse me? you've made out with everyone in the school" said michael "well.. except for.. me"
"i have my reasons" said chacha while standing up and walked around the room.
michael smirked. this could be a night to remember. he kept standing on the door "i thought you wanted to make a record"
"i did" she said.
"what changed your mind?"
"hmm let me think" said chacha "naomi"
michael sighed at her name. it brought back bitter memories "it's not about me, then?" he asked.
"it's never about you" she said "it's her and only her"
michael looked closely at her "are you sure?"
chacha shrugged "well, yeah i mean, you're kinda hot and you seem to be a very awesome kisser" he grinned at that and she continued "but she's way better"
"wanna try and see?"
chacha rolled her eyes "no thanks"
"are you sure?" asked michael.
she looked at him with disbelief "seriously?" she asked "what are you aiming at here?"
"you"
"are you serious?" chacha asked again "she's my best friend. and she had just broken up with you. and you're already running around aiming me?"
"i.. " he couldn't finish.
"see, that's what i don't like from you at the beginning. that's my reason" she said.
he looked down on his feet. she was right. everything about what he was doing screamed out wrong. michael was supposed to be a badass. and that was what he was trying to do.
but god, he didn't like it.
he hated it. being a so called asshole didn't seem to suit his personality. he was a charming young man. a hopeless romantic. a protecter. a lover. and now, he was everything that wasn't him.
chacha walked towards him on the door. she sighed and put her hand on his shoulder because of the change in his expression. she knew. she always knew. it was her job to know stuff like this.
"look, i'm sorry" said chacha.
"no" michael shook his head "i'm sorry"
chacha let her eyes wander on his. but she couldn't find anything. so she let him continue.
"i'm a jerk. to everyone. especially you and naomi" he said silently "i just... i don't know.. "
"i do" she said. he lifted his head to see her eyes with a confusion on his face "you're a nice guy, michael. you really are. and i get why naomi fell deeply for you. you have this.. charming and sweet personality. i'm so jealous at you because that's what naomi is looking for in a guy. even though she has this hot bitch in charge attitude, she's actually just looking for someone to fall in love to. someone to protect her. someone to love her as much as she loves this someone. and you do those things so perfectly that she's completely in love with you"
michael smiled at her "you know her a lot"
"what best friends are for, right" she forced a little smile.
"i'm still hung up on her, ya know" he said "i just.. "
"what is it?"
"i just can't remember the last thing i wanted that wasn't her" said michael. and yes, chacha could see the honesty on his words as much as it was on his eyes.
chacha frowned a bit. there was a knot on her stomach when he said that. but she tried to hide it. she was supposed to make naomi happy. and if not having a chance to be with her was the cost, she was okay with it.
as long as she's happy.
this was it. it was her time to save them. to save both naomi and michael. to make things right again.
"go get her" said chacha.
michael's face lit up a bit. but he still asked "are you sure you're okay with that?"
she smiled a bit. she loved it when people lits up because of her. michael had done that. and the thought of making naomi's happy just completed everything "she's in love with you. that's something that i can't control"
he sighed "so we fell for the same girl"
she looked at him and took his hand "yet she had decided to fall in love with you" said chacha "go get her. and tell her that i sent you. it's okay for her to feel again now. to feel you. because since you're not together, she's settled with feeling nothing. and it hurts the shit out of me"
"i will" said michael with a smile. he kissed her hand and smiled even wider. he let go out of her hand.
"just promise me one thing" said chacha while pointing her finger "don't ever hurt her. her happiness must be your first priority. she lits up so.. beautifully when she's with you. try to keep it that way"
"there's nothing i want more than to make her happy" said michael "and thank you. for everything. now i'm going to go get my girl. i'm sure she's in the rain somewhere out there on the way to your house"
michael gave her a tight hug and thanked her a couple more. and then he went to the door. he looked back at chacha who was in the middle of her bedroom now. her hand wrapped tightly on herself and a smile on her face. and before he left the room, she gave him a cue.
"she's all yours"
a knock on her bedroom stopped her thought. she stood up, wearing a white tank top and a red soccer short short shorts. it was very short if it wasn't that obvious. maybe it was her mom trying to tell her to accept her friend request on facebook. again. she opened the door and was in shock after she saw who was standing in front of the door.
michael.
with his damn mohawk and glasses. he wanted to open his mouth to talk before he saw what she was wearing. chacha quickly closed the door. she swore the god she saw him drooling a while ago. she closed her eyes and mouthed stupid. she went to her wardrobe and put on a lose t shirt with a hamster painted on it. she walked to the door and opened it for the second time.
chacha saw michael's back in front of her. she could also hear him say stupid to himself while pounding his own head.
that was new.
"michael" said chacha.
michael turned around quickly and lost track of what to do "um.. uh.. i"
"want to come in?" asked chacha with narrowed eyebrows.
"uh.. sure" said michael before entering her room. he closed the door behind him while chacha was sitting on her desk.
they were quiet for a while. but then chacha started "so.. "
michael cut her off "it's okay, you know"
chacha narrowed her eyes "what's okay?"
"it's not like i haven't seen anything" he said while leaning his back awkwardly to the door.
chacha let out a humorless little laugh "and it makes it okay if i show my body off to you?"
"well.. kinda" he said.
"no thanks, i'm not like those sluts that you've been hooking up with" said chacha with eye rolls.
"excuse me? you've made out with everyone in the school" said michael "well.. except for.. me"
"i have my reasons" said chacha while standing up and walked around the room.
michael smirked. this could be a night to remember. he kept standing on the door "i thought you wanted to make a record"
"i did" she said.
"what changed your mind?"
"hmm let me think" said chacha "naomi"
michael sighed at her name. it brought back bitter memories "it's not about me, then?" he asked.
"it's never about you" she said "it's her and only her"
michael looked closely at her "are you sure?"
chacha shrugged "well, yeah i mean, you're kinda hot and you seem to be a very awesome kisser" he grinned at that and she continued "but she's way better"
"wanna try and see?"
chacha rolled her eyes "no thanks"
"are you sure?" asked michael.
she looked at him with disbelief "seriously?" she asked "what are you aiming at here?"
"you"
"are you serious?" chacha asked again "she's my best friend. and she had just broken up with you. and you're already running around aiming me?"
"i.. " he couldn't finish.
"see, that's what i don't like from you at the beginning. that's my reason" she said.
he looked down on his feet. she was right. everything about what he was doing screamed out wrong. michael was supposed to be a badass. and that was what he was trying to do.
but god, he didn't like it.
he hated it. being a so called asshole didn't seem to suit his personality. he was a charming young man. a hopeless romantic. a protecter. a lover. and now, he was everything that wasn't him.
chacha walked towards him on the door. she sighed and put her hand on his shoulder because of the change in his expression. she knew. she always knew. it was her job to know stuff like this.
"look, i'm sorry" said chacha.
"no" michael shook his head "i'm sorry"
chacha let her eyes wander on his. but she couldn't find anything. so she let him continue.
"i'm a jerk. to everyone. especially you and naomi" he said silently "i just... i don't know.. "
"i do" she said. he lifted his head to see her eyes with a confusion on his face "you're a nice guy, michael. you really are. and i get why naomi fell deeply for you. you have this.. charming and sweet personality. i'm so jealous at you because that's what naomi is looking for in a guy. even though she has this hot bitch in charge attitude, she's actually just looking for someone to fall in love to. someone to protect her. someone to love her as much as she loves this someone. and you do those things so perfectly that she's completely in love with you"
michael smiled at her "you know her a lot"
"what best friends are for, right" she forced a little smile.
"i'm still hung up on her, ya know" he said "i just.. "
"what is it?"
"i just can't remember the last thing i wanted that wasn't her" said michael. and yes, chacha could see the honesty on his words as much as it was on his eyes.
chacha frowned a bit. there was a knot on her stomach when he said that. but she tried to hide it. she was supposed to make naomi happy. and if not having a chance to be with her was the cost, she was okay with it.
as long as she's happy.
this was it. it was her time to save them. to save both naomi and michael. to make things right again.
"go get her" said chacha.
michael's face lit up a bit. but he still asked "are you sure you're okay with that?"
she smiled a bit. she loved it when people lits up because of her. michael had done that. and the thought of making naomi's happy just completed everything "she's in love with you. that's something that i can't control"
he sighed "so we fell for the same girl"
she looked at him and took his hand "yet she had decided to fall in love with you" said chacha "go get her. and tell her that i sent you. it's okay for her to feel again now. to feel you. because since you're not together, she's settled with feeling nothing. and it hurts the shit out of me"
"i will" said michael with a smile. he kissed her hand and smiled even wider. he let go out of her hand.
"just promise me one thing" said chacha while pointing her finger "don't ever hurt her. her happiness must be your first priority. she lits up so.. beautifully when she's with you. try to keep it that way"
"there's nothing i want more than to make her happy" said michael "and thank you. for everything. now i'm going to go get my girl. i'm sure she's in the rain somewhere out there on the way to your house"
michael gave her a tight hug and thanked her a couple more. and then he went to the door. he looked back at chacha who was in the middle of her bedroom now. her hand wrapped tightly on herself and a smile on her face. and before he left the room, she gave him a cue.
"she's all yours"
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venna was lying on her roof. watching the stars. it was kind of her thing. when she had something that bugged her, she would just go to the roof and watch the stars. they made her forget. and it was a good thing. it made her feel better, even just for a while. her parents were fighting. again. and frankly, she was getting tired of it. ever since her father went back from god knows where, he couldn't stop arguing about everything with corry. every single day, venna wished that they could all just go away from her. she wasn't a family loving type of girl, but she cared. she did. and seeing the two of them kept arguing was getting into her head.
venna didn't know what to do. she didn't know how to fix things like this. corry, her mom, cheated on some dude. and now her dad was super pissed about it. how could he not be? relationship meant something. marriage meant something. well, at least it meant something to eko. everytime eko or corry did something wrong, he would brought her affair in the topic. he always brought that topic. even in front of venna. she tried so hard to hide her tears. at least, she managed to do so. it was like eko wasn't over the fact that her wife cheated on him. he couldn't accept that kind of reality. so he would brought it up all over again. corry had apologized. she could swear that she had asked for his forgiveness too much. honestly, she was very sorry about what she did, and she wanted to start over. his forgiveness was all that she needed to do so.
he just never gave her that.
and as like venna, corry was just tired of asking again. if forgiveness was that expensive in this family, she just wanted to start a new one. but she had venna. her one and only daughter. and she was the only reason why corry was still committed in that relationship.
venna sighed. thinking about it made her want to cry. even in the roof, she could still hear them shouting to each other in the kitchen.
"you had sex with another man! that's something that you can't take back" said eko.
"i know. and i'm really sorry about it. how many times do i have to tell you? huh? if i could, i would take it back, i swear to god" said corry.
"but you can't. and you cheated on me isn't something that i can get rid of that easily"
"you have to forgive me, sooner or later. for venna. you have to do it for her. it's not for me. but for our daughter"
"i know. i do love her. but you? i can't stand seeing your face everyday. the images of you cheated on me is painful" said eko.
"why won't you let me go, then? if keeping me here hurts you a lot. divorces are easy to get these days. why don't you just divorce me? huh? you kept saying no. venna can take care of herself. she's a big girl now. and with me leaving, you won't get to be hurt anymore" said corry. tears were building up on her eyes.
"now you're thinking about a divorce? oh of course. so you can give your body off to some other guys, right?" said eko sarcastically.
venna closed her eyes as well as her ears. she didn't want to hear this. not again. she tried to remember the old days. when she was a little girl. those were the sweet days. where her father would take her to her favorite lake and sat with her on the edge of a huge rock. he only took her because she was the only one who he wanted to share this place with. that lake was a special secret place for both venna and eko. he would take her there every sunday evening and just sat there with her. he would hold her like there was no tomorrow and he would say
"this is the place i was at when i first realized that i'm in love with your mother."
and then he would tell venna the whole story over and over again everytime they went there. it was kind of something that venna loved the most on sunday evenings. hearing stories about how much their parents love each other while viewing beautiful sunsets. eko said plenty about times about how he would never stop loving her mother. and to venna, it was a promise. a promise that whatever happens, her father would always be there for her and corry. she was so certain that her father wouldn't break that promise.
but now, everything inside her head was doubts.
she was sick of it. sick of everything. of the unnecessary fights. the yelling. the cursing. she just wanted to run away and leave them all behind. venna was still lying on her back. and the shoutings weren't even close to over. so, she pulled her ipod from her cheerio jacket and shuffled her playlist.
and suddenly, she got the perfect song for band week.
What am I to do
Now that I'm in love with you?
I'm hoping everyday
I'm gonna hear you say
"You really make my wish come true"
Can't you see I've loved you from the start?
Don't you love me too?
I love you, but you're breaking my heart
From wanting you
One and one is two
What am I to do
Now that I'm in love with you?
I'm hoping everyday
I'm gonna hear you say
"You really make my wish come true"
Cause I got three little words
That I've always been dying to tell you
But I see you with him slow dancing
"oh my god" said naomi "one direction is like three billion times better"
"um.. sorry?" said jessica with a question tone.
"your band's name sounds like you're really confused" said chacha while narrowing her eyes.
"great performance guys, really love the dancing part, a very creative thought" said mr veri while standing up and gave the three an applause.
"that was my idea" said jodi.
"anyone has anything more to give?" asked mr veri.
"mr v, i think we got this one" said icha.
mr veri sat while icha, alfons, and eka prepared themselves to do their number.
"so, our band is called the chocolate heaven" said alfons.
"i came up with the name" said eka "okay, ladies and gents, enjoy"
icha and eka stood next to each other with a mic stand in front of them while alfons settled with a keyboard. alfons started playing with his instrument and started singing.
These tired eyes have been crying all along;
They think that love is a bitter song
And they think that we don’t belong
In this world of what we created,
Of all we hold so safe and true
I was the one who abandoned you
And you think that’s all I can do
Your line’s been drawn
he kept singing while eka and icha sang backup on him.
I’ll take this shot and aim it true,
Pick up the phone and call for you,
I’ll never get the nerve to say,
“are you with him, or are you with me?”
I hope you find yourself,
I hope you turn it all around,
I hope you’re holding on to me
Like it’s the last breath you’ll ever breathe
alfons couldn't help but to be very subtle and stare completely at yasmine. either staring at her or checking the keyboard he was playing to make sure that he was still playing it correctly.
It’s hard to think of the nights we shared,
Breathing for two and gasping for air,
Choking on words I couldn’t bare
And she walked away;
All I did was stare
Because I don’t think she gets how,
Just how much I need her touch
I would bleed for half as much
But I’ll never tell,
No, I never will
Our lines are crossed
I’ll take this shot and aim it true,
Pick up the phone and call for you,
I’ll never get the nerve to say,
“are you with him, or are you with me?”
I hope you find yourself,
I hope you turn it all around,
I hope you’re holding on to me
Like it’s the last breath you’ll ever breathe
alfons left the keyboard and received a guitar from one of the dudes on the club's band. he walked towards an empty mic stand in the middle of the room and went to the bridge.
I guess it’s our little secret,
And you’re just praying I keep it
But how long will you leave these pages unturned;
You keep playing with fire, baby one day you’ll get burned
Can you promise me one thing?
Let’s make this count for something
You were holding me up, then dropped me to the floor
First you show me your heart, then you show me the door
eka and icha took the next part.
I’ll take this shot and aim it true,
Pick up the phone and call for you,
I’ll never get the nerve to say,
“are you with him, or are you with me?”
I hope you find yourself,
I hope you turn it all around,
I hope you’re holding on to me
Like it’s the last breath you’ll ever breathe
alfons joined them and finished the song off.
Like it’s the last breath you’ll ever breathe
Make this the last breath you’ll ever
the club went wild and the three of them received a few standing ovations. yeah, it was that great.
"very well done, guys" said mr veri "so fresh, energetic, young, so.. band-ish"
"you bet mr v" said icha.
"well, i hope the rest of the performers can do better, which means you'll have to do a lot of work there, guys" said mr v with a clap "okay, that's all for today"
venna didn't know what to do. she didn't know how to fix things like this. corry, her mom, cheated on some dude. and now her dad was super pissed about it. how could he not be? relationship meant something. marriage meant something. well, at least it meant something to eko. everytime eko or corry did something wrong, he would brought her affair in the topic. he always brought that topic. even in front of venna. she tried so hard to hide her tears. at least, she managed to do so. it was like eko wasn't over the fact that her wife cheated on him. he couldn't accept that kind of reality. so he would brought it up all over again. corry had apologized. she could swear that she had asked for his forgiveness too much. honestly, she was very sorry about what she did, and she wanted to start over. his forgiveness was all that she needed to do so.
he just never gave her that.
and as like venna, corry was just tired of asking again. if forgiveness was that expensive in this family, she just wanted to start a new one. but she had venna. her one and only daughter. and she was the only reason why corry was still committed in that relationship.
venna sighed. thinking about it made her want to cry. even in the roof, she could still hear them shouting to each other in the kitchen.
"you had sex with another man! that's something that you can't take back" said eko.
"i know. and i'm really sorry about it. how many times do i have to tell you? huh? if i could, i would take it back, i swear to god" said corry.
"but you can't. and you cheated on me isn't something that i can get rid of that easily"
"you have to forgive me, sooner or later. for venna. you have to do it for her. it's not for me. but for our daughter"
"i know. i do love her. but you? i can't stand seeing your face everyday. the images of you cheated on me is painful" said eko.
"why won't you let me go, then? if keeping me here hurts you a lot. divorces are easy to get these days. why don't you just divorce me? huh? you kept saying no. venna can take care of herself. she's a big girl now. and with me leaving, you won't get to be hurt anymore" said corry. tears were building up on her eyes.
"now you're thinking about a divorce? oh of course. so you can give your body off to some other guys, right?" said eko sarcastically.
venna closed her eyes as well as her ears. she didn't want to hear this. not again. she tried to remember the old days. when she was a little girl. those were the sweet days. where her father would take her to her favorite lake and sat with her on the edge of a huge rock. he only took her because she was the only one who he wanted to share this place with. that lake was a special secret place for both venna and eko. he would take her there every sunday evening and just sat there with her. he would hold her like there was no tomorrow and he would say
"this is the place i was at when i first realized that i'm in love with your mother."
and then he would tell venna the whole story over and over again everytime they went there. it was kind of something that venna loved the most on sunday evenings. hearing stories about how much their parents love each other while viewing beautiful sunsets. eko said plenty about times about how he would never stop loving her mother. and to venna, it was a promise. a promise that whatever happens, her father would always be there for her and corry. she was so certain that her father wouldn't break that promise.
but now, everything inside her head was doubts.
she was sick of it. sick of everything. of the unnecessary fights. the yelling. the cursing. she just wanted to run away and leave them all behind. venna was still lying on her back. and the shoutings weren't even close to over. so, she pulled her ipod from her cheerio jacket and shuffled her playlist.
and suddenly, she got the perfect song for band week.
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"i can't believe you picked the art gallery out of all the places we could go to"
"hey, stop it right there. art galleries are awesome" said anya while walking to the first painting.
bradley smiled and said "i know. i love art galleries. i just thought that you weren't that kind of girl"
anya turned to him and smiled back "i get that a lot" she sighed "but i can't deny the fact that art galleries are kind of my thing. and i just love doing what i love" she continued.
"that's another thing we have in common" he said.
anya chuckled "so, what kind of art do you like?"
"hmm i don't know where to start" they kept walking through some paintings and stopped at one. it was an abstract picture that could get anyone's attention with it's bright variety colors "i can never understand this kind of painting" said bradley while pointed at the painting.
anya stopped beside him and looked at the picture carefully. she was wearing bradley's raindeer sweater since it was cold outside and he offered her to wear it. he settled with a white shirt. they were at the coffee shop when they decided to go out. and that was how they ended up in the art gallery.
"it's so hard to understand" said bradley when anya didn't respond.
"isn't that the whole point?" she said.
"what do you mean?"
"i've always loved modern art. it's different and sophisticated" said anya while admiring the picture "and my point is, this picture is the way someone expresses his feelings and it's completely amazing"
"why? this picture makes no sense at all" said bradley, trying to make an argument.
"to you, it doesn't" she said "but to the painter, it means a lot more than just mixed colors. this painting is an expression of how he feels and the things that he's going through in his life. this painting is an example of how art works" bradley nodded in agreement.
he loved how her mind works.
"and that, mr danes, is why i simply love modern art" she finished.
"it makes a lot more sense now. of course. art is how you express yourself, right? like music"
"like madesu club" said anya with a smile.
bradley looked at her and she did the exact thing "i'm glad to have you back"
"i'm glad to be back"
bradley caressed her cheek with his right hand and his left one settled on anya's hip. anya gasped but she didn't do anything to stop it.
"i like you, nya. a lot" he said.
"but i'm a mess" she said "it means that i tend to break nice guys like you"
"i think i can handle that" said bradley.
"you think you can handle that"
"look, it's going to be worth it for me. i like you, and i'm willing to take all the chances"
anya sighed and closed her eyes. she let go of his embrace and looked at him "just want to let you know that i've warned you"
"you have" said bradley.
"hey, i have to go now. my dad is waiting for me. he would be super worried if i'm not back in dinner time" said anya.
"sure" he said.
anya turned around and walked to the door. but after a few steps, she turned her front to bradley again "oh and can i keep this for now?" asked anya while pointing at bradley's sweater that she was wearing "i have a thing for wearing my boyfriends' clothes" she smiled and got out of the art gallery.
bradley stood there with a grin on his mouth and he jumped around with excitement.
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One and one is two
"where are you.. " michael mumbled to himself while driving so slowly on the street.
after chacha told him that he could chase her, he jumped to his black SUV quickly and drove around the block. it was dark and raining. she could be anywhere. michael stopped the car when he saw naomi standing under a bus shelter. cold and annoyed. he got out of the car without stopping the engine and ran to naomi. and as always, she was giving that whatever look on her face. she did that only to him. he frowned but couldn't help to thought about how adorable it was. michael took off his leather jacket and covered naomi with it. he stood next to her and shoved his hands to his pockets. they were staring at the street instead of each other. and no one seemed to have any intention on starting a conversation.
michael sighed. it's now or never.
"i drove around just to look for you, ya know" he started. they still weren't face to face.
"oh yeah?" said naomi trying not to be interested. she didn't want him to know that she was actually pretty glad he did that. it was freezing out there.
"yeah. just for you"
"well, whatever. don't expect me to thank you or anything, because i don't care" she said flatly.
"yes, you do"
"i do, but i'm going to act like i don't" said naomi with a sigh.
michael could contain the smile that he was holding. she was in love with him for sure.
"why would you do that?" he asked.
she sighed again. this won't be a fun conversation for her "i don't know"
michael couldn't wait for it anymore. he had to have her and he had to have her now. he turned naomi to him and grabbed both her upper arms with two of his hands.
"can we just stop this?" he said.
naomi tried to look like she didn't care. she kinda failed "stop what?"
"trying to act like we're not in love with each other" said michael.
"i'm not in love with you"
"yes, you are. i know you are" he said "you've been in love with me forever and you're trying to hide it with fooling around with other guys"
"you don't know the first thing about me" said naomi.
"i know that you're willing to fake date me just so you can get closer to me. i know that you took that opportunity even though you know that you weren't going to be my number one. i know that you're willing to do that because of your feelings towards me. i know that you love me more than you've ever loved anything in the world. i know that even though i kissed with chacha, you can never hate me, because you're already falling deeply in love with me. i know you love me" said michael.
he took a deep breath and continued since naomi was speechless "and i know that i feel the same way. i know that we were meant for each other. as cliche as it sounds, you're the love of my love and i'm nothing without you"
naomi was stunned with everything that he had said. she needed time. she needed time to digest those information. she didn't want to keep holding her pride high. she just wanted to be with him. she felt tears strolling down her cheeks. michael held her closer and hugged her while she was sobbing on his neck.
"why did it take you so long?" asked naomi while still crying.
michael smiled. he held her even closer and rubbed the back of her head.
"i just got the permission"
"what about tomorrow night?"
"i can't. i have to practice with fransis and evodie" said yasmine while pulling some books out of her locker.
"the night after tomorrow?" asked alfons.
"i have practice, fons" said yasmine. she closed her locker and walked through the halls.
alfons followed her in needing of explanations.
"you have practice tonight and tomorrow night and the night after?" he asked with a little bit annoyance.
"look, i really want to do my best in this assignment" she said "and in order to do so, i have to work a little bit harder. i mean, you know me, competition is where i have to win"
"yeah and you'll do whatever it takes to be the winner, but don't you think you're exaggerating a little?"
"nope. a healthy competition is where you're motivated to win. and i'm fully motivated" said yasmine still walking down the halls trying to find english class.
"so, you're saying that winning is more important than our relationship?" asked alfons.
"no, don't be silly" said yasmine while forcing a giggle "it's just that we have time for our relationship later and right now, i want to focus on winning nationals"
alfons stopped and grabbed yasmine's arm. he turned her around and said "even if it costs us?"
he was staring at her with such intensity. and she was staring at anything that wasn't him.
"well?" he asked.
"i wouldn't want us to broke up" said yasmine. anyone could notice that she was scared from her voice.
"yeah, me too. but to maintain that, we need some honesty here" said alfons.
"i've been completely honest to you this whole time"
"no, you're not" he said "you avoid me, you don't text me back, you refuse to go out with me, you stop wearing things that i give to you. what is it? what's going on?"
"i.. " being speechless was something so rare to yasmine. everyone knew her for the unlimited words that burst out of her mouth. having to lost words was kind of new to her.
"is there.. someone else?" alfons asked with a hint of hesitation and hurt.
"i don't know" said yasmine. she gulped. she knew he was going to find out.
"how could you not know?" he asked.
there was a brief silence between the two of them. alfons had already let go of his grip on her arm. he was standing in front of her girlfriend, wearing a red and blue plaid shirt under a light brown velvet jacket, feeling lost and confused. he tucked his hands inside his pockets and looked deep inside yasmine. he needed an answer. something that she wasn't ready to tell him yet. but still, he had to know.
"i don't want to lose you" she said with fear.
"i knew it" said alfons while turning his back to her.
"wait" yasmine pulled his jacket sleeve. pleading for him not to leave. she could feel the tears on the corner of her eyes.
alfons turned his head to her "just tell me when you already know which one to choose"
and with that, he left her sobbing in the crowded halls.
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"okay. let's see what you got" said mr veri while giving the floor to fransis, evodie, and yasmine.
"our band's name is the fab three" said fransis "i know you guys can already tell what we're going to sing" said fransis.
"dude, just get over with it already" said evodie pushing him.
"anyway, enjoy" yasmine cut them off.
fransis settled himself with a set of drums while evodie stood next to yasmine with a guitar on his hands. they all had mic stands in front of them. evodie started the song with his voice.
What am I to do
Now that I'm in love with you?
I'm hoping everyday
I'm gonna hear you say
"You really make my wish come true"
yasmine joined him and their voices broke so beautifully. evodie was looking directly at him and he stole a few glances at her. they felt like junior highschoolers again.
Can you feel when I'm holding you near
All the things that I do?
So, my love, am I making it clear?
One and one is two
Can you feel when I'm holding you near
All the things that I do?
So, my love, am I making it clear?
One and one is two
fransis continued the song while still working on the beat.
One and one is two
What am I to do
Now that I'm in love with you?
I'm hoping everyday
I'm gonna hear you say
"You really make my wish come true"
One and one is two
What am I to do
Now that I'm in love with you?
I'm hoping everyday
I'm gonna hear you say
"You really make my wish come true"
Can't you see I've loved you from the start?
Don't you love me too?
I love you, but you're breaking my heart
From wanting you
fransis couldn't help but to stare at venna. he didn't even realize that he was doing that. he tried not to be distracted and continued singing. yasmine and evodie joined him.
One and one is two
What am I to do
Now that I'm in love with you?
I'm hoping everyday
I'm gonna hear you say
"You really make my wish come true"
evodie and fransis sang the next part together while yasmine did a little twirl and clapped her hands.
If you say that you're gonna be mine
Everything is alright
All the world would look so fine
If you'll be mine tonight
If you say that you're gonna be mine
Everything is alright
All the world would look so fine
If you'll be mine tonight
and the fab three sang the last part together.
One and one is two
What am I to do
Now that I'm in love with you?
I'm hoping everyday
I'm gonna hear you say
"You really make my wish come true"
One and one is two
What am I to do
Now that I'm in love with you?
I'm hoping everyday
I'm gonna hear you say
"You really make my wish come true"
the madesu club gave them applauses and cheering. the three of them smiled to each other and to the club. even though there was so many shit that they had to go through, singing in madesu club was still the best feeling ever.
"whoa great job guys!" said mr v while smiling so wide revealing his bright teeth.
"of course. they worked so hard for it" whispered alfons sarcastically.
yasmine's smile faded a little, but she managed to hide it. the fab three sat back to their chairs. yasmine sat between fransis and evodie. mr veri was explaining stuff about how important this week's assignment was when evodie said something to yasmine quietly. that action caused alfons' stare as a result.
"hey, you did a really awesome singing" said evodie.
"thanks. you did too" said yasmine with a small smile "well, although i'm sure if you work on it, you could do a lot better with the notes, but your singing was great too"
"uh.. thanks" he replied "so.. what's up with you and alfons?"
"what's up with me and alfons?" yasmine asked back.
"yeah, you too seem kind of bumped"
"what do you mean? we're fine" she said. but evodie saw the doubt in her voice. he was amazed of how well she hid them.
"well, if you say so" said evodie "just let me know if you need someone to talk to"
yasmine smiled. it was so sweet. he was so sweet. even though the two of them were in a very confusing position, he still acted like he used to. like a best friend who would always be there for her. to comfort her and tell her that it wasn't her fault. she just simply loved that about him. and that made her confusion rose into another level. did she love him just as friends? what was she looking for at him? she couldn't tell. at least, for now.
"so, that's why i want you guys to give it your best in this task" finished mr v "so, anyone up to show it?"
"we would like to present our song mr v" said jodi from his wheelchair.
"okay. give your best shot" said mr veri while sitting down.
jodi, albert, and jessica prepared for their number in front of the madesu club. jodi grabbed a bass while albert took the drums. jessica stood in the middle and gave an introduction.
"our band's name is the three directions. we're more like a boy-girl band" she said "anyway, sit back and enjoy the show"
jodi started the song with his boyband-ish voice.
He takes your hand
I die a little
I watch your eyes
And I'm in riddles
Why can't you look at me like that
"of course. they worked so hard for it" whispered alfons sarcastically.
yasmine's smile faded a little, but she managed to hide it. the fab three sat back to their chairs. yasmine sat between fransis and evodie. mr veri was explaining stuff about how important this week's assignment was when evodie said something to yasmine quietly. that action caused alfons' stare as a result.
"hey, you did a really awesome singing" said evodie.
"thanks. you did too" said yasmine with a small smile "well, although i'm sure if you work on it, you could do a lot better with the notes, but your singing was great too"
"uh.. thanks" he replied "so.. what's up with you and alfons?"
"what's up with me and alfons?" yasmine asked back.
"yeah, you too seem kind of bumped"
"what do you mean? we're fine" she said. but evodie saw the doubt in her voice. he was amazed of how well she hid them.
"well, if you say so" said evodie "just let me know if you need someone to talk to"
yasmine smiled. it was so sweet. he was so sweet. even though the two of them were in a very confusing position, he still acted like he used to. like a best friend who would always be there for her. to comfort her and tell her that it wasn't her fault. she just simply loved that about him. and that made her confusion rose into another level. did she love him just as friends? what was she looking for at him? she couldn't tell. at least, for now.
"so, that's why i want you guys to give it your best in this task" finished mr v "so, anyone up to show it?"
"we would like to present our song mr v" said jodi from his wheelchair.
"okay. give your best shot" said mr veri while sitting down.
jodi, albert, and jessica prepared for their number in front of the madesu club. jodi grabbed a bass while albert took the drums. jessica stood in the middle and gave an introduction.
"our band's name is the three directions. we're more like a boy-girl band" she said "anyway, sit back and enjoy the show"
jodi started the song with his boyband-ish voice.
He takes your hand
I die a little
I watch your eyes
And I'm in riddles
Why can't you look at me like that
albert played the drums while singing the next part.
When you walk by
I try to say it
But then I freeze
And never do it
My tongue gets tied
The words get trapped
When you walk by
I try to say it
But then I freeze
And never do it
My tongue gets tied
The words get trapped
all three of them joined into the next part. jessica started dancing around. huh, who knew she was so good at doing it.
I hear the beat of my heart getting louder
Whenever I'm near you
I hear the beat of my heart getting louder
Whenever I'm near you
albert and jodi sang the chorus together while jessica danced and helped with the harmonies.
But I see you with him slow dancing
Tearing me apart
Cause you don't see
Whenever you kiss him
I'm breaking,
Oh how I wish that was me
Cause you don't see
Whenever you kiss him
I'm breaking,
Oh how I wish that was me
albert sang the next part. jessica was dancing around and she shared smiles with jodi and gave him a kiss on his temple while dancing around him. and all albert could do was swallowing his jealousy.
He looks at you
The way that I would
Does all the things, I know that I could
If only time, could just turn back
He looks at you
The way that I would
Does all the things, I know that I could
If only time, could just turn back
the three of them joined their voices together and albert walked away from the drums to meet jessica. the two of them collided into a dance.
Cause I got three little words
That I've always been dying to tell you
But I see you with him slow dancing
Tearing me apart
Cause you don't see
Whenever you kiss him
I'm breaking,
Oh how I wish that was me
Cause you don't see
Whenever you kiss him
I'm breaking,
Oh how I wish that was me
albert looked at jessica like no one else ever did. he meant it and she felt uncomfortable with it. she didn't want to do this either. but she had no choice but to choose. albert sang the next part. and the three finished the song together.
Feel with my hands on your waist
While we dance in the moonlight
I wish it was me
That you call later on
Cause you wanna say good night
Cause I see you with him slow dancing
Tearing me apart
Cause you don't see
But I see you with him slow dancing
Tearing me apart
Cause you don't see
Whenever you kiss him
I'm breaking,
Oh how I wish
Oh how I wish
Oh how I wish, that was me
Oh how I wish, that was me
Feel with my hands on your waist
While we dance in the moonlight
I wish it was me
That you call later on
Cause you wanna say good night
Cause I see you with him slow dancing
Tearing me apart
Cause you don't see
But I see you with him slow dancing
Tearing me apart
Cause you don't see
Whenever you kiss him
I'm breaking,
Oh how I wish
Oh how I wish
Oh how I wish, that was me
Oh how I wish, that was me
"oh my god" said naomi "one direction is like three billion times better"
"um.. sorry?" said jessica with a question tone.
"your band's name sounds like you're really confused" said chacha while narrowing her eyes.
"great performance guys, really love the dancing part, a very creative thought" said mr veri while standing up and gave the three an applause.
"that was my idea" said jodi.
"anyone has anything more to give?" asked mr veri.
"mr v, i think we got this one" said icha.
mr veri sat while icha, alfons, and eka prepared themselves to do their number.
"so, our band is called the chocolate heaven" said alfons.
"i came up with the name" said eka "okay, ladies and gents, enjoy"
icha and eka stood next to each other with a mic stand in front of them while alfons settled with a keyboard. alfons started playing with his instrument and started singing.
These tired eyes have been crying all along;
They think that love is a bitter song
And they think that we don’t belong
In this world of what we created,
Of all we hold so safe and true
I was the one who abandoned you
And you think that’s all I can do
Your line’s been drawn
he kept singing while eka and icha sang backup on him.
I’ll take this shot and aim it true,
Pick up the phone and call for you,
I’ll never get the nerve to say,
“are you with him, or are you with me?”
I hope you find yourself,
I hope you turn it all around,
I hope you’re holding on to me
Like it’s the last breath you’ll ever breathe
alfons couldn't help but to be very subtle and stare completely at yasmine. either staring at her or checking the keyboard he was playing to make sure that he was still playing it correctly.
It’s hard to think of the nights we shared,
Breathing for two and gasping for air,
Choking on words I couldn’t bare
And she walked away;
All I did was stare
Because I don’t think she gets how,
Just how much I need her touch
I would bleed for half as much
But I’ll never tell,
No, I never will
Our lines are crossed
I’ll take this shot and aim it true,
Pick up the phone and call for you,
I’ll never get the nerve to say,
“are you with him, or are you with me?”
I hope you find yourself,
I hope you turn it all around,
I hope you’re holding on to me
Like it’s the last breath you’ll ever breathe
alfons left the keyboard and received a guitar from one of the dudes on the club's band. he walked towards an empty mic stand in the middle of the room and went to the bridge.
I guess it’s our little secret,
And you’re just praying I keep it
But how long will you leave these pages unturned;
You keep playing with fire, baby one day you’ll get burned
Can you promise me one thing?
Let’s make this count for something
You were holding me up, then dropped me to the floor
First you show me your heart, then you show me the door
eka and icha took the next part.
I’ll take this shot and aim it true,
Pick up the phone and call for you,
I’ll never get the nerve to say,
“are you with him, or are you with me?”
I hope you find yourself,
I hope you turn it all around,
I hope you’re holding on to me
Like it’s the last breath you’ll ever breathe
alfons joined them and finished the song off.
Like it’s the last breath you’ll ever breathe
Make this the last breath you’ll ever
the club went wild and the three of them received a few standing ovations. yeah, it was that great.
"very well done, guys" said mr veri "so fresh, energetic, young, so.. band-ish"
"you bet mr v" said icha.
"well, i hope the rest of the performers can do better, which means you'll have to do a lot of work there, guys" said mr v with a clap "okay, that's all for today"
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"how are you?" asked albert with a smile.
"i'm perfectly fine" replied aji with that brightness that he somehow had.
"cheers for that"
aji laughed and sighed. he was watching a tv show about hippopotamus when albert came by with a box of fruit salad. he smiled at the fact that albert remembered what he liked. so much bromance. he missed albert anyway. he missed his devastated stories about how he could never get jessica. it was priceless. and now, albert was sitting next to his bed, talking to him, catching up with things in school.
"so, how's your love life?"
"are you really asking me about that?" asked albert.
"is it weird that i am?"
"yeah. because everytime i start a story about how i can never have jessica, you would groan and literally close your ears" said albert.
aji laughed again and said "you're gonna tell it to me or not?"
"well, okay, i guess" he said "things have.. not been great. i don't have the courage to talk to her. it's like i'm slowly giving up on her"
"why?" asked aji curiously.
"isn't that a good thing? i mean, maybe i can finally move on from this uncomfortable hung up situation" said albert while looking at his hand.
"no. mate, don't"
"what? aren't you the one who told me to move on?" asked albert playfully.
"i know" he said "but after thalia proposed me- "
"shut up. she proposed you? like, asking you to marry her?" asked albert all in shock.
"yeah but we'll talk about that later" said aji "anyway, ever since she proposed me, i realized something that i think is important"
"what is it?" albert asked eagerly.
"don't ever give up on something or someone you love" said aji "it may be painful and frustrating now, but in the end, all the pain and stress will all be worth it"
albert looked at aji with such seriousness. aji was staring at the ceiling while thinking.
"i promise you. just don't give up on her. if you love her, then you should go for it. as simple as that"
albert smiled. how this girl changed him. he sighed "well then, i can't wait to come to your wedding with her" he said "as in together"
aji looked at his best friend and giggled "yeah, me either"
albert yawned and removed his beige baret "now move over. those dancing routines down on my dancing studio got me extremely exhausted"
aji moved to his right a little and gave albert a little space on the bed to lie onto "at least you can dance"
albert hopped onto the bed and lied next to aji. he put both his arms under his head and propped his left knee with his left foot. he closed his eyes "are you saying that you can't?"
"well i don't go out often" aji was still staring at the ceiling.
albert snapped his eyes open and said "sorry"
he turned his head to albert who looked nervous "what for?"
albert quickly closed his eyes again "you know.. for your.. "
"well don't be" aji turned his head back to the ceiling.
"but.. "
"it's not your fault, my condition" said aji.
"i know, but- "
"come on mate, cheer up" he said with a grin on his face.
albert smiled while still closing his eyes "shouldn't i be the one doing that?"
"doing what?"
"cheering you up" said albert.
"yeah, you should. but it's on me" said aji.
both of them stayed in a comfortable silence for a few minutes. albert even slept a little. but after he woke up, he engaged a conversation with his best friend.
"what's it like?" asked albert "are you.. scared?"
"of dying?" asked aji "no, it's not the dying part that scares me"
albert looked at aji who was looking at the ceiling and waited for him to explain what he was afraid of. he knew that at some point, it was going to happen. death. and he didn't know what to do about it. he was his best friend and it meant a lot to him. because albert didn't seem to have a lot of close friends.
"it's just that i feel like my time is very short" said aji "i'm scared that it wouldn't be enough, you know? i'm scared about the fact that i don't have enough time in this world to figure out what i'm going to be and who i'm going to meet. i'm scared that the time that i have right now isn't enough to figure all those things out. and now after my girlfriend asked me to be her fiance, I'm scared that I don't have much time to make her happy, to make her feel like she's the only one I love and to make her feel special. I'm so scared that I won't be able to do that because of the time limit that I have. That's what I'm afraid of. Dying is nothing compared to that"
albert listened to him carefully and sat up once he was finished. he looked at aji with a look that no one could ever describe. pain? anger? sorrow? no. aji couldn't figure it out. but he was certain that albert's eyes were watery. albert stood up and got down on his knees with both his elbows on aji's bed. he put both his hands on his head roughly. he started sobbing a little while saying a few words.
"you can't die, dude" said albert while sobbing. he was messing his hair but he kept his eyes to the bed "you just can't"
aji looked at his best friend closely. and he felt heartbroken to see him like he was now.
"i know this is cliche but everyone dies, bert" said aji "it's not just me"
albert lifted his head to see aji "but not this way. not you"
"what do you mean?"
"you're the nicest guy i've ever known. you make everyone happy with your gleeful self. why does it have to be you out of all people?" asked albert with an angry tone.
aji went silent. he avoided albert's stare "i don't know"
"fucking cancer" albert groaned.
"it's not anyone's or anything's fault, bert" said aji.
"but that disease made you like this. it made you sick" said albert "it has done nothing good to you at all"
aji sighed. the room went quiet for a while. albert was still looking at aji while aji was looking at anything but him. it was a couple of minutes later when aji broke the ice.
"you know, when i was in england, my parents took me to every hospitals that every doctors have recommended"
albert slightly nodded and let aji continue the story.
"and every single hospitals there couldn't cure me" said aji "i guess leukemia isn't something that you can heal that easy" he chuckled "and the best doctor there told me that i should go here to search for a better medication"
"it didn't work"
"no, it didn't" he sighed "but this disease, the one that you said has done no good to me, has brought me to you. without this cancer, i wouldn't be able to meet you or thalia or other great people from our school. so, to me, this disease has actually given me a very very meaningful gift to myself. a best mate like you, a very lovely fiance, an awesome baking club, and a bunch of unforgettable memories. so i'm not sorry for my condition. i don't blame it for anything. i'm grateful for it"
and that was it. albert lost it. he started crying while holding aji's hand on his forehead. he still didn't understand. why him? and why now? he couldn't handle the pain. not this much. this wasn't supposed to be happening to him. losing a best friend, the only best friend he had, wasn't something that he put on his checklist.
aji put a hand on albert's shoulder and pulled him into a hug.
"i'm grateful for you"
albert smiled. how this girl changed him. he sighed "well then, i can't wait to come to your wedding with her" he said "as in together"
aji looked at his best friend and giggled "yeah, me either"
albert yawned and removed his beige baret "now move over. those dancing routines down on my dancing studio got me extremely exhausted"
aji moved to his right a little and gave albert a little space on the bed to lie onto "at least you can dance"
albert hopped onto the bed and lied next to aji. he put both his arms under his head and propped his left knee with his left foot. he closed his eyes "are you saying that you can't?"
"well i don't go out often" aji was still staring at the ceiling.
albert snapped his eyes open and said "sorry"
he turned his head to albert who looked nervous "what for?"
albert quickly closed his eyes again "you know.. for your.. "
"well don't be" aji turned his head back to the ceiling.
"but.. "
"it's not your fault, my condition" said aji.
"i know, but- "
"come on mate, cheer up" he said with a grin on his face.
albert smiled while still closing his eyes "shouldn't i be the one doing that?"
"doing what?"
"cheering you up" said albert.
"yeah, you should. but it's on me" said aji.
both of them stayed in a comfortable silence for a few minutes. albert even slept a little. but after he woke up, he engaged a conversation with his best friend.
"what's it like?" asked albert "are you.. scared?"
"of dying?" asked aji "no, it's not the dying part that scares me"
albert looked at aji who was looking at the ceiling and waited for him to explain what he was afraid of. he knew that at some point, it was going to happen. death. and he didn't know what to do about it. he was his best friend and it meant a lot to him. because albert didn't seem to have a lot of close friends.
"it's just that i feel like my time is very short" said aji "i'm scared that it wouldn't be enough, you know? i'm scared about the fact that i don't have enough time in this world to figure out what i'm going to be and who i'm going to meet. i'm scared that the time that i have right now isn't enough to figure all those things out. and now after my girlfriend asked me to be her fiance, I'm scared that I don't have much time to make her happy, to make her feel like she's the only one I love and to make her feel special. I'm so scared that I won't be able to do that because of the time limit that I have. That's what I'm afraid of. Dying is nothing compared to that"
albert listened to him carefully and sat up once he was finished. he looked at aji with a look that no one could ever describe. pain? anger? sorrow? no. aji couldn't figure it out. but he was certain that albert's eyes were watery. albert stood up and got down on his knees with both his elbows on aji's bed. he put both his hands on his head roughly. he started sobbing a little while saying a few words.
"you can't die, dude" said albert while sobbing. he was messing his hair but he kept his eyes to the bed "you just can't"
aji looked at his best friend closely. and he felt heartbroken to see him like he was now.
"i know this is cliche but everyone dies, bert" said aji "it's not just me"
albert lifted his head to see aji "but not this way. not you"
"what do you mean?"
"you're the nicest guy i've ever known. you make everyone happy with your gleeful self. why does it have to be you out of all people?" asked albert with an angry tone.
aji went silent. he avoided albert's stare "i don't know"
"fucking cancer" albert groaned.
"it's not anyone's or anything's fault, bert" said aji.
"but that disease made you like this. it made you sick" said albert "it has done nothing good to you at all"
aji sighed. the room went quiet for a while. albert was still looking at aji while aji was looking at anything but him. it was a couple of minutes later when aji broke the ice.
"you know, when i was in england, my parents took me to every hospitals that every doctors have recommended"
albert slightly nodded and let aji continue the story.
"and every single hospitals there couldn't cure me" said aji "i guess leukemia isn't something that you can heal that easy" he chuckled "and the best doctor there told me that i should go here to search for a better medication"
"it didn't work"
"no, it didn't" he sighed "but this disease, the one that you said has done no good to me, has brought me to you. without this cancer, i wouldn't be able to meet you or thalia or other great people from our school. so, to me, this disease has actually given me a very very meaningful gift to myself. a best mate like you, a very lovely fiance, an awesome baking club, and a bunch of unforgettable memories. so i'm not sorry for my condition. i don't blame it for anything. i'm grateful for it"
and that was it. albert lost it. he started crying while holding aji's hand on his forehead. he still didn't understand. why him? and why now? he couldn't handle the pain. not this much. this wasn't supposed to be happening to him. losing a best friend, the only best friend he had, wasn't something that he put on his checklist.
aji put a hand on albert's shoulder and pulled him into a hug.
"i'm grateful for you"
I GUESS i'm going to end it here for awhile. there is much more but i'll postpone them. just for you. i'll show some ekwin and denna also zilin on the next chapter. and the rest of the bands of course. CREYS BECAUSE AJI. anyway, songs are honestly- cary brothers, transalatricism- death cab for cutie, one and one is two- the beatles, i wish- one direction, last breath- paradise fears. see ya soon bitches.
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