"There he is!" My manager exclaimed and he pointed to a guy who was sitting alone in the sofa near at the stage. My eyes went wide when I recognized who that is.
"He will be your Best friend" my manager stated again.
"Zeus Sebastian?" I unconsciously said.
I take back what I said earlier. I can never be friends with him. I don't know why but I am nervous and I feel like my heart beat is increasing again. I can't even act properly when I am in front of him so what should I do?
"Oh, good you already know him" He said and I got confused
"Of course, I know him already. Didn't you send him to inform me earlier?" I asked.
"Huh? I didn't ask him to inform you, what are talking about?" my manager said.
"Never mind"
Is he being serious? Then why did he come to my apartment? Is there anyone told him to do that? I have too many questions that running through my mind but I just brush it off.
We came closer to him and my manager has this stupid creepy smile on his face.
"Good afternoon Mr. Sebastian" my manager greeted him and I just looking at them.
Zeus looked at us but more like looking at me. He stands up at the sofa and greeted back.
"Good afternoon" He politely greeted us, but he is not smiling. He still cute though.
"By the way, He is Matthew Styles and he will gonna be your best friend in the series. So you have to get along." My manager explains again.
He just nodded and he looked at me.
Dug-Dug
Oh no... that feelings again. What's up with this creature and he can make me nervous like this?
"I'll leave the both of you now and please do your work." My manager said then he left eventually.
We are left alone here. I can't say a word.
"Matthew" he called me and I snapped out of my thoughts.
"Uh-h Yeah?" I ask stuttering. Shit! What the hell is wrong with my mouth? I look like a crap now. Darn it.
"Here you go again, you spaced out again." He stated and giggles. How many times did I say that he is cute? I am not sure how many times now but DAMN! He is cute.
"Ah, sorry" I apologize and I unconsciously rub my nape.
"Nah, you are already like that earlier, Please sit beside me and let's talk" he suggested and I sat beside him.
Speaking of earlier, this is my chance to ask him now.
"Uhm, if you wouldn't mind, can I know why I did you come to my apartment earlier?" I asked.
He seems bothered when I asked him. He is looking down and I think he don't wanna tell me about it.
"Ah! Nevermind! Don't answer if you don't wanna" I said.
"No! Well I- I came to your apartment by my own decision. I'm sorry I lied earlier" He said while fidgeting his fingers.
So, is he implying that he is worried about me? But he said earlier that he doesn't have any care about his co-actors. What's up with him?
"It's okay. At least you worried about me." I said and I scoot closer to him, but he still looking down.
He lifts up his face. This is the most embarrassing moment I ever have with my life! Except with my childhood memories. We almost kissed oh my god!
"I-I'm sorry!" I apologize again.
I am blushing now. It's very embarrassing. I didn't know that he will lift up his face and it will closer like that!
"Nah, Well you are special that's why" He answered me.
I can't take it anymore! Is there any limit how a person can be cute? This is totally insane! Jesse is right. I am the dumbest person in the world! What the hell are feelings? It's my first time having this kind of feelings. What should I do?
"Matthew, you're spacing out again" He stated.
"I'll find out soon" I thinking out loud.
"What?"
Shit.
I am here at the grocery store. Buying some stuff for my apartment. I didn't expect that I will run out of foods and other materials for my apartment. I think it was very long time when I bought groceries in my old apartment. Geez I hate buying alone. If Matthew is not busy he would probably the one buying this for me. I sigh heavily because now I think maybe I am a big burden to him. Wait! Matthew loves Filipino dishes maybe I can cook some. I am in the section of vegetable. I wonder if I can cook a Filipino dish likePakbetorchapsuibut at least I can make a food for myself. I am just randomly picking vegetables when I bumped into someone. "Sorry sir" It is guy maybe a college student and he is looking down at me with his furrowed eyebrowrs.
Did I give Oliver a ring before? I can't remember when wai- that means the ring I saw in his hand before was actually the ring I gave him? But I can't recall a thing. "S-sorry I can't remember that he-he-he," I said. "Hmm, too bad, I was eager to know it," He said while pouting. I just awkwardly laugh and we chat more about our personal life. I learned that he is a model so he was in that kind of disguise. I told him that I am a writer but I didn't tell him my pen name. We chat and chat until we finished drinking our coffee. "Are you going home now?" He asked because I stand in my position. "Yeah, you can come if you want" I i
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What the heck is his problem? Why Troy is weirdly looking at me? It didn't alarm me so I shrugged it off and let him go inside. I guide him into my living room we sit across from each other. "How's your work?" Troy asked me. "I am currently the prologue, and I will write it later since I am really tired now," I answered with a bored tone "Oh, really?" He said, and I am not really comfortable with how he looks at me. "By the way, what are you doing here?" I asked him because was all too sudden. "I came here because I just want to see you" he stated. After he said that, we become so quiet. Troy is really weird today, what's with
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I woke up 11 in the morning. It was still early so to kill time I think I can make the plot on my next book now. I don't have any Idea what to write but I want to have a different genre. Maybe I can write Boys love story, but I don't know what kind of love story is happening between two male. I go to my living room and grab my pen and paper. Wait! What the heck is happening in my head? Why do I want to write a Boys love story? Could it be that I am --- again? "Shit no way!" I yelled while pulling my hair until I felt pain. Shit. I can't have those feelings right now. Now that— RIIIIIING— "Hello?" I answered the call. It was un
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