Will
— What? Did you dream about me?
— Did I say that? It's not me...
— You did, but… — Before I finish my sentence, his phone goes dead, and that unbearable sound echoes in my ear. There's no way Nate could have hung up the phone in my face!
I really can't believe he did that. Tried calling back but the phone seems to be off, won't ring. If I was already shaken, I was even more so after his confessions. What does he want? Drive me crazy or something? He said he dreamed of me, and maybe he was embarrassed by what he said, or by the dream? This way I can't sleep. Breathe, close your eyes, tomorrow you need to be very relaxed, because the day will be long...
But how was that dream? Was mine done?
Will, you need sleep!
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The shooting day was intense, I couldn't talk to Nate, he seemed to avoid me. When I left the set, my body was just asking for a bed. I went straight to the parking lot. I start the car, but something is wrong, it won't start. Fuck, what's going on? I get out of the car, slam the door, and hear someone speak.
— What happened, Will? — Nate asks and approaches.
— The car won't start, and I'll have to call a taxi, or at worst, call the family driver! — he looks at me without quite understanding the reason for my reaction, and smiles.
— Because of this, you almost break your car door? Why don't you call the tow truck?
— Almost one o'clock in the morning? No, better leave it here, and tomorrow the trailer will come...
— Do you want a ride? — he talks and looks at me shyly, it seems that lately I don't see that intimidating look anymore, what's up with him?
— I want!
— But it's not an imported car!
— Funny... — I grimaced and smiled, he did the same.
As soon as I get in his car I remember that day, he was nervous, and he fumbled with the belt. If my cell phone hasn't rung, would we have kissed? Stop thinking nonsense!
We went along the way talking about the scenes we shot, but there was an awkwardness between us, and suddenly he was silent, and so was I. But I need to lighten this mood.
— Nate...
— What?
— Don't have music? — is always welcome.
— Feel free to put something to play!
I take out my cell phone, and coincidentally the first one that appears in the random one moves me, and just like the lyrics, my heart beats out of control when I look at it.
The car stopped just before the big iron gate.
— It's here? he asks, and I stare at him nodding my head positively. — I've always passed by here, I never imagined it to be a house, because of the high wall and this huge gate, I thought it was a factory!
— No, it's a house! — I say and look at him. — Nate...
— What?
— You said yesterday that you dreamed of me, and...
— Will… I think I said too much, I had been drinking, and…
-— All right! — I put my hand on my belt as he watches me, and his hand quickly touches mine. -— What's it?
— Okay... It's a lie, I didn't drink! I really dreamed about you the day I read some chapters of the novel again to better understand Thirasak's feelings for Wanchai, and the car scene stayed in my mind!
— What car scene?
— The one where their most intense first kiss happens, they kiss in the car, and the descriptions are pretty hot, and I figured it was me… — he looks nervous, and I am even more so, my heart is beating too fast.
— Did you imagine the two of us, and then dream? That's it? — I worked up the courage to ask, but not in the least to look at him.
— Will...
— What? — I ask, and finally look at him.
There's something different about his gaze, I don't know what it is... I just know his eyes are looking at me intensely, but without that intimidating tone, it's something... Ah, what am I doing? I can't look at him, it makes me too vulnerable, and it makes my heart beat too fast. We didn't say anything to each other, we just looked.
Nate bites his lip, leaving me completely lost, then unbuckles his seat belt, slowly advances toward me, I suddenly feel very insecure. He unhooks my belt and leans in even closer, his face just inches from me, he leans in and his lips touch mine slowly. He stops, stares at me, and I have nothing else to do, I close my eyes and surrender to the moment.
The tip of his hot tongue penetrates my mouth. Her lips touch mine with intensity. The tip of his tongue moves maliciously, and it drives me crazy. How well kiss that damn! His tongue plays inside my mouth, he sucks on my bottom lip. Nate, what the fuck are you doing to me? This is too good...
He pulls away from my lips, stares at me with lustful eyes, and tells me in a soft way that's barely audible, and makes me feel so light.
— I've wanted to do this for a while, but I didn't have the courage...
— Me too!
I cup her face, touch her lips hard, and insert my tongue into her mouth. Even if I wanted to stop, my mind no longer obeys any orders. Our kiss becomes intense, I bite his lower lip softly, and again my tongue asks for passage, and his intertwines with mine. I'm too hot, and a hand holds my head, his fingers tug at my hair, and it drives me crazy. Fuck, what is he doing to me?
Reason tells me to stop, but I don't want to. His hand moves down to my abdomen, lifts my shirt, and caresses me. I feel like I need to stop, I start to feel intense heat, I can't breathe properly, my heart is pounding, and my dick seems to give a sign of life. Damn, I'm in front of my house!
We need to stop, he drives me crazy. As we kiss, I feel his hands reach for the zipper of my pants, it makes me even harder. I can't... Someone might surprise us!
— Stop, stop... I'm in front of my house! — as I speak, he looks at me pleadingly.
— I know you want the same thing as me... We can go to my place! — her pleading look continues, and is accompanied by a honeyed voice.
Before I can answer, someone knocks on the car window. We look in the same direction, and there she is, with her accusing gaze. My mom.
Will“Mom, I...”My breath quickens, I open my eyes and realize that it was all a dream. I sit up in bed, my breathing still rapid. I take a deep breath and try to calm down. A feeling of frustration washes over me. It's not possible that this was all a dream, it was so real! My fingers touch my lips, I close my eyes and the whole scene plays out in my mind. If I keep having dreams like that, I'll go crazy.I leave the dressing room straight to the recording set. I walk there with great anxiety, we will record the kiss scene, and the kisses we exchanged in this last dream don't leave my head. I arrive on set, and the scene takes place in Wanchai's room, and Nate is sitting on the bed talking
WillThe kiss scene was re-shot four more times, P'Tan looked dissatisfied and wanted multiple angles of the kiss, Nate didn't complain, and I didn't. But the seemingly desperate, wild way it took my mouth ended up leaving marks, my bottom lip bruised and a little swollen. Despite that, I'm not going to lie, I enjoyed the feel of his mouth touching mine, I maintained enormous self-control. Congratulations, Will!I left the set, looking for some ice so it wouldn't swell even more. I walk down the long hallway until I reach the dressing room door. In the corner there is a fridge, I open it and there is no ice, I ask the makeup artists where there is ice, and one of them tells me I should look for the cafeteria, or the production room. I leave the dressing room, and I almost bump into the person who wanted to devour my mouth.
WillThe feeling of emptiness still settled inside me, Nate's words echoing in my mind. "I'm straight, I'm straight!", "I was always sure of that, but now... No, it's wrong!", and it makes me think about so many things, everything I believed before, his speech is the same as mine, it was... I don't believe it anymore. I remember my older sister, Sunee, who once told me how hard it was to accept that she liked girls, how wrong she thought she was, and how liberating it was for her when she was finally able to experience her love.I can't lie, I've lied before when I was interested in a boy in the past, I'm not that 17 year old anymore, four years have passed, I feel a slight reg
WillThe argument with my parents made me more vulnerable. My night was terrible, their words hurt me, I thought about so many things, about my sister Sunee, about my acting career, about the series, about my character, and especially about Nate. I walk slowly, I feel like I'm dragging myself to the dressing room, I think I should have stayed home.— Good morning, girls! I say, the girls smile, and they all answer me, I sit down while one of them takes care of my skin. She looks at me, stops, and speaks.— What 's? You're always smiling, you look downcast!— It's nothing, I'm just a little tired! — As I say this, someone enters the dressing room, greets people, and I
WillAnd I couldn't finda safe havenTell me would you let me cryOn your shoulder?I'm only twenty years old, and all this time I was led to believe that many things were wrong, and I never questioned myself, after all my parents were my guides, and as a good son who obeys everything without question, I always did what they wanted . All this until I understood that something important to me, like acting classes, was something unimportant, and would not bring anything relevant to my life, according to them.I continued with drama classes, and this was the first time I disobeyed, however I let myself be influenced by the
Will— So I just need to get my camera... Will you wait for me? I shake my head in a positive sign.It doesn't take long for him to return bringing his camera, something I've discovered recently, he loves to photograph, usually very random things. I look at him, he smiles, and puts the object in the backseat, looks at me and we continue our journey into the unknown, at least for me.— What do you intend? Can you tell me where we're going?— You're very impatient, but that's okay! Tell me something, what do you know about Bangkok?— Some temples,
WillIt's so obvious how uncomfortable he is, and the only thing I want to do is tease him even more.— What's the problem? Do you seem uncomfortable with what I said? I ask innocently.— Uncomfortable with what? He responds a little harshly, and doesn't look at me.— Because I said that you think I'm beautiful. I say, smile and he finally looks at me.— And what... What's the problem with finding you beautiful? I don't see any problem with that!— I also
WillMy car was in the parking lot of the Mall which is right in front of Ratchada Rot Fai. So before we went in, I asked him if he wanted to drive, but he just shook his head no. Ever since I teased him about him doing me good, which is still true, Nate hasn't said anything else, and it's been bothering me.— Nate, what's the problem? Did I say something that hurt you? I say and stare at him before starting the car.— It is not alright!— It's not okay, you're quieter than when we first met... I need to know what happened! — although I have a slight suspicion.—