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I FEEL LIKE CRAZY
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GREG: I turned to meet the most handsome male on record, standing at the entrance, staring at me with great affection. He couldn’t hide it. I saw it, and I feel contended that he has such an impression of me. He descended the stairs, covered with red carpets, and stood at the foot of the room. From above, he looked the same tall and challenging. Nicholas’ physique is intimidating, and he knows about it. He didn’t dress up like me, yet he looked more attractive in his black jeans, torn on both knees, and the black t-shirt protected with a black jacket. His shoes were black, and so was his belt. Those shades of black gave him an idol look, and I melted in its effect. Nicholas wore no accessories while I clad up in a fancy wristwatch and diamond neckwear plastered to my neck, which reflected in between the open buttons of my shirt. He began elevating to me, and without realizing I was moving restlessly on my seat, I gripped my pants. His every step took a breath from me, and I imagi
HIM ALL ALONG BEHIND THE CURTAINS
GREG: It kept coming in bits. Flashes of the kidnap and the stranger refused to cease since my date with Nicholas. The memories were rebound, and I couldn’t surpass a day without embracing solemnity. As messy as it was, I developed an unusual gust. I had always felt differently about the incident; the rape label had never been the tag until recently. Hurtful feelings about that day arose to settle in me. I couldn’t explain it, but my heart tends to break now. Perhaps I should have pushed the incident to the cops, as was suggested by James. Yet, when I think of it, I feel my decision to absorb the pain of pleasure was right. Aiish! I feel insane. Waking up and being engulfed by the chapters of my dark adventure should be a sign to skip school. Except I must go. To return to my fancy date with Nicholas is an advanced reason to be at D’Caprias. Amid the undealt memories of my dark tale, I had lived my previous week happily. Dates with Nicholas aren’t such a couple dress up and din
HIM ALL ALONG NO BOTTOM, NO TOP
GREG: Nicholas’ question put me off. I couldn’t make a meaning out of it and why he would want me to do something that looks right to be done by him. I haven’t explored my sexual take-ins and outs. I do not know if I want to top Nicholas, if I can go over him, I do not know any of these. “Greg…?” He stood at his full height, and I couldn’t believe such a giant wanted me in him. Nicholas must be crazy. “I would prefer the other way.” I have experienced the other position. Although unprepared and painful, it wasn’t bad. I liked it. I know I did. Even after declaring I would keep a top position due to the pain, I attest to preferring the bottom position for the pleasure of being fucked. “How do you know which to prefer? Have you taken both positions before?” “Yes…No,” I stammered. “I mean, no. I haven’t dug into anyone. I do not know how that goes.” “Do you not want to do me?” Nicholas turned gentle and submissive, a personality I hadn’t seen in him before, one that looked like
HIM ALL ALONG MY FAMOUS BOY
NICHOLAS: The buzzing persisted. I barely hold to my sleep. The sounds from my cell phone kept increasing and disturbing, and I reached it in frowns to pour my annoyance on the caller. “What?” I snugged in anger without looking to see who the caller may be. “D’caprias is on fire, and you are in bed, Mr. Albert!” “What the hell?” “Check the school platform.” Wendy’s voice came better than Park’s. It is only 6:52 in the morning. How on earth are these two together? They should be. Park has become the discarded sheep since Wendy and I got ourselves some happiness. Oh! I wish him a partner. I hope he finds a heartthrob to spare us the naggings and headaches. Yesterday, Park fought viciously, insisting we spend some time together, and we ended our day in his club, with him, doing the karaoke. Wendy and I sat attentively to his demands, clapping and moving heads to his croaked voice. We gave him a moment. We compensated him for being occupied lately with our boyfriends by giving him
HIM ALL ALONG PLEASE UNLIKE ME
POV LAROZO: It is alright if you dislike me. I don’t give an ear about your impression of me either. Hate or love me; the worries rest upon yourself. Except for him, I do not care if anyone likes or dislikes me. He has threatened to cease his availability, and it hasn’t been smooth living with his words. I do not want Lucky away from me. I would go insane if he hated me; I would jump off a cliff. Coming to break my heart with his anger kept me crying all day. I am a croaked shadow of myself, yet I couldn’t wave Lucky’s threats. “I have always known you to be selfish, only I did not know you were this terrible,” he bellowed. Lucky has failed to see I cannot live without his love. He refused to understand I did it because I wanted him all to myself. I was jealous. I thought I was losing him to Greg Bolt. I do not want to lose Lucky. He doesn’t want to see he is the only thing keeping me eager to live on. “You are hurting me.” I pleaded with all eagerness for him to stop raining
HIM ALL ALONG PUSHED TO HELL
LAROZO: How can I hate him? How can I not want him coming back to me? I didn’t believe Lucky would stay away due to my frivolous words. I regret it, except he isn’t here to hear me force it out of my guts. My outburst caused me damage. Lucky deserted. He became too busy to reply to my messages, and with each call I made, I got channeled to his manager. His frequent replies kept me in check, ere he deemed himself unreachable and made my life boring. Seeking just anything to make my life fun and engaging, I took to sexual satisfaction. The fun of having sex with D’caprias boys, Nicholas to mention, was a blast. At first, I found Nicholas challenging and intriguing. There is something about him that is unexplainable and makes anyone want to know him more. Not because he is handsome, savoring, and quite a figure; he is self-bearing and strangely lovable. Nicholas may be tough-looking, but I have caught him smiling at different times. He never passes the school drama queens without
HIM ALL ALONG I AM NOT SORRY
LAROZO: I didn’t understand the concept of being sent away for Greg Bolt and hence took a fight to his diminishing self. The pretty boy didn’t flinch at my flames. He lashed his reserve and left me with a broken nose. His retaliation got me subjected. His audaciousness verily had Lucky captivated. And the clarity of it drove me to insanity. I am not so fearful myself. I am way better to say. A scholarship boy has nothing comparable to me, or so I thought. Only bringing a fight upon him resulted in an angry Lucky steaming my bedroom. “What is wrong with you?” He questioned the second I pushed the door open. “Not now.” “You shouldn’t have hurt him, Larozo!” He had managed to hear about the fight and was seated, waiting for my return. “I had a bad day. The last thing I want is you adding to it.” I stripped on his watch and changed into a more comfortable outfit than the choking D’caprias uniform. I saw Lucky flickered. I saw his lashes fluttered and cheeks bloated. I confirm I w
HIM ALL ALONG A BILLIONAIRE SON
GREG: Faith in Lucky is consuming. I believe in his purity and empathy. He wouldn’t hurt me. A trustworthy prince like Lucky Rogers is incapable of causing harm to anyone. “Lucky can’t do that.” James sounded firm as well. He called when he caught my pictures flying the internet. After being fed with the story, he maintained that Lucky did nothing of such and no one should confront him about it, or he would have the house ablaze on his return. Dad didn’t take it lightly. He kept calling who-knows-all, requesting all my pictures eradicated from the internet. He made to send me to the States if I hadn’t refused to run away. I did nothing wrong. It is an exposure and a new life to adapt to; I won’t hide from it. I won’t abandon Nick and everyone I have come to connect with, Nicholas’ friends and my angry best friend. I will learn to deal with them all. “I will stay,” I maintained on the last call from Dad. “I won’t move.” “Your ticket is extended. Tell me when you change your mind
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- HIM ALL ALONG TO EVERY CHANCES AND CHANGES
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