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HIM ALL ALONG RESCUE FOR TROUBLE
WENDY: I drove through my gates with a sleeping Frederick by my side. He didn't move a slight throughout the entire drive, likely worn out from the troubles at the care home. I couldn't help but feel sorry for him; the elderly at the care home never seemed to know when to give a rest and he, as a nice fellow, never called for one.As my headlights illuminated the driveway, the beauty of my peaceful surroundings came into view along with the programmed lamps that ignite only on my drive in. Everything glistened as if it were daylight, causing Frederick to squint his eyes in response."Too bright," he mumbled sleepily from the seat beside me. I couldn't help but smile at his childlike movements.The downpour persisted, and the weather had become unpleasant. While the front entrance of my house provided easy access, I decided to take the back route to the underground garage to shield us from the rain.I parked right behind my Bentley and Frederick groaned as he slowly woke up. He raised
HIM ALL ALONG THE MOMENT I FELL
WENDY:My kitchen and utensils were as surprised to see me as I was to see them. I had abandoned them for take-outs since forever, and here I was, finally reconnecting with them.Unfortunately, there wasn't much in the refrigerator except eggs and a jar of corn smash."That will do."I settled for an omelet and some corn meal. Once I finished preparing the food, I set the table and was about to call Frederick down for dinner when I saw him descending the stairs, shining brighter than the solar.He had taken off his ugly glasses and had done something to his hair. His curls sparkled in the stylish half bun he had created. The baggy pants gave him a fashionable look, more better than a model review, and his loose cotton blouse hung sexily off his shoulder.He looked more appetizing than my burnt omelet."You look... nice.""And so are those before me."He is a forward type, I see.I raised an eyebrow in confusion. Although I had a clue as to where he was heading with his comment."Don't
HIM ALL ALONG SEX AND LOVE
WENDY:"Huh?"Frederick chuckled, finding my opposition amusing, while I did not. Rather than apologies, I'd prefer gratuities. "Then, should I reward you for agreeing to sleep with me?""I didn't realize I agreed to sleep with you as well.""Hey!" He caught onto the joke and blushed. "I never thought of you as someone who tells corny jokes.""I don't."I don't tell jokes, let alone corny ones. It is only periodic I am interested in entertaining Frederick, hence he sees me as a comedian.At once, Frederick rose and came before my face, surprising me by his action. "I could give you a kiss as a reward."I suppressed my fluttered stance and withdrew my head from his closeness. "I might consider that, except I don't appreciate someone who goes around giving kisses as rewards.""Who says I go around giving kisses for rewards?""Well, you just offered one."His face softened, and I could sense his reachable bitterness. "I offered it because it's you," his words came in whispers.That was m
HIM ALL ALONG A NIGHT TO KEEP
WENDY:I kicked against my suspicions as I watched him hide under me, recovering from the unintended slice I gave him. No, it can't be. Frederick stroked me a while ago without uneasiness, nothing had shown he hadn't done it before.Or possibly, I am wrong. Perhaps he is yet to do it just like his hole portrayed.If it is so, Frederick dear me! Had handled the pierce strongly.I lifted his legs and adjusted in between him again. His shut eyes were baseless, with no sign of objection nor fear. I took my chances and thrust in for a second replay."Arrrgh!""Are you alright?" I withheld. His poor face flattened and I could see traces of teardrops at the corner of his eyes."I am alright.""Do you want me to stop?""You said you won't.""Hey!""No. Don't stop."He exhaled slowly. I could feel the tension in his body yet he urged me to continue.Frederick's flirts and expertise made me think he wasn't new to sex life until I attempted twice in difficulty to go into him; he was narrow an
HIM ALL ALONG OUT OF HIDES
NICHOLAS:I welcome myself to the vibrant warmth of the silent morning as I throttle through the exuberant city to my apartment. I ride steadily, engulfing the freshness of the atmosphere which is different from that of the countryside.The city had maintained its radiance even in my absence. It has increased, I do say, as I notice the new large billboard of 'Lucky Roggers,' a popular fashion model occupying the boulevard like he owns the sky.I arrived at my district a minute after eight. I had left home early to arrive at this decent hour on the plan of going for a quick job hunt before the end of the day. It is required I pick up a part-time job to sort my daily expenses and, most importantly, prepare for Elena's surgery.I can do anything. It is explicit that searching for a job may be challenging, but I intend to lie about my age and education level; my physique makes it believable. I look older than my age, and so I will portray myself as a responsible adult seeking a job.I keye
HIM ALL ALONG A MUST REUNION
NICHOLAS:About half an hour after I was compelled and intimidated by his voice to release my address, a knock along with the doorbell sounded all at once.I do not need to see their hands to know who had politely rang the bell and who wanted to pull the door off its knots by his knock.I swung the door open to Wendy, holding two bottles of red wine. He walked in like we jointly share the rent in his usual sophisticated outfit of pants and black shirt with the buttons, flared to the chest. His perfectly styled hair and impeccable scent filled my room which outshine the backdrop of my apartment at once.He glanced around the spacious living space, his cold expression matching his demeanor. I couldn't discern his thoughts, which contrasted with his outward appearance. Without uttering a word, he walked to a corner and made himself comfortable.Park remained at the door gawking me all over that I nearly got cursed with goosebumps."Damn you!" He made to walk in, but took a step back agai
HIM ALL ALONG NO MORE ABSENCE
NICHOLAS:School again.It went as usual, except for the part where I had to sit with Mrs. Crown to discuss my health and readiness to start classes. She went aboard to propose an excluded lesson if I am unable to take the presence of other students.I declined.Her grave concern explains the depth of Dr. Ray's report to her, and she continued her episodes of speeches, which gave me many analyses of what the doctor had said to her.I returned to class with the assurance that I am out of danger which I knew she had partially accepted. She, however, isn't the cut of my problem, catching up with the missed lessons is. It proved to be difficult. Although I don't care about them, I still need to maintain good grades.Wendy, on the other hand, cares a lot. He is a bright and attentive student, the best in class. That's why he is popular and desired by everyone. His both wealthy and brilliant nature tripled the bonuses for his lucky would-be-boyfriend, which everyone strives to become.He ha
HIM ALL ALONG A DEAR FIGHT
Greg:"He's back!"The news spread like wildfire throughout the school. Nicholas had returned after two weeks and two days of absence. I kept count, yes, I stupidly did.While I was glad to see him back, it irked me to realize that I wasn't the only one eagerly awaiting his comeback.The students went into a frenzy upon hearing the announcement. Many of them rushed to the school perimeter to catch a glimpse of him.I could have joined them to watch his arrival, but Mr. Sam had driven us to school unusually early today, which meant Frederick and I were stuck in class while the prince returned."Hurry, we have to see him!"The students exclaimed, unabashed in their excitement. Without any hesitation, they dashed out of the classrooms.You see, we aren't stuck like I said. We could run out to see him too, but I dislike leaving my seat after morning assembly before the bell of class over, and Frederick has taken to my ideology.Despite the strong urge to join them, I remained seated, watch
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HIM ALL ALONG EPILOGUE
Nicholas spent the entire night pleasing Greg and trying not to say anything that had Rahul in it. Greg refused to stop talking about it anyway. He complained about how Nicholas couldn’t stop looking at and admiring Rahul. “You should have hugged and kissed him since you missed him so much,” he nagged. “Babe, I can’t kiss and hug your brother’s boyfriend.” “What if he wasn’t my brother’s boyfriend?” “Then he wouldn’t have appeared to make my fiance so jealous.” “I am not jealous. I am angry!” “Why?” Greg rolled his eyes and thought of the reason he was angry, and when he couldn’t confirm any, he shook funnily, went into the bathroom, and banged the door. "My love..." Nicholas knocked at the door. "Let me join you, okay?" "Go away, and prepare the couch! You will sleep there tonight!" "Sweedy..." "Two nights!" Nicholas couldn’t raise the topic of their tomorrow's supposed wedding. Instead, he waited for weeks until Greg came to terms that Rahul would only be his
HIM ALL ALONG MARKING A LIFE PARTNER
GREG: “Attention, ladies and gentlemen,” Nicholas’ voice erupted through the speakers and everyone unleashed their attention to him. “Thank you." “What is he doing?” I asked Frederick. “I hope it is not what I am thinking.” “My name is Nicholas,” he echoed. “Ehh, I am not a public talker; stage fright is real, so please, reduce the attentiveness.” Everyone laughed at his silly humor. “It is happening,” Frederick blurted out. “Yeah, and it is going to be fun.” “Greg…" “Just listen.” Damn it! Frederick is disturbing. “First, I want to thank Mrs. Crown, Mrs. Freyet, Mr. Sam. Ms. Cecilia, Janie, and everyone for coming out today to celebrate the graduates. And congratulations to you all in that deserving gown; you did it!” The graduates cheered and clapped, including me. “Are you seriously clapping?” Frederick asked. “I am a graduate, Freddie.” I twisted to face him. “Okay, what is it?” “We should stop him.” “Why? he is doing fine.” “Wendy said something
HIM ALL ALONG MY WORTHY MAN
GREG: Time flies. A two-week stay-in vacation came and ended in a day. I rolled on every day wishing it would last a lifetime, yet, it didn’t. Each day with Nicholas is an unforgettable experience, and it hurts to see it over. It is alright, I will ask him to marry me. I am graduating soon and will propose then; waiting a few more days to own him forever won’t hurt too much. Nicholas is everything but the one to ask me to marry him. I have insisted on not moving in with him until we are married in the guise of knotting and pushing up his actions, but nothing has happened. He thinks it doesn’t matter. I spend nearly every day with him; what difference does it make? But I want it official. I am dying to upgrade from the boyfriend title, and it is clear the manifestation is my call. I make huge proposals in our relationship anyway; I asked him to be my boyfriend, and since he is waiting I ask him to marry me as well; I will. And I will do it before everyone. Meanwhile, I need t
HIM ALL ALONG EPISTLES OF ETERNAL LOVE
(FOUR YEARS LATER) NICHOLAS: “You ditched me.” Greg cried. “Is that even possible?” I missed his calls in an early queue for coffee. Getting back to the car, and seeing the notification, I decided to call him after dealing with the morning rush, but here I am, facing a trial of loving him less. “How do you explain missing my calls and still breathing fine?” “I didn’t survive. You are talking to my ghost.” “No jokes.” “Sweedy…” “You do care only about your clinic.” “Tell me to close down this fuvking clinic and I will. Just a word and it is over.” He chuckled at the other end of the phone. “No more fuvking word, Babe.” “I am fuvking trying.” “Fuvking try harder.” I laugh out loud, having a few nurses turn to me in admiration. I am a dentist, a successful one, in my magnificent clinic. I owe this achievement to the Waldeens and Lansey, who have in the past years, become a bosom friend. Despite returning to his country, we kept the communication nourished. My clinic didn’
HIM ALL ALONG WHEN DID WE GROW UP?
GREG: Preparation for Granny's late husband’s memorial went on. Since I didn't intend to embark on the trip, Mr. Ben would drive her to the countryside and return to the city. “He should stay all through, Dad.” I pleaded. I couldn’t have her alone in her home. With Nicholas in the city, attending his therapy, and Elena living with the doctors, Granny will have her enormous yard lonely and deserted. “Ben will be needed.” The last trip kept Mr. Ben in the countryside, and whereby I decided to use this holiday for a personal plot, Dad saw no reason Mr. Ben should stay back. “It is a remote area, Dad. Please, she shouldn’t be alone.” “Jerome would be helpful.” “But…” “Assign more help to her.” “Thank you.” I let it be. I comprehend Dad’s choices. Mr. Ben remains his most trusted and cherished driver; sharing him was for me. Dad also knows Mr. Ben has been more than a driver, and for such development, he’d prefer he patrol within my reach rather than away. Jerome dro
HIM ALL ALONG TO EVERY CHANCES AND CHANGES
NICHOLAS: My joy was evident. It had me doing extraordinary things. I wrote beyond the class lessons and every read textbook and marked my final paper as the best. Last night created that effect; having accessed Greg’s hole more than I hoped for was a grand experience — He was nothing like my past encounters. In addition to the news about Elena, my spirit elevated and circulated the air. Wendy and Park caught up on it and offered to join my visit to her. Greg climbed behind me, with Park and Frederick riding in Wendy’s car, we went to the hospital at the end of the examination. Everyone abandoned the students’ celebration to partake in my life. They chose to participate only in tomorrow’s graduation ceremony for the call to see Elena. We arrived at the hospital, eyes on us. Neatly uniformed D’caprias representatives alongside Greg Waldeen, is a topic and rouse. We got into the exclusive elevator together, against everyone’s curiosity, and ascended to the twelfth floor of the hospi
HIM ALL ALONG HOME TREAT
GREG: “Right now?!” “Hmmm." “We can stay here.” “Do you not want me in your room?” How do I explain his photos on my wall and every corner of my room? “I…” “We can stay here,” he said sadly. “Can I use the bathroom? Your father made me sweaty.” He tried to joke and appear cool, but I saw his disappointment. “I have a towel in my room. Would you like to use it?” “Yes, please.” That is it! Nothing beyond existence can happen. Finding out my obsession will only give me a moment of embarrassment. I turned to Nicholas and tried to warn him again. “Come on, Greg, open the door already.” “You must promise not to laugh or make a mock of me.” “What do you have in there? Nude postcards?” I opened the door to him and as Nicholas saw himself all over my life, he stood speechless. I knew it! He would see me as creepy and obsessive. He walked into the room, looking at the pictures with wide eyes and a mix of admiration. “Say something.” He ogled at me and went
HIM ALL ALONG ALL I EVER WANTED IS YOU
NICHOLAS: My face bleached at the curt reflection of sunlight, and I put out an arm for a shade, yawned, and rose from the pillow. “Arise and Shrink!” Park came loud and disturbing. He lifted the curtains to my face. I didn’t see but could hear in his voice all he had done. “Damn it…” I groaned and held my head from collapsing as I tried to open my eyes but felt them heavy. “Do you need some water?” Park isn’t asking out of care. He is threatening. He is ready to assist my waking with a bowl of water, and if I do not kick out this dizziness, I will have myself drenched and dripping. “Are you alright?” Wendy resonated deeper and consoling yet I was unimpressed. His voice lifted my drowsiness; I opened my eyes to him, leaning against the wall with arms and legs crossed, doubling my incertitude. “What is happening?” I stretched for better sight. “What is this ambush all about?” “Do you feel better?” “Why? Is something wrong with me?” I remember nothing except getti
HIM ALL ALONG LOVE TILL THE END OF TIME
GREG: Nothing is more satisfying than having Nicholas with me. He has proven his repentance, and if I were to choose, I see no reason for any discussion. All I want is to get back with him. Bringing him to school is secondary; I am not ashamed to voice it. “Where are we going?” I asked as we left the elevator to the building's car park. I know where we should go. We should be in his apartment, making up for the days apart rather than doing a bulky head of talk. “Anywhere.” He said. “Are you sure I can choose?” We indeed needed to talk. But that doesn’t mean we can’t after what I had in mind. If only he agrees I decide, I will lead us to a perfect location. “Greg, please.” Too bad, Nicholas is having it grim and strict. “Okay, serious head, we can drive to D’caprias if all you want to be is focused and determined.” “Shit!” He exclaimed and turned to me in horror. “Stop the car!” “What?!” “Pull over.” “What now?” I pulled to a pathway and Nicholas loosened his seat belt. “W
