I woke up to a call from an unknown number, groggily answering it with my eyes half-closed."Hello?" I lazily said while yawning."Good morning, kissable lips." I immediately jolted awake upon hearing those words."Who is this?" I asked, my eyes widening, though I already had a good guess as to who was calling."My day is now complete after hearing your voice," I was taken aback by the certainty in his voice, sure to have a wide grin on his face as he spoke to me.I heard him breathe on the other end of the line, sending shivers down my spine."Dawzon.." I uttered, rolling my eyes and returning to lie down."So, when is our date?" he asked.I couldn't help but curse, sitting up again upon hearing that. Yes, I agreed to a date with him.I heard him chuckle lightly at my curse."Don't tell me you've already forgotten; I did you a favor, right?" I tightened my grip on my cellphone upon hearing his words. Now I regret agreeing to that date, especially since Dad hadn't even come home.I la
Until I lay down, I wasn't able to sleep after what happened with Dawzon earlier. I deeply regret agreeing to change clothes right in front of him.I looked up at the nightstand when I heard my cellphone ring.My heart was racing as I saw his familiar number. I covered myself with a blanket because I couldn't bring myself to answer the call.I feel embarrassed and unsure of how to face him tomorrow.Heavy eyes blinked open the next morning, feeling under the weather due to what I read yesterday. Nevertheless, I forced myself to get up, take a shower, and head downstairs for breakfast."Mom, what time did you come home last night?" I asked her as I ate the omelette she made."Maybe around ten, there was traffic in San Gabriel," she simply replied.I nodded at her and continued eating."Your car is already here, you can use it now," she said as he stood up to get some juice from the fridge.I bit my lip and nodded, feeling once again indebted to Dawzon for having my car fixed. Oh right,
While I couldn't help but watch them, I couldn't shake off the scene from yesterday with Dawzon in my room.I shook my head to clear my mind before deciding to enter our room."Lara, are you feeling better now?" Terry asked, concern evident on her face."I'm okay."I was distracted by the arrival of Rexon, who took his seat."Did you hear? Karen and Christine had a confrontation!" Japs, who was sitting beside me, shared."Really? What happened?" Terry quickly inquired."They had an argument, and get this, Papa Dawzon arrived like a Knight in shining armor, pulled Christine away," Japs said, gesturing with her hands as she recounted the scene."Really? That Karen will get from me!" Terry exclaimed."Let's not get involved," I intervened in Terry's plan."What were they fighting about?" she asked Japs."As usual, who else is the campus playboy? Dawzon!" Japs rolled her eyes.I adjusted my seat and pretended to be busy on my cell phone."That Karen is so flirtatious, she already has Dext
"Daydreaming, huh?" I glanced at Terry, who sat beside me. "Who are you thinking about?" She broke the silence. "Hmm... can't decide?" "Neither of them," I replied irritably, turning my gaze back to the open field. "Okay, fine!" She suddenly stood up as if she was about to leave, but I stopped her. "Oh, have you made a choice?" She asked with a broad smile before sitting back beside me. "No, not yet," I answered again. "Is there a problem?" She scrutinized me as if trying to read my thoughts. I shook my head at her before returning my gaze to the field, now filling up with people as Alex's soccer practice was about to begin. "Is it Dawzon?" My heart ached a bit at the thought of him. No, Lara, it can't be him. "Hmm... don't tease me, I know you! " She raised an eyebrow at me. I wanted to say Rexon's name, but how could I, when he hadn't made any move to get closer to me or for me to let him know that I liked him. "He is getting on my nerves," I said heavily, r
I shift my gaze to the bed and couldn't be visited by sleep after coming home from our date. Reluctantly, I recall the tender kisses from Dawzon, unable to resist closing my eyes as I reminisce the sweetness of that moment.My cellphone buzzes, and I swiftly grab it. It's a text from Dawzon."Goodnight my beautiful Belle."A smile forms on my lips upon reading the message, but soon, doubts cloud my mind, and one after the other, I shake my head."No! He's a certified playboy, a womanizer, a deceiver, and most of all, he'll only add you to his list of conquests," I softly utter before promptly deleting his message.I can't afford to fall for someone like him, I firmly remind myself before closing my eyes for a much-needed rest.Hurrying to my first class, I’m late this morning.The fault lies with that Dawzon. I couldn't sleep, replaying our date from last night, especially the unexpected kiss we shared.I disregard the judgmental stares from a group of students as I pass by the covere
I find it hard to breathe because of how close he is to me. My heart races and my breath hitches as he moves closer and closer. I find myself closing my eyes and leaning back on the sofa set as he brushes against me. I know this is wrong, but how can I resist him? I can't seem to hold onto my principles when he quickly breaks down my walls. His sweet, fiery kiss makes my heart flutter. My stomach churns as if his kiss is all I need right now. I let out a satisfied moan as he grips my nape and pulls me closer to him. I am intoxicated so boldly I respond to his kisses. I realize I have no strength to resist him, not in this intense moment. But he suddenly lets me go, and we both catch our breath as we separate. "Damn those sexy lips," he huskily utters. I swallow slowly as he gradually moves away from me. "I need a quick shower, just need to cool off." My back leans against the sofa as he exits. I bite my lip and thank him for stopping whatever could have happened. I
I glanced down at the hand that Christine pulled."Why are you here?" Christine asked me with a furrowed brow, her smile leaving me unsure if it was genuine or not."I'm with Dad and Mom," I replied softly.I was overcome with intense nervousness as I felt Dawzon's satisfied gaze at my uneasiness."Hon, let's go!" Christine said to Dawzon, but he didn't budge and continued to look away from me."Dawzon!" Christine insisted."Are you sure you're okay?" Dawzon asked me after scanning me with his eyes."Y-yes, I'm fine!" I stuttered and looked away.He just nodded and turned away to leave. I followed them with my gaze, feeling almost suffocated.Perfect, Dawzon! I muttered to myself before they disappeared from my sight.Is the world really this small for us? I whispered to myself while shaking my head.I took a deep breath before deciding to enter the venue. I immediately looked for Mommy and Daddy, who were now dancing in the center.I watched them happily from my corner seat. The wait
The world seemed to have lost its vibrancy. My eyes, heavy with a weariness that went beyond the usual exhaustion of a college student, felt as if they were perpetually draped in a veil of gray. My actions were listless, a mere shadow of my usual energetic self. My mind, consumed by a whirlwind of emotions, couldn't even register the words our professor was spewing."Ms. Montellano!"The sharp sound of his voice, accompanied by the weight of his hand slamming onto my desk, jolted me back to reality. I blinked, startled, my cheeks flushing with shame. "I'm sorry, sir," I mumbled, my voice barely a whisper.Japs, my ever-vigilant classmate, turned to me with a frown."Sleeping while in my class is strictly prohibited!" Mr. Colminar voice was laced with anger, his veins seeming to bulge with frustration."I'm sorry, sir! It won't happen again," I said, my voice trembling. I bowed my head, my heart sinking with embarrassment."It really won't happen again! Now get out of my class!" he roa