“Come on, Ai, please. This will be fun, I promise!” Daisy said, almost begging. She has been asking me to join their group date. She has two other friends from her class joining the said date. I don’t know why she’s asking me when she can ask someone else from her class. She knows I don’t do this kind of stuff.
“I already said no,” I replied as I continued walking faster. I still have to go to the Library because it’s my free time. I’d rather do some homework than waste my time on other things. Daisy kept on following me, even if she still has a class and is now running late. “Aira please,” she pleaded again, this time in an even sadder tone. “Can’t you just grant me this, just this time? Please? You know, my crush will be there and I just want you to meet him, and maybe you can check him out for me?” I stopped from walking and she did too. Daisy looked at me with her pleading eyes. “And you really want me to check him out for you? Are you sure?” “Why not? You’re good when it comes to judging people,” she said innocently. “You’re crazy.” Daisy laughed. “Well, it’s true. You’re good when it comes to recognizing red flags.” “So basically, you just wanted me there to see if your crush’s good for you or not?” I clarified. “Yes?” She replied. She even smiled sweetly at me. “You have a date, too, you know? My friend said he’s from the College of Medicine,” she added. She wiggled her brows at me. Like that would make me say yes. I snorted as I continued walking, Daisy still tailing me. “From Med? Do they even have time to date?” I queried. I thought they’re busy people. I always see Med students in the Library and I see how thick their books are. “Well, the guy for you will be there so I believe he’s free,” she replied. “My friend told me he’s pretty smart, so that’s probably why he has a lot of time. You know, smart people like you don’t really have a hard time studying. You absorb information like you’re just inhaling them,” she added. She then linked her arms to mine. “Please? This will be your birthday gift for me. I won’t ask for anything.” “Tell me, how important is that date for you?” I questioned. Well, it must be very important that she’s willing to beg for it. If I tell her to kneel, she’ll probably kneel. That’s how desperate she is. “The future father of my future babies depends on this date, Ai,” she answered. She said those words sincerely like it really matters a lot. I snorted again. “Please, Ai. This will really help a lot. You will contribute so much to my happiness, I promise.” She has already said a lot of excuses just for me to say yes. “Okay,” I just said, so she would stop. This is just tonight and that’s just for what… an hour or two hours tops? Whatever. Additionally, she’s already late for her class so this madness has to stop. “Now, go to your class. God, you’re tardy again. You're shameless, aren't you?” Daisy jumped and screamed in joy. She was also smiling so widely it could light up the whole world. “Thank you, Ai! You’re the best!” She even hugged me. “I’ll see you later!” She added before finally running towards her building, hopefully. Daisy really knows how to make me agree to things. She knows I have a soft spot for her and she uses it so well. - “Wow, chocolates again? Can I have this instead? I know you’re not going to eat it anyway,” Daisy said when she saw the chocolates on my table. She’s probably done with her class that’s why she’s here in the Library. She doesn’t really stay here unless I’m here. She’s not much of a Library person. We’ll be having lunch together today, like almost always. Good thing she came. If not, for sure I won’t be able to have lunch. I always lose track of time whenever I bury myself in books or school work. “You can have that,” I just said, referring to the chocolates. “This is from Charles, right?” She queried. Well, who else? “Yeah,” I replied. I started picking up my stuff and put whatever I can put in my bag. When I stood up, Daisy followed. “Don’t you think it’s best to tell Charles that he doesn’t stand a chance for you? I feel like the guy’s still thinking he has a chance when he clearly doesn’t,” Daisy stated as we were heading to the exit. “I already told him a million times, Daisy. I don’t like giving false hope to anyone. But he just doesn’t listen. I’m not sure if he understood what I told him. The guy’s too persistent and it’s scaring me,” I rambled. I can still vividly remember how his eyes turned dark in anger when I said I would never like him. I tried explaining things to him before but he seemed deaf when it came to hearing me. I’ve used kind words- words that are hardly offensive, like I’m talking to a child. Still, he didn’t stop. I tried telling him directly to the point and God, he’s still pursuing me. I just don’t understand. Is English that hard to understand? “What will you do, then?” “I don’t know. I’m kinda lost, Daisy,” I replied truthfully. I have already exhausted all ways of rejecting him. What does he want me to do, shout at him in public, in front of a lot of people? Hell, no. That would be embarrassing for the both of us. As much as possible, I want to reject him nicely and privately. I was carrying a thick book when I realized my backpack still has space for this particular book. So I opened it to put my book inside. “I don’t-” I wasn’t able to finish what I was about to say because a hard object bumped into me. Well, it’s not an object, it was a person! “Are you okay? I’m so sorry,” the guy who just bumped into me quickly said while helping me stand up. I could feel the impact of the floor to my butt. It's bearable, but I can still feel it. The guy in front of me is wearing an all-white uniform which means he’s from the College of Medicine. “It’s okay,” I said. I’m partly at fault here too because I wasn’t really looking, so I don’t really have the right to get mad or what. “I’m really, really sorry, Miss,” the guy repeated. He gave me the book that I dropped to the floor. “It’s really okay. No worries,” I just said. He apologized once again before he finally walked away. He’s probably late to class because he was rushing. “Are you okay?” Daisy asked. “I hurt my butt, but I’m good,” I replied. We were about to go when I saw something on the floor. I picked it up and realized it was an ID. I searched for the guy but he was already nowhere. I looked at the ID I was holding. Zandrey Joseph Del Fuerto He was really from the College of Medicine. “Woah, he’s handsome,” Daisy commented as she was peeking at the ID. I quickly hid the ID in the pocket of my bag. I’ll just drop this off later at the lost and found station. “You already have a lot of crushes, Daisy. Are you going to add him to your long list?” I kidded. I continued walking. We’re late for lunch. “Not for me. For you!” She replied with a grin. I furrowed my brows at her. “I don’t need a crush,” I said. I’m just really not interested. For now, I’m busy with a lot of things. I still have a lot of plates to do which are due next week. Next year, we’ll start our thesis. I really don’t have much time for other things. I need to focus because I have exams I need to ace, and a father I need to impress. “You really don’t want a boyfriend, huh?” I shook my head. Nope. Nah. Not right now. “But you will be there at the group date, okay? It’s not required to have a boyfriend after that. We’ll just have fun.” I shrugged. “As long as that’s the last time you’ll ask me for something like that.” “Can’t promise you,” she said with a grin. I shot her a glare, but she just shrugged at me. - I just got out of the classroom from my last class of the day when Daisy suddenly appeared in front of me. I almost jumped in surprise. “Let’s go!” She exclaimed, carefully dragging my hand. She started walking so quickly that I was having a hard time keeping up. God, I have such short legs! “The date, remember?” She reminded me. “I still have to fix your hair and do your make up.” I looked at my clothes. I’m wearing a simple white shirt, pants, and a pair of flat sandals. What’s wrong with my outfit? “I’m good,” I said. “No, you’re not! We have to look so good! We have to impress those guys. Who knows? Your date might be the one for you. So you should look your best,” she rambled. We went inside the comfort room. Daisy gave me the paper bag she was holding. “Wear that,” she commanded. I just chose to follow what she said and went inside the cubicle. I checked what’s inside then made a face. It was a knee-length chiffon dress that had a floral pattern. I don’t really wear stuff like this. It’s too girly for my taste, but I don’t really have a choice. “You look so pretty!” Daisy said with a huge smile on her face. She just got out of the cubicle, now wearing an off the shoulder long-sleeved striped dress. Just like mine, the hem ends just a little bit above the knee. I gave her a thumbs up because she also looks good and it suits her well. “The food will be free, right?” I asked when we finished fixing ourselves. Daisy laughed at my question. “You’re going there just for the free food, aren’t you?” “At least I have something to look forward to,” I responded. Well, if my date turns out to be horrible, then I’ll just eat. That way, I gain something. Daisy brought her car so she drove us to the cafe where we will meet the people involved in this group date. When we got there, I was gonna wear my backpack because I don’t have any other bag. But Daisy stopped me from doing so and gave me a clutch- just enough for my phone and wallet. Huh, did she have a closet in this car? “Daisy!” I heard one of the girls called. She waved her hand, probably so we could spot them easily. Daisy waved back and carefully held my hand like she’s afraid I’ll run away. We walked towards them. They are seated in an eight-seating table at the corner. There are two girls and three boys occupying it. “Hello,” Daisy greeted them with a smile before taking a seat. She patted the chair next to her, telling me to sit there. “This is Aira, my best friend,” she announced. They also introduced themselves to me. All of them seemed to be already acquainted with each other. “Hello,” the girl named Jamie greeted. The other girl Nathalie also smiled and greeted me, and I did the same. When I look at the side of the guys, I noticed they’re already sitting in front of what I thought was their ‘date’. Now that I notice that, there was no one in front of me. Huh, don’t tell me my supposed partner’s late? I was going to ask Daisy if my ‘date’ pushed through, but the guy in front of her whose name is Jed, started talking to her. Daisy was smiling so widely while talking to him. So I figured he was the crush she’s been talking about. I should probably start judging him for the sake of my friend. “Bro, where’s Zandrey?” I heard the guy named Francis ask. “I already texted him,” Dominic replied. “He was late to his lab class earlier because he lost his ID. He had a hard time getting in so I guess he finished his activity late.” I saw Dominic look my way. “I’m so sorry, Aira. He’s a Med student so he kind of had a lot of things going on. If he has a lot going on, he shouldn’t have agreed to this set up. I shouldn't have been here. “It’s okay,” the pathological people pleaser in me just said. Well, if he wouldn’t come, I think that’s better. Good thing I only looked forward to the free food. But the only good thing I was waiting for got taken away from me. They said we will eat once that guy Zandrey’s here. I heard he's on the way. Well, he should fly and get here as fast as he can because I'm starving. The other six people at this table were busy chatting with each other while I was busy drinking my juice. I don’t want to join their conversation because they seem to be enjoying their partner’s company. “Sorry, I’m late,” I heard someone say. I looked up and saw the guy sitting in front of me. I hurriedly sat up straight. I furrowed when I saw the guy who bumped into me earlier. He is no longer wearing an all-white uniform. He’s now wearing a maroon dress shirt with the sleeves folded up to his elbow. He smiled at me. “Hi.”I can’t help but think how small the University is. I mean, out of all the students there, it’s really the guy who I bumped into earlier? It could just be a coincidence, but how crazy of a coincidence is that? I quickly looked away from him. It’s like all I did ever since he came is to stare at him. Not because I find him attractive or what, but because I just really got surprised by this circumstance. I felt Daisy kick my feet under the table. I tried to ignore her. I don’t want the people in this table to think we have our own world, when we have everyone here we should be talking to. “You were the guy I bumped into earlier,” I mumbled, my eyes focused on my now half-empty glass. “Yeah, I think it’s me,” the guy replied. I was not looking but I could tell he was smiling. “I’m Zandrey,” he introduced. I saw his hand in front of me. I got confused for a while, but then I realized he was trying to offer his hand for a handshake. I shook his hand. “I’m Aira.” He looked at me and c
I could feel my face heating up in embarassment. I can't even look at him! I tried to look at everything else but him. I probably look like a fool now."I'm sorry," I heard him say. He shouldn't be apologizing now because it's no one's fault. But gosh, I can't grasp the thought of it!"I'm sorry too," I said. I looked at him briefly and quickly looked away. This is just so embarassing!"Should we go back inside?" He asked and I nodded so eagerly without looking at him. I can't look at him just yet because it will only remind me of what just happened.We went back to the Karaoke room and it was the most awkward walk of my life! Good thing we won't be seeing each other in school after this. We won't, right? The University's quite huge and I don't usually go to their building. And I will just make an effort to avoid every person wearing an all-white uniform.Yes, I can do that!When we got back to our rented room, it wasn't as messy as earlier. Daisy was already asleep. And guess what, s
I never got myself in trouble before. I’m always careful when it comes to things and I’m a good decision-maker. I’m also not used to making myself look like a fool. I know how to get out of situations. I am that smart, as my Mom would say. But lately, I just wanted to bury myself six feet underground after all the embarrassment.My eyes were wide while looking at Zandrey in front of me. I can see him suppressing a grin, making me feel more ashamed. If only I could instantly disappear right now, I would really like that. I didn’t even know a heartbeat could be this fast. It was like it was in a race and wanted to come out as the champion.And my mind even decided to stop functioning.I am really doomed."Are you okay?" He asked, playfulness evident in his voice.I know he already has an idea for the answer to his own question. So instead of answering him, I just stood up straight while trying to look away from him. I can't keep on looking at him when he looks so amused.I heard him ch
After that lunch with Zandrey, we went our separate ways. He still has his classes, while I have to go home. It was still weird for me to be friends with him. I’m not really a friendly person, especially when it comes to boys. I’m still wondering how everything happened so quickly. Earlier, I was determined to avoid him and now we have this weird connection. Or maybe he was just that good at making friends. I still have plenty of free time so I went home to sleep for a while. But I set an alarm for two hours. Even if I wanted to, I can’t just keep on sleeping. I can’t procrastinate because that will make me crazy. I'm not much of a multi-tasker. When I woke up from my nap, I proceeded to do my plates until I felt hungry. Timingly, Daisy was done with her classes and texted me she's on the way. I just asked her to bring some takeouts so we can eat it together. "So you're telling me that he suggested to be your pretend boyfriend so Charles will stop harassing you?" I told her abo
I feel like I was floating when my class ended. I bumped into a few people in the hallway because my mind was wandering somewhere else.Okay, not somewhere else.It was because of that kiss!Even when the classes are ongoing, all I could think about was what happened earlier. It was just the first day of Zandrey and I’s deception, I feel like I can’t do it anymore. And Daisy kept texting me, inviting us for dinner. I don’t know if I should go or just pretend I’m sick or what.Seriously, this should be easy. I just don't know why things are starting to be complicated. I just continued walking, unsure where I'm going. I don’t want to see Daisy just yet. I know Zandrey will be there too and I don’t know if I can last when he’s around.With my tote bag on my right shoulder and books on my left arm, I walked cautiously. I kept looking around, checking if someone could see me right now. So far, there’s no Zandrey or Daisy in my way. I heaved a sigh. I feel like a runaway prisoner."Hey."
It's Wednesday and it's just the second official day of our deception. While I think it's still cringe, I also think it's quite effective.The entire day yesterday, even though I knew Charles was just a few classrooms away from me, he did not come to see me. Before, he would always make an effort to pass by our classroom just to see me, talk to me, and all sorts of things he can do to make his appearance be known.Right then, I thought it was a red flag. I have already rejected him numerous times and even explained myself, but he really can't understand or maybe he does, but he chose not to understand me. The thought of him being overly persistent is bothering me and giving me the creeps.Zandrey and I agreed on this deception to happen only in school, or wherever and whenever we need to. But oddly, even if there’s really no need to pretend, he would still act lovey dovey on me.Just like now.I just woke up and when I got my phone to check i
There were multiple texts from Zandrey when I opened my phone after that particular class. But I didn’t check it just yet and just headed straight to my next class. After this class, I’m free so I can go and meet him, before I have lunch with Daisy.After settling in our next classroom, I made sure I look busy just so Risa can’t approach me again. I’m still not ready to continue whatever we talked about earlier.If Zandrey really has some unsettled issues with his previous girlfriend and he offered to be my boyfriend just so Charles will stop harassing me, I will really kick him in the balls! I don’t want to be included in their drama. I’m trying to have a peaceful life here.While the class was going on, I tried to listen as intently as I can. But my mind just fails to concentrate and wanders somewhere else. Good thing I have already downloaded advanced lecture slides for this class and was able to scan it. That way, I’m comfortable I can answer the Professor’s
I received a text from Daisy telling me she's at the the new cafe near gate 2. So after talking to Zandrey, I went there directly.I don't have any idea what it is that she's going to tell me. I don't know if it's that important, but I went anyway. Daisy's stories sometimes keep me sane. I have so much going on in my life, causing me tons of stress- from school stuff to personal life. I was glad to have someone like her who makes me forget those things. If it weren’t for her, I might have gone crazy.The moment I got to the cafe, I saw her waving at me, that's why it was easy for me to spot her. She was sitting in a corner.While I was nearing her, I looked around the place. It was fine. The ambiance was okay, and there's just a few people. Maybe because it was still new and now a lot of people knows about this place. But I’m pretty sure in a few weeks, they will get a lot of customers. The location was very strategic because it was near the school.
Zandrey should know because he's a doctor. I wanted to ask him, but I suddenly felt conscious. Even if we've done it many times, I still have an ounce of shyness in me.I saw him walk towards me. He's carrying our son in his arms. I saw how the kid ran to him earlier and how excitement filled his face when he saw his father. And now, the kid was talking non-stop while they were on the way towards me, yet Zandrey's gaze remains on me.He has that usual smile on his face. He looks so carefree and problem-free. He's always glowing. I feel like the world is really unfair because those who has stressful jobs are the ones more glowing. Zandrey is a walking example. He's busy with his job and does not have much time for himself, but he still manages to smile like that.He radiates so much positivity, and I just realized how much I needed someone like him in my life. I feel like we compliment well. Even when we just knew each other, we already clicked. I know he's a good person and has a good
"Are you joining in the van with us?" Daisy asked. They're currently loading all the stuff we need to the van. Dominic will be driving. All their stuff are already inside. They just dropped by here to get the stuff we will bring. After that, they'll go to Mommy Emily to get her. As for Zandrey, I'm not sure. He's not here yet. "I'm not sure," I answered. They did almost everything, while I just sat there watching them. I wanna help but I know lifting heavy stuff isn't for me, especially right now. I get clumsy sometimes so I should move as less as possible. "Where's Zandrey?" She added. He has work last night. I just don't know if his shift is over. His schedule often changes and he wasn't able to inform me. "I also don't know," I replied. I kind of feel sad that he's not here yet, but I cannot do anything about it. "Can you give me some of that?" I added. She was eating some chips and she was eating it with gusto that I felt the need to eat some as well. She handed me the pack. I
We weren't able to push through our plan of going to the beach after my birthday. When I knew I was pregnant, I told everyone we can't go because I was not feeling well. Maybe I lied well in that part because they never doubted me.However, maybe we were bound to go one way or another, because Daisy decided to set another date. And this time, I was not able to invent a lie, unfortunately. "This will look good on you!" Daisy mumbled. She handed me the hanger with a pair of swim suit. I frowned at her. I shouldn't wear something like that. I'm not sure how visible my bump is. We're currently at the mall, buying stuff for our beach getaway which wil happen this weekend. She wanted to buy some new stuff for herself so I just tagged along. She ended up choosing things for the both of us. "I don't like that," I said. "This really suits you," she insisted. I shook my head and tried to look for something else. I don't want something so revealing. "What do you want?" She asked as she put
Since we haven’t told anyone yet about the pregnancy, we were very careful when it comes to doing things. He wants me to stay at home for now, and maybe work from home too. But I don't want to. People will definitely wonder why I’m not doing my normal routine. So here I am, in the office and doing all the things I’m supposed to do. I even drove myself coming here while Zandrey drove Andrei to school. “Good morning, Ma’am Aira,” Jelyn greeted when she saw me coming. I smiled at her and gestured to her to follow me to my office. This time, I was not wearing heels and was walking as carefully as possible. I'm still afraid I'll trip and fall. Of course, I don’t want that to happen so I’m being extra careful. Jelyn then proceeded to tell me all the things that I need to do today. That includes some meetings and site visits. But I declined the site visits. It's too risky for now. “Can you ask my Dad if he can do the site visit instead?” I asked. “Yes, Ma'am. I'll inform him
I’d like to think that this is my pregnancy hormones craving for Zandrey, craving for his presence and all of him. I’m definitely not the clingy type but I have this feeling that I just want to see him all the time. I want to feel his presence all the time. I want to hear his voice all the time. I’m getting used to this feeling of wanting him to be just around all the time. It has been two weeks since we knew about my pregnancy. I haven't said anything to anyone just yet. Even Zandrey hasn't said anything too. It’s just the two of us who know I’m carrying his child. We have already been to the OB-Gyne. I was so nervous. I was reminded of the time I also went to the OB-Gyne when I was pregnant with Andrei and Andres. I was also very nervous that time. But unlike now, I have someone I can hold when I’m trembling in fear. Before, I used to go to my appointments with Dad or Mommy Miranda. But being accompanied by Zandrey hits different. The entire time I was being checked by the d
I feel like I look like a kid waiting for her parents to come home. I was sitting on the balcony of my room. I could see the gate from up here and I could see anyone coming. I sat there patiently, waiting for a car to arrive- waiting for Zandrey to arrive. I already cleaned myself after puking. I'm already wearing fresh clothes. I don't want to go downstairs just yet. I wanna know he's already there before I go down. While I was waiting for him, I was also thinking about a lot of things. I was thinking about when I should tell the people close to me about my pregnancy. I need the perfect timing. Mommy Miranda just passed away and Daisy lost her baby. I'm really not sure if it's okay to tell them just yet. I really have to think about it. I'm also not sure how Andrei would react. The kid would be thrilled, I can imagine. But I also don't know if I should tell him already. I probably need Zandrey’s perspective on this. While thinking about things, I saw Zandrey’s car parked o
"Daisy," I called. She asked me to meet her at a restaurant just near my shop. I don’t know what’s going on. She didn’t tell me anything, but I know something is bothering her. Her calling out of the blue and asking me to hang out somewhere definitely tells me something. "Oh Ai," she murmured. She motioned me to sit in front of her so I did. "Why did you call me again? Is something wrong?" I asked the moment I sat down. She smiled at me. I’m just not sure if it was a genuine or forced one. She suddenly became hard to read. Before, I could read her by just looking at her face. It seems she has become better at hiding what she really feels. I don’t know if that’s a good thing. "I just needed someone to talk to,” she answered and then she stifled a sigh. I suddenly feel bad. I don’t know just yet what’s really the reason why she’s like this, but I already feel so bad. "Tell me what's wrong," I grumbled. "A lot of weird things are just happening in my life lately,” she replied and it
The thought that I am pregnant didn't register in my head right away. I still can’t believe it and the idea’s still out there, in the abyss of my thoughts and is refusing to be acknowledged. We ate the ice cream together, but that was just it. We barely spoke a word, and I don’t know what to feel about it. I know Zandrey is also thinking about a lot of things right now. When he left, I was left there with my thoughts. It was surrounding me that I almost thought I was drowning. I tried swimming and then gave up. And then there it is… It finally sinked n. I am pregnant. Andrei’s going to have a sibling. Dad will have another grandchild. Daisy will have another niece or nephew. God, Daisy… I don’t know why but I suddenly felt guilty about getting pregnant unexpectedly. I’m not sure how it happened. I was prompt with my pills… or was I? I know it happens, but it’s crazy to have happened to me. We were careful, since we started the agreement. Were his sperms that strong? Does t
Zandrey’s POV I don’t want to agree on the arrangement Aira wanted. I’m not just after her body. I want to be in her life, to be in our son’s life, to be included in her priorities. But I can't just push that thought, can I? I want her for myself, but I don’t want her to think I’m selfish. In every decision I make since we met again, she was in my head. Every step I make, it’s her that I consider. I just wanted to win her back. But destiny has been so playful. We see each other, but she doesn't like seeing me. But still, giving up on her was not in my plans. I’ll do everything I can to win her trust again. If it means waiting for her until I turn seventy, then I am okay with that. She’s worth the wait, so I am willing to wait. Giving her pleasure was so important for me. It’s always her over anything. Even if I don't get mine, I'm fine, as long as she’s satisfied, and I make her moan for my name, I’m good with that. Nothing feels better than that. Everytime she scratches