Lahat ng Kabanata ng He's my Professor: Kabanata 11 - Kabanata 20

Like a bucket of cold water suddenly washed over me, I felt numb. A surge of panic infiltrated my system as I remember the cold eyes I saw. Void with any emotion, they were like telling me that I have done something wrong. There is something inside of me that is making me want to follow him and leave my friends here. I know that I am not just imagining it. I can feel that he’s hurting. Knowing that I somewhat pained him, the more I’m wanting to explain this misunderstanding. “Does it tastes good? Did you like it?” my thoughts were interrupted by Mark. I give him a faint smile even though I am just force to do it hence I don’t want to be rude. He did nothing wrong with me. “The sandwich is delicious!” I told him though I can’t taste the sandwich anymore. My brain is focusing on something else right now. “Really? I made it myself and I’m glad that you liked it.” he said. His eyes are twinkling in delight. I didn’t respond but

My mouth almost slipped, it is a good thing I stopped right away. Otherwise, I would be engaged into a scary scandal again. The first scandal I was involved in happened last semester, when the University Paper broadcasted that I liked Mark Mendoza. It was printed on the cover page of our second volume. And of course, the culprit behind that news was my two beloved friends. They managed sneaked in behind my back even though I am the Editor-in-Chief of the University’s Publication. I don’t know how they did it I only know that my name was put into controversy. Even though I tried to clear the issue, the people in the university obdurately disregard my words. Even until now, that issue didn’t die down. The shipping is still on and they are still patiently waiting for a result.  And now, if I blurted it out that I like Professor Fortez, I sure know, that before this day end, I will be the topic of gossips in the university. I can imagine

 “Don’t tell us… you were also there to seduce Professor Fortez?!” they unpleasantly assumed. Their eyes are gleaming with extreme naughtiness. The smirks on their lips are annoying, which are starting to irritate me. “N-No! Of course not! Even though Professor Fortez is really a good looking man, I will not stoop that low just to make him notice me!” I disgustedly said. ‘I have never seduced Prof. Fortez. It is the other way around, because he is the one, seducing me.’ I want to tell them that, but I change my mind. It is not yet the right time. “Tell us why you are there, then. You’re making us imagine things already.” Fauna said impatiently as always. This girl doesn’t really know how to wait. “Yes, Fauna is right! Actually, I’m already thinking that you are secretly fantasizing him, that you want to get him to bed and do the nasty.” Floara remarked. She is laughing teasingly at my frowning face. Yes, she is right that I am se

  We arrived at MF Condo Towers. Professor Fortez is carrying all my groceries. I volunteered to carry one of the six big plastic bags, but he didn’t let me. He said that he can carry all those on his own. I just shrugged my shoulders and just let him do as he pleased. He removed his coat and rolled his sleeves up to his elbows. His muscled forearms are showing. I diverted my gaze immediately to avoid being tempted. We rode the elevator up to the tenth floor, where my unit is located. While waiting to arrive at my floor, I stared at our reflection. I cringed at how he looked while carrying all my groceries. “Are you sure that you don’t need my help? Those are heavy.” I pointed out at the plastic bags he is carrying in both hands. His protruding arm muscles and veins are clearly visible in my eyes. I force to drag my eyes up to his handsome face. “It’s nothing. These are actually light compare to the gym equipment I carry every weekend.” he calmly

The words that Mark said in the library never left my mind. I have been thinking about it even after my class started. I am not on my own self all day long.  I failed to focus in my classes, even if I force myself to listen to every discussion. I wished to forget the feeling of being sorry for rejecting his love. It is just that I can’t help to think about it. My intention was not to hurt him too much, but when I saw him earlier, he was still very hurt by what I did.   I went home lethargic and my shoulder drooped as I lazily entered the elevator. Not long before I heard someone cleared his throat. I raised my face to see who it was and I was shocked at who was in front of me now. Wearing a light grey single- breasted suit, paired with pink dress shirt, polka dot necktie and a black leather shoes. The man before me looks stunning! “Sir Hart, is that you?” I asked in an unbelievable voice. My eyes widened in shock and joy to see this man again. Since I left