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She really is making me irritated though so, I looked at the cashier again and she was still looking at Neal with hunger. She's making her movements slow, trying to get Neal's attention but he is just looking down at the goods in front of him.
Noticing that it's getting a bit obstreperous around us and a lot of eyes watching us, I peeked through Neal's side and observed that the numbers of people falling in line are multiplying. I furrowed my eyebrows, noticing that most of them are females and are now gaping at Neal.
Some are drooling over him and the others are trying to create some noises like fake coughing to get his attention but it didn't work. Even the gay bagger was doing the same thing as the others.
Neal was just ignoring all of them though. It feels like, he has his own world and he's enjoying it. I moved closer to him. Well, seeing him in his current state, he won't notice and just ignore me, right? So, I slightly turned my head and glanced up at him but what he did next caught me off guard.
He looked at me.
I don't understand why but my heart starts to beat a little faster. What's wrong with me? It should be normal for him to look at me since he knows who I am. There's no meaning behind this but still, it felt weird.
Why, me? Of all the people—girls, specifically, that is staring at him right now, why did he choose to just...look at me?
I looked away and wished that the cashier and bagger would just make it quicker. I sighed in relief when the cashier spoke,
"3,510 serrr." He got his wallet out of his pocket and pulled out 3,510 pesos. The cashier opened her palm and was about to touch Neal's hand when he dropped the money. The ten-peso fell to the floor, causing the cashier to pick it up embarrassingly.
"Sorry serrr." She said. As usual, nothing came out of him but it's evident in his face that he is getting impatient thus, the woman fastened her pace. "I receive 3,510." She muttered quickly.
We left after we got the receipt. I wanted to carry some of the goods but he refused. Instead, he placed all the groceries inside the cart.
There was silence between us so I decided to start a conversation. "We should eat, first."
"Where do you wanna eat?"
"Anywhere." He nodded. We went to the nearest restaurant. The place was crowded but it wasn't difficult in finding a table since it was only the two of us. We sat and looked for something to eat on the menu.
"What do you wanna eat?" He asked.
"How about you? What do you want to eat?"
"I don't want to eat."
"Why? Everything looks delicious." I said as I scan the menu.
"I prefer your cupcakes." My hands flinched. I peeped up at him and he was staring at me with a serious look on his face.
Oh, boy. Now he's being choosy.
"I'll order for you," I told him.
"N—"
"May I take your order, sir?" The waitress cut him off in a lustful tone. How rude of her. Can't she see that we were talking about something over here? Didn't her parents teach her some good manners?
Why do they always think of flirting once they saw someone as godly handsome as Neal? I really don't understand.
"Lemon juice." Answered Neal. He looked at me and asked, "what's your order?"
"Black Forest Ice Cream Parfait and caramel cake, please!" I chirped happily at the waitress. She gave me a boring look and a very fake smile. She looked at Neal again and asked him with her seductive voice, "Is that all, sir?"
"Yes." With a very big smile on her face, she left while swaying her hips forcefully to the sides. Once again, I've noticed that a lot of people were looking at us—mostly at Neal.
What is it this time?
I stayed quiet and listened to their faint whispers.
"Omg, is that Neal Valastro!? The owner of the most famous modeling company!?"
"My my, really? Gosh, he is so handsome!"
"Isn't her big sister a model? I saw her sister in magazines and brochures. She's very beautiful!"
"Duhh. The Valastro's are all handsome and pretty. Their names and faces are even everywhere!"
"I'm so jealous."
Seriously, who is this guy in front of me? Why don't I recognize and know him when a lot of people do? Being with him in one week, I guess it still isn't enough and that I still have a lot of things to know.
I moved my face closer to him and whispered,
"You know what, you're so popular." He looked at me with a confused face.
"Popular?"
"Yes. You are very popular. Also ate July. And oh right, why didn't you tell me? That you own the most famous modeling company?"
"You never asked." He places his elbows on the table and placed his chin on the back of his hands.
"You have a point. Also, with what I have noticed, you are more popular with the girls."
"I guess so."
"I bet, you have a lot of girls before? You know, girlfriends and one night stand." He nodded.
"Yeah." What the? So, I was right since the beginning?
"Tell me about it!" I widen my eyes at him with curiosity.
He sighed and looked above as if remembering the old days.
"I was a delinquent 16-year-old boy at that time when it started. You know how teenagers are at that period of time. I have a lot of girlfriends and I change them every day."
"D-do you have s-sex with them?" I asked, embarrassed but my curiousness was dominating all the other feelings that I'm feeling.
With a straight face, he answered, "yes."
My eyes widen with what I just heard. What the hell? So, that only means that...
"You are no longer a Virgin!?" I asked a bit loud. I'm quite grateful though since only Neal heard it.
"Yes." I was going to ask him more questions but our order had arrived. I chose to shut my mouth up and eat the parfait that I ordered before I'd lost my appetite.
I still couldn't believe it. Holy shit.
Ate Buba• • • • •"If you want to be original, be ready to be copied."-Coco Chanel• • • • •"He acted really strange. What was he talking about? I am going to be the death of him? Why? Did I choke him? Of course not." I whispered while walking down the hall and into the elevator.Does he really hate choco floats for him to act that way? Maybe he was referring to it when he said something about his death or something or maybe he doesn't really want to share.Shouldn't be surprised when it's Neal.I decided to buy water for the both of us so I exited the room. He asked me where I was going but I just told him that I'll buy something so I forgot to ask if there was a cafeteria in this place or perhaps some store.Well, there has to be. It isn't impossible after all if there really is. Not in this company of his.I am now in t
Indirect Kiss• • • • •"As you were saying about a while ago?" Neal asked. He tapped the invisible dust on his dark-colored plain suit and fixed his necktie.He has a pretty good memory."Err, I forgot about it." I looked up at the floor indicator and luckily there was a 'bing' sound, signifying that we are on the sixth floor.We stepped outside and wow, I was amazed. There were a lot of models—men and women all around the place. They were in different clothes, the others going in and out of a room. I have also seen a lot of photographers--which I knew right away since they were carrying their cameras with them.They were all busy until someone saw Neal and greeted him and in just a split second, all eyes were on him."Good afternoon, sir!""Welcome back sirrrr!""Holly molly, it's
Soykel• • • • •"We're here."He said. I looked in front of us and saw a very huge company. There was a sign in front that's made of gold saying,"Davs? What does that mean? How do you read it?"It's actually The V's. Means The Valastro's. The Valastro's modeling company. It was technically my mother's company passed on to me. She made the name so I decided to keep it in memory of her.""Ohh." I didn't ask about it any further. We parked right in front of it, where a sign says 'for the family only.'Neal hastily went out of the car and went to my side. He opened the door for me again. I stepped outside and inhaled the scent of flowers that were nearby. I could tell that he really loves nature."I'll carry it." He said as he took the paper bags that I was carrying.What a gentleman.I followed
DaV's• • • • •I became speechless. Well, obviously Kira, the song is for you since you have requested it. But maybe what he really meant is the other meaning that I'm still trying to understand?"Thank you. That's...wonderful." That was all I could say. Sighing out of disappointment, he stood up from his seat and looked at me deep in the eyes as if trying to tell me something through staring that he can't possibly say out loud but failed in the process.He sighed once again. I tilted my head to the side, confused by what he was trying to convey to me."You are still confused. But not for long. I'll show you so that you'll understand.""Understand what? Why don't you just tell me? I'll listen.""You'll listen but you won't understand. You'll have doubts if I would tell you so it's best if I'd show it to
Sing Me a Song• • • • •"Which should I press first..." I placed my hands on the thingy, imitating the move that I have seen from movies, and pressed it smoothly.It made a loud sound, making me spun around to check the door and sighed in relief when I don't see him there.I pressed another again and stopped when I've realized that something is missing. "Emotions!" I blurted. Oh right, I almost forgot about it.I laughed at my forgetfulness and suddenly remembered Kousei from Your Lie in April.He was beyond amazing even though the music he played were all classical songs which I'm not totally familiar with but still, the way he played the piano, it was full of emotions. He looked like a rockstar. He was banging his head from different angles and pressing his hands on the piano like he was drumming. It felt like something inside me has connected with Kousei while watching hi
Curiosity• • • • •After all, it surely is still rare seeing him like this so without a second thought, I grabbed the opportunity and did as what he had told me to. It was not long after time has passed and he was fast asleep."Cutie." I smiled at him. His action was so precious that I want to just protect him from anything bad that could taint his innocence - which is already impossible since he has already chosen a path, but even so, I want to bring back the genuineness that he once had. If he doesn't want to, then I'll find and do it my way.I placed both of my hands on my chest and squeezed myself more into him. He moved closer to me too and tightened his arm that was wrapped around me as I close my eyes and fell asleep.• • • •"Old man? Where are you?" My voice echoed through the big and empty space while I