He's A Beautiful Mess

1.

Yes, Marco is gay. But he's discreet. Kung baga, lalaki pa rin sya kumilos at magsalita pero ang puso nya, sa babae. And I feel funny whenever that realization strikes me lalo na kapag kasama ko sya.

He's good looking, rich and has a bright personality. Madaming nag aakala na may relasyon kami sa school but we just shrugged it off. Hindi nya naman kinakahiya maging bakla, hindi nga lang din nya pinapangalandakan.

"Open the door. I'm in front of your apartment." Hindi pa ako nag he hello ay iyon na agad ang sabi nya.

So nagmadali ako na buksan ang pinto and there he is. In the flesh.

"Oh, what's up?" Gulat na tanong ko habang sinasara yung pinto matapos nyang makapasok. Since first year pa kami magkaklase at magkakilala kaya kilala na sya ni mommy.

"I need to breathe some fresh air. Samahan mo ako mag shopping." Naka nguso na sabi nito. Sabay kaming pasalampak na naupo sa sofa.

Natawa ako. "Right. Just when I thought makakatulog ako maghapon, you just have to ruin my plan."

"C'mon. Last month pa ako huling nag shopping. I need to see new pieces in my closet."

So ano pa ba magagawa ko? Nagmamadali ako'ng nag bihis at lumabas kami.

May kotse si Marco, so hindi problema ang kung saan man nya gusto pumunta. I could have one too, but it doesn't fit me. Si mommy ang may kotse at pinipilit nya ako'ng mag aral mag drive. I always tell her, not now.

Kapag nagsha shopping si Marco, hindi pwedeng hindi rin ako mapapabili. But I'm not the shopping kind of girl. I just buy what I fancy. I buy what I need. Unlike Marco who has tons and tons of unused clothes.

"What do you think of this?" Marco went out of the fitting room wearing the printed polo he laid his eyes on as we pass the store.

"It looks good on you." It's my line.. but I see to it na totoo iyon.

May hawig si Marco sa South Korean actor na si Lee Min Ho. Pati height at fashion sense yata. Kaya nakadagdag iyon sa sex appeal nya na lalong kinababaliwan ng mga babae.

When he felt he had enough, inilagay na naming sa kotse yung mga binili naming. He had 16 paper bags and I had three. Dumiretso kami sa isa'ng bar. After lunch na at wala atang balak kumain si Marco.

"What? Are we gonna drink in the middle of the afternoon?" Mangha na tanong ko sa kanya.

Imbes na sumagot, tinawag nya yung bartender at nag utos ng dalawang Gin and Tonic.

"You're crazy." Natatawa at nailing na lang sabi ko, not totally against it.

He smiled at me. "You know you like it."

Marco had three glasses, I got five. I wanted more, but he suddenly had an emergency to go to. Hinatid nya na lang ako sa tapat ng building. Malayo na sya ng maalala ko yung tatlong paper bags na nasa backseat nya. I just sent him a message while walking to the elevator.

Hindi ko napansin na may tumayo na pala sa tabi ko na naghihintay din bumukas ang elevator.

Pumasok na ako at doon ko lang napansin na dalawa kami. I looked to my side at napa singhap ako ng makilala na si Syd iyon. He looked stunning in his cream pants and plaid polo shirt.. and I only saw it on the corner of my eyes.

Nagkasabay pa kaming pipindot sa 7th floor button but he just let me.

"Nice skirt." I heard him said.

I looked at him and he smirked. Then the elevator door closed.

I don't know why but I felt insulted. I was wearing a below the knee pink skirt and I felt like he was saying it's too long. I just had to insult him back.

"Wala ka yata kasamang babae na kinukulang sa tela." It's too late to take it back. Nanlaki ang mga mata ko ng marealize kung ano yung sinabi ko.

"What did you said?" Humarap sya sa akin.

I was battling with the decision of apologizing or just reason out that he insulted me first. Nagsimulang bumilis ang tibok ng puso ko. 

"I-i mean-"

Before I knew it, my lips are already sealed by his lips. He was holding my two wrists in the elevator wall beside my head. Hindi ko alam kung paano nya nagawa iyon, or my mind was just too blank para mapansin pa ang pag galaw nya.

His lips started to move that I gathered my strength to push him. 

"What the fuck was that?" I was still panting but I had the chance to shout at him. Prang may kung ano akong naramdaman sa tyan ko. My head feels so light and my body's sending me unfamiliar signals.

He just smirked like it was nothing.

"You like me, do you?" He asked instead in a very confident tone.

I was taken back by his response. "W-what?" I swallowed hard.

He answered me by smacking his lips into mine again.

But this time, I don't know why the heck I responded.