EXT. DRIVEWAY - NOON
12:05 p.m.
Marty blinked a couple of times. She almost hitched her breath with what she heard.
HARLEY
Marty?
MARTY
Talaga ba?
HARLEY
Oo.
MARTY
Totoo?
He nodded, a faint smile drawing on his lips.
HARLEY
Totoo.
MARTY
Sabihin mo nga ulit.
HARLEY
Na gusto kita?
MARTY
Oo.
HARLEY
Okay. Gusto kita.
MARTY
Isa pa.
He inched even closer.
HARLEY
Gusto kita, Marty.
MARTY
Isa pa ulit.
HARLEY
Gusto kita.
MARTY
Isa pa.
HARLEY
Gusto kita.
MARTY
Ulitin mo pa—
Her words were interrupted when he pulled her closer, just to take her lips. Just so the words she'd been asking him to repeat over and over again would seep in. And just so the beating in his chest would finally calm down.
She counted again for how long it will last no matter how much her mind was racing.
One . . . two . . . three, it lasted 'til five when he decided to pull away and somehow, her lips felt lonely after that.
MARTY
Gusto mo 'ko.
HARLEY
Oo.