He sat on the table while I stood between his thighs. He hugged me from the back and he squeezed his face between my shoulder and neck. At the back of my mind, I don't want to respond to that question. Because isn't that obvious? Raquel has feelings for him. Is he naïve or he knew but didn't mind?
I pinched his arm when I felt so pissed. "Why is she so close to you?"
I didn't bother to drop the name because I know that he has an idea of who I'm pertaining to. Wright is the lead guitarist while Raquel is the band's vocalist. I can't stop them from seeing each other. Earlier as they were practising I noticed she is looking at Wright like a delicious meal!
And I'm sick of the kind of stare she’s giving to him! Damn, this is why I don’t want to get involved with him. He is making me crazy.
"She's my bandmate. What do you want me to do?" He pulled me even closer to him. I looked up and our eyes met. Three months in a relationship and I'm still mesmerized by his brown eyes.
"I don't want you to leave the band. I can't stop you from doing the things that make you happy. But," My eyes narrowed. "Be conscious. Do you think I didn't notice that she likes you?"
"Judgmental Princess." He said laughing and gave me a quick kiss on the side of my lip. "'Don't give malicious meaning in our friendship.”
"And I'm still the one putting up the malice?" I pushed him away. I grabbed my bag that was on the seat and put it on my shoulder. "I'm going home."
I was about to get out of the room’s door when he pulled my arm. He was looking at me seriously. "Don't you trust me?"
"I do. The one I don’t trust is her. She is a flirt."
His eyes darkened when I said the last word. I know it’s too harsh, but I cannot take back what I said. The key to a healthy relationship is communication.
"The flirt you’re calling is my friend, Melissa." I raised an eyebrow at him. He took a deep breath and combed his hair with his hand. "You don't have to worry. I cannot reciprocate if she wants something from me. I'm just yours."
I smiled. Remember, I'm happy with what he said. Wright and I had only been together for three months. It took me two months to get used to his behaviour and the behaviour of the women around him. I can't blame them; a lot of them want Wright.
I thought he only wants to play with my feelings. You know, making me fall in love then drop like a hot potato kind of thing. So, I continued to reject him. But, he kept on pestering me for a month and his sweet side made my knees melts.
It’s a crazy roller coaster ride of feelings. After a month of pestering and courting, I became his girlfriend officially.
The faculty don't use this room often so it became our hideout. The reason why we're using hideouts is that we can't be alone! Anywhere we go, there will be girls clinging to him like I'm not there!
“Hey, I’m about to kiss you. What are you thinking?”
I blinked twice and raised my head. “H-Huh?”
His face dropped to mine. I closed my eyes as our lips touched. The effect of his kiss on me still hasn't changed. It was as if I was still flying in the clouds and my knees were softening. I hugged him and reciprocated his soft kiss. The arms around my waist tightened even more.
We were stopped by a bit. We looked at the doorway and found Raquel leaning on the frame while her hands are crossed over her chest.
"Wright. Practice again." She said.
Wright nodded. "Yes. We'll be right there, Racky."
Racquel looked down at me. Her stare was heavy, and then she looked back at Wright. She nodded as a response and left.
"What? Are you jealous again?" I sighed as his lips touched the tip of my ear. I bit my lower lip as his lips slowly dropped to my cheek. "Come on. I might forget we're in a public place."
When we entered the music room, Wright's bandmate turned to us. Fier, the drummer. Leon, the bass guitarist. And Raquel, the lovely vocalist. They were sitting on the sofa and holding canned drinks. The Fier stood up and hugged me and I just smiled at him while Leon stayed with Racquel. I heard Racquel clicked her tongue.
In seconds, Wright pulled my body away from Fier. He glared at him. “Don’t be too familiar with her.”
“Brother, you’re too possessive.” Fier jokingly tapped Wright’s shoulder. “Remember, we are your friends, not enemies.”
"Fier, don't tease him too much or he'll cry," Leon said coldly.
“Wright, you’ve changed.” Fier made a sad face but it's fake. He stood in the corner, removed the flower from the vase, and then he kneeled and place the flowers on the ground. “Here lies Wright’s playboy image. You will never be forgotten!”
“I’m not a playboy, for God’s sake! Fier, I will bang your head in that corner.”
“Here lies the face of the sexiest man alive.” I can’t help but laugh at Fier’s punch lines.
“Don’t laugh at his jokes! That is his way to make women go crazy with him!” Wright scolded me and tighter his embrace.
“I’m sorry. I’m sorry.” I said, smiling. I tiptoed and my lips touched his earlobes. “That made you jealous, huh? Now, you know how it feels.”
"Alright! Enough, mom and dad! We are not used to watching romantic scenes. We're minors." said Fier.
Wright looked at me and gave me a quick kiss on the lips. His comrades whistled. "Watch me."
I smiled at it. "As always."
I sat down as I watched them put things in order. I turned to Racquel who was looking sharply at me. I just made a face. When they finished arranging the equipment, they took their places one by one. Wright looked at me. My cheek warmed as it winked at me before playing his guitar.
Raquel began to sing. If I didn’t know her, I would think she has a good attitude because of her angelic voice. It's very serene. It draws men to listen to her angelic voice. That is why Kiss n 'Tell fans aren't just women.
I felt the call of nature, so I entered the bathroom which was also located inside the music room. I did what had to be done. Then I organized myself first before going out.
By the time I exited the bathroom, they're deciding on their next song. My eyes narrowed when I noticed Raquel talking to him. I approached him and held his arm. He kissed me on the forehead and turned back to Raquel. She's frowning.
The displeasure is noticeable in her round expressive eyes.
"Ahh. Go ahead, Wright. I'll wait for you, alright?"
"I'll think about it." Wright put his arm around me.
She nodded. “Okay.”
“Should we play some more?” Leon asked.
“I’m tired. I’m going home.” Raquel said as she walked towards her bag and put it on her shoulder.
When Raquel left the room, I turned to Wright. "What was she saying? 'I'll wait for you, what was that for? I'll make her swallow my shoes with three inches heels!" I said, pissed.
Leon and Fier also left the room. Now that we are alone, I will be honest with my feelings.
I sat down on the sofa and folded my arms over my chest. I don't like Raquel. Ever since Wright introduced me here I didn't immediately like her habit. Wright kneeled in front of me and rest between my thighs. He reached for my waist.
"Tsk! How many times should I say this? Don’t let the green-eyed monster eat you, baby." He pinched my nose. "It's her brother's birthday tomorrow and she invited the band."
"Oh. Are you going?"
"Yes." He smiled. I frowned. He didn’t consult me before accepting the invitation. "You're with me, babe."
"I wasn't invited. I have no place in there. They’ll just outcast me."
"Alright. You don’t have to come. I'll drink all the liquor they have and get drank." He laughed.
I raised an eyebrow at him. "So ?! Alright. Let's break up, is that what you want?"
It's not that I forbid him to drink with his friends. But Wright is different when he gets drunk. He is losing his mind. He is a huge monster. I didn't know what he looks like when he's under the liquor's magic, but that was the first thing we argued about. Fortunately, we fixed it.
He winced. "Hm... On second thought, I'm not going anymore."
"Good. Now, we're talking." I looked at my wristwatch. "It's six o'clock. Let's go home."
I was about to get up when Wright pulled me to sit down again. "Wait."
"Hm? Why?" I asked.
He grinned. His eyebrows also went up and down. My cheeks turned red and looked around. I know that look, I know what he wants. "H-Here?"
"Uh-huh." Wright squeezed my waist.
"M-Maybe someone will see us. I don't want to."
"Come on, baby. It's just a kiss."
"A kiss?" Shit!
"French kiss." His grin widened.
My forehead furrowed. "What's that?"
I unconsciously bit my lower lip when his eyes looked at it like sweet candy. "Lips and tongue, babe."
I blushed. Shocks! I don't know that. "I-I don't know how."
"I'll teach you."
He covered my mouth with his. He held me closed against him. Oh, God. It's mouthwatering good! I gasped when his tongue darted out to lick my bottom lip. His fingers threaded themselves farther into my hair while his thumb traced slow circles on the sensitive skin at the back of my neck.
He lifted me onto his lap, arranging me so I was straddling him. My dress hitched up around my legs. He deepened the kiss, thrusting his tongue between my lips. He sought out my tongue and swirled over it. The taste of him assaulting my senses and making my knees wobble.
This is the French kiss!? Shit, am I doing it right?! Hot! I sighed as his hand dropped to my chest. I touched that. "W-Wright .. not t-there .."
"Hm... Sorry." He said and continued kissing. My eyes rolled again as his lips pressed against mine again. The hand on my chest dropped to my waist.
I am still a virgin. I'm not ready to give that to Wright. We are only at our three months relationship. I want to take it slow and savour the moment we spend with each other.
We were both chasing our breath afterwards.
"Awesome! Are you sure you haven't done that before?" Wright said, mesmerize. I want to print the playful smile on his lips and pinned it on my wall!
I raised an eyebrow at him. " You're my first boyfriend, what do you expect?"
"Make sense." He laughed a little and kissed the palm of my hand. "I’ll take you home. Thank you for the treat by the way."
"You are crazy."
We got up and adjusted our clothes. We got off and went to the parking lot where his car was. We rode there and quietly drove towards our house.
When we reached the gate, we saw Grandma sitting in front of our house and sewing. We got her attention. We kissed her forehead.
Her eyes narrowed but it doesn’t look like she’s scolding us. "You're here again, handsome. Are you courting with my granddaughter?"
Wright looked at me. I read his mind, ‘you didn’t tell her yet?’. I shooked my head as a response and he sighed.
"I'm serious about her, granny," Wright said gently.
"Hm. I can see that." She stood up. "Let's go inside, it’s chilly in here. You can eat here, handsome."
"Okay, granny. I missed your cooking!" Wright said holding my granny’s arms to support her weak knees.
I prepared the food. Sometimes I was embarrassed to let Wright into our house because it seemed to be the size of the bathroom in their mansion. Grandma and I were the only ones living there. I was an orphan and I only got a scholarship t study in that prestigious university.
"Young man, you look familiar. Have I seen you before?" Grandma said while eating.
Wright laughed as I rubbed my forehead. "Well, I'm Wright. Melissa’s boy—"
“Ah, yes! You’re my granddaughter’s suitor. I’m too forgetful this past few days.” Granny laughed.
After dinner, Wright said goodbye to Granny. It was late and he had to go home. The condominium, where he lives, is a bit far from here.
"Good night, babe." He said kissed me on the forehead.
After that, he got in the car and started it. I waited for his car to disappear before I entered our house.