Chapter 9: Chapter 9

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I hope this will be the first and last time that we'll be together in a project, he's such a pain in the ass.

“I don't have anyone with me” he said and pouted his lips.

Eew! Does he think he'll look cute if he pout? Hell no! He looked like a duck!

“As if I care! And-err, stop that” I disgustly said. I could not stand his ugliness, he's already ugly since then (atleast on my eyes), but he looks even more ugly!

“Why? Because I became more handsome in your eyes, wasn't you? You can't resist my charm—” before he finished what he's saying I cut it off.

“Hell no! I just can't bear to see a gorilla pout. It's disgusting, bro!” I said harshly. I know, I know, that was so harsh. But I need to, this man was overflowing with self-confidence and cockiness, sometimes it also needs to be reduced.

“Just admit that I became more charming in your eyes and you have a crush on me, and you don't want others to see me that cute, because they might put me in their pocket” he said smiling like an idiot again.

"Pwe! I don't care if your so-called fans see you pouting like a gorilla trying hard to be a duck, tss. Atleast thay can see how ugly and childish you are. And for your information, they can't put you in their pocket, you're too BIG to place in a pocket. You're not even worth it. You scumbag!” I said bursting his bubbles.

“Come on, time passes by. We might not be able to eat if you declined nonstop, because I won't stop insisting you until you agreed” he said ignoring what I said.

I look at him suspiciously. Isn't it suspicious that he just invited me to have lunch with him after what happened yesterday? And why is he that desperate to make me eat lunch with him? This man is up to something.

“Why are you insisting so badly, in the first place? Suspicious. if you're planning something bad. I'm warning you. Stop what you're planning. You can't outsmart me.”

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Things went well while we're eating at Mcdonalds today. Yeah, in the end I lose and allowed him to eat lunch with me, even though I don't really like that idea. We even argue on what restaurant we'll choose to eat.

He wants to eat to Chick-fil-A but I demanded to eat in Mcdonalds. I just like Mcdonalds rather than Chick-fil-A. I don't say that Chick-fil-A's not good. I just like Chicken Fillet Ala-King so very much!

I looked at Dwyne who is currently eating fries. I took one fries and dip it into the Chicken Fillet sauce. Call me weird but it really tastes good!

It's a relief that nothing BAD happens to me while we're eating. It's not that I don't trust this guy. It's just that, I find him very suspicious to just suddenly invite—or should I say, forced me to have a lunch with him, after some, err, misunderstanding yesterday? Does he have some sort of Alzheimer's disease, dementia, amnesia, or whatever is that?

But not because nothing bad happens to me means he's trustworthy enough. He's into something—that's my intuition's saying. I just can't figure it out. But, I have a bad feeling 'bout this.

“So, why?” I asked him.

“What, why?” he said while looking at me with a confused expression.

“Why do you want to be my friend? If you forgot, we just had some... misunderstanding yesterday. Why sudden change? You're really up to something, don't you?” I said while arching my brows and looked at him suspiciously.

“What? No. Like I said I'm just being friendly. Was it bad?” I rolled my eyes and scoffed.

'Does he really think I would buy that? Bruh, why do I think of it so hard, anyway? It's not like it was so important. If he's really up to something, I will figure it out sooner'

“Don't play dumb with me, you dummy! Haist, whatever, I know that you won't admit it. I know you're not that idiot to say what is it you're up to.” I said boredly.

“There really is no reason. I promise, Xy. I just really want to be friends with you” I sighed deeply and groan.

“Sorry to burst your bubble again, but I'm not into making friends. I don't really need it. I can live alone without it.”

“I know. I know. You are an independent person. But, I just really want you to be my friend. It's okay even if you won't consider me as your friend,” he staed and genuinely smiled.

Hmm, it's not really bad to make friends. I just had some bad taboos on making friends with someone. I can accept him as my acquaintance but not a friend, atleast not now. I want him to prove himself to me that he's worth to be my friend, just like Agatha.

Evwn if he looked sincere, I mud not let my guard down. It can be an act. You know, he's a famous actor means he's good at acting. He can fake his feelings anytime he want.

And I really sense something in him. It's not friendship he was up to. It's something and I can't point it out.

'It looks like he wants to play with me. Okay then'

I mentally smirked. “Tsk! Fine, fine. Just don't you ever try to stab me on my back or you'll know what will happen to you.” he was shocked at first but smiled later on. Because who won't be shock? The aloof ‘Xyna Alegre’ just let him to be my friend.

'That was an act, man. I will only let you in my life, when I already knew what you're hiding—what you're planning. Well, not unless you prove me that my hunch was wrong and I'll atleast consider it'

“Of course! I won't let you down. Thank you and you agreed to be friends with me.” he said joyfully like he's a suitor of mine that I finally answered to be my boyfriend, tsk!

I won't put rules on our so-called friendship. As long as he won't backstab me, we're okay.

We continued eating silently until we finished.

We were about to stand up to leave the mall and return to our area, when my phone suddenly vibrated, so do Dwyne's. There was a massage.

I looked at it. Oh, it is a group message from Director Benjamin.

From: Director Benjamin

‘Let's continue our taping again tomorrow, I have an emergency today, it is so urgent. I need to leave immediately and go there. Thanks.’

So, like Director Benjamin said, we'll continue our taping tomorrow. Good for us then. The rest of the day is our free time.

“Oh since, we don't have a taping anymore, why don't we gather around in this mall, first?” he suggested. My forehead creased.

“I just bought groceries yesterday”

“Was shopping's the only thing you can do at the mall?”

“Ahm, yeah?”

“Hmmm, since we're at the mall now, I'll take you to my favorite place when I was still young, come on!” he said and ran while pulling me in the hand at the same time.

Why is it became his hobby to pull me every time he's running, tsk!

Some time later, he stopped running and let go of my hand.

I put my hands on my toes to catch my breath.

When I regained my breath I glared at him deadly. If glare can make a person dead, he must be lying on the floor now.

“Agreeing to be friends with you, doesn't mean that you can just pull me somewhere and anywhere you want.” I said calmly to him. Even though I really want to punch him by now, I am holding it.

“Oh, I'm sorry” he said and scratched his brows. I just shook my head then looked around the place where he brought me.

‘And what the fuck are we doing here?’

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