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All For Love(PART23) by Candice
Angelo and I spent some quality time together at the park but it still felt different. I was looking for Michael, thinking about him. â??Is something bothering you?â? He asked as we ate some of the food he brought. â??Well, to tell you the truth, there is actually something bothering me. I just donâ??t feel like Iâ??m supposed to be sharing it with you cause you probably wonâ??t be able to understand.â? I replied. I looked down, a bit embarrassed. â??Aww câ??mon. Iâ??m sure I can help.â? He said, trying to cheer me up. I looked at him. â??Alright then. Well, itâ??s about this guy I met. Remember the time when we got inside my apartment and it was filled with roses?â? I said. â??Oh so this is about him?â? He replied. I nodded and went on telling him about what I felt. â??Well, he left this morning. Heâ??s going to be gone for a year.â? I whispered. I felt my tears fall down my cheeks. â??Aww.. Donâ??t cry. He is going to be back isnâ??t he?â? He said as he put his arm around me. I pulled away immediately. â??Donâ??t do that. There might be paparazzi around here and they -â? I cut off realizing what I was saying. â??Paparazzi? What the hell are you talking about?â? He was confused, and I didnâ??t blame him for this. I sighed. â??Alright thatâ??s it. Iâ??ll tell you everything but can we please go somewhere more private?â? I stood up and took his hand. He hurriedly threw away the leftovers of the food we ate and we hopped onto the motorbike. He took me to his apartment. â??Iâ??m sure no one will be bothering us hereâ? He laughed as we got up the elevator. I smiled at him and followed him down the hallway that led to the door of his home. â??Itâ??s not much but it sure is homeâ? He said as he opened the door. I followed him inside and sat down on the couch. â??Want a drink?â? He asked. I nodded and he went off to the kitchen. â??Well, itâ??s still quite early for wine so I got thisâ? He said jokingly as he handed me a bottle of juice. â??You have a pretty home.â? I said as I looked around. He sat down beside me and let out a sigh. â??Alright, tell me whatâ??s bothering you.â? He said. I sat up properly and smiled. â??I donâ??t care if you believe me or not but I really just want to let this out. Iâ??ve wanted to talk to someone and my friend and I kinda just got back again and weâ??re still feeling awkward to each other. So here it goes.â? I started off. â??Alright, Iâ??m listening.â? He said. â??You know Michael Jackson right??â? I asked with a smile. He was smirking at me. â??What kind of question is that? Of course I do! Wait is this even related to what youâ??re gonna tell me?â? He said with a laugh. I paused for a moment. â??Ummm.. It is actually very related.â? I said. He stopped laughing and apologized. â??Heâ??s the guy Iâ??m talking about Angelo.â? I whispered. I wasnâ??t looking at him because I didnâ??t want to see his reaction. He fell silent for a moment. I tried to look at him. â??So youâ??re the girl everybodyâ??s talking about.â? He said it out loud. I nodded and gave out a faint smile. â??Wow. What a small worldâ? He sighed as he took a sip from the juice he was holding. â??Well, say something.â? I replied. He looked at me. â??If he loves you, heâ??s going to come back okay?â? He said this immediately. It took me aback because it actually hit me that what if he didnâ??t love me anymore when he came back. My eyes grew wide as I continued to realize this. â??Anything wrong with what I said?â? He asked as he took me by the hand. â??Oh my god. What if he found somebody else?â? I was at the brink of crying now. He left just this morning and I was already crying buckets of tears. â??I canâ??t really answer that. Donâ??t cry and think about it too much. A year is fast.â? He was calming me down. Little did I know, my head was already on his shoulder. â??Thanks for being here.â? I whispered. He kissed me on the head and said, â??This is what friends are forâ?. I looked up at him and gave him a quick peck on the cheek. It was what I needed. I simply needed someone to talk to and be with. Angelo was kind enough to let me stay in his home for as long as I wanted. When it was already time to go, he decided to bring me back home. We rode his motorbike and he sped off as fast as he could. Along with the speed of his bike came the never-ending speed of the thoughts rushing in and out of my head. Before I knew it, we were already at my doorstep. â??So this is goodnight, I guess.â? He said as he kissed me on the cheek. â??Yeah it is. See you aroundâ? I said, as I turned to head upstairs. Suddenly, he grabbed me by the arm and pulled me close to him. I didnâ??t know why I didnâ??t pull away. For some reason, it was okay. He was looking at me and I was looking at him. It was a moment for a kiss until my phone rang. I shook my head and pulled away. Quickly, I searched for my phone inside my bag and was ecstatic to know Michael was calling me. I looked up at Angelo and bid him goodbye then rushed up to my pad to answer my cell phone.
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