Déjà vu -Ch2 and Beyond-

[mary_kate65]

Leyla got her first dose of the journal's magic. Will she believe in it?


Chapter Two

           "So after everything you told me last night you're just going to come here and say sorry and expect everything to be fine? For your information, I am not madly in love with you to be foolish enough to forgive. Get out of my sight, get out of this place!!!" I shouted at him and banged the door. Rey knocked hard quite a few times but when he saw I wasn't responding, he stopped and when I opened the door, he wasn't there already and my tears started flowing down.

          "Hija, I thought you really loved that guy," grandma said and gave me a cup of water.
          "Yes grandma, I did loved him. Past tense," I lied.

           "You need something to clear your mind. Do me a favor and drop these books at the community library today. I know you love to read and you might as well enjoy yourself there," grandma said.

           "Sure lola, i'll just have to get dressed in a jippy," I told her and hurried to my room. I need to do something, I really, really need to do something.

            Once I got there, I grabbed the journal and read what I wrote. It's almost unbelievable how Rey lost me last night and wants me back the next morning. This journal has got to be something. I sighed and wrote on the next page, "I am going to meet an ideal guy at the library later." I smiled and if this one's going to happen, I'd believe that this journal really has its magic.

         I rode grandma's vintage motorcycle to the library. There are lots of people and I don't think that the next journal entry will come true. So, I went to the librarian and gave her the books grandma was asking me to drop off.

          "Uhm miss, I'm sorry but can you do me a favor?" the old librarian told me.
          "Sure."
          "Since the books your grandma borrowed were taken from one shelf, will you be the one to put them back? I really need to 'go'. Please," she begged.
          "Yeah, no problem."

           The library was small and all I can see were probably high school students researching for their subjects. I sighed looking at them while walking. Not that I want that journal to have the magic or something but.....bang! I bumped somebody and all of the books I was carrying all fell to the floor and since they were all hardbound, they created a noise.

          ""Oh my goodness, I'm so sorry. I wasn't looking," I whispered in panic. The person whom I bumped picked up the books and placed them on the shelves and turned to me. God, he is awesome. I could feel my jaw dropping but I controlled it, lucky me.

        "It's my fault actually. Hey, I'm Paolo. I work at the Community Gym nearby," he introduced himself and offered a handshake.

         "Leyla here, just a tourist,"  I replied. What followed was a huge shhhhh from the students.

         "We better talk outside," he suggested and flashed a very cute smile. I followed him outside the library where there was a picnic table. We talked for hours just anything about the town, about what we do for a living, and books. I went home smiling, almost forgetting the heartbreak that I should be feeling.

       The dawn next day, I woke up from a bad dream. I found myself in tears. I dreamed about Rey and how we used to be. I realize I still miss him and because I miss him, I still love him. Desperate to forget the pain, I opened the journal and wrote, "Tomorrow, i will forget about the pain Rey caused me and I will enjoy what this island has to offer to me."

      I closed my eyes and hoped the pain will go away....



  to be continued....

[simplejane_8]

Bakit nakahiwalay ito dun sa first chapter? Kala ko tuloy walang update sa deja vu.. Hehe.. I really like the story.. Im excited for the next up.. Sana ipagsama sama mo nalang po dun sa unang post mo na deja vu para di nakakalito.. Ü

[mary_kate65]

i'll take your advice sis, I'll post chapter three here tonight. Sorry:) hehehehe

[simplejane_8]

Thanks sis.. Hehe..  Abangan ko yung next chapter Ü

[mary_kate65]

There is always a cure for heartbreaks.


Chapter Three

     The next morning, I felt so relieved like I'm the happiest person on earth. When I looked at the mirror, I couldn't see any swollen eyes. I was perfectly fine. I tried to look at me and Rey's photos in my phone but it didn't affect me. The journal is really working.It's like a fairy godmother with pages in it. For the first time, it felt so good to have control over this life of mine. I took a deep breath and got ready.

      "Looks like someone's in a good mood today, did anything happened yesterday?" grandma teased me at breakfast. It reminded me of Paolo and I smiled again. Since I planned to jog, why not spend the morning in the gym instead?

       "Uhm grandma, do you know where the gym is?" I asked.
       "Yes of course. It's at the back of your Uncle Pilo's restaurant. I heard that the owner is a handsome man," grandma smiled at me.
       "I am not interested grandma," I laughed. I really wasn't interested with the owner but the one who works at his place.

        Using grandma's motorcycle again, I traveled to the community gym. The building is boxed type and is painted in white. The place looked pretty decent to me. I went in and registered as a member for a month. The lady receptionist gave me a gym bag and some free towels and hygiene stuff.

        I proceeded to the thread mill. I was working out for almost an hour and Paolo still wasn't there. It might be his day off so I got my stuff and headed to the shower. I sadly took a last look of the gym before walking towards the door. A noise shocked me.I overheard a gym instructor whispered to his colleague that their boss was there. I didn't care much so I continued making my way out of the place when I heard someone call out my name. I turned to look and it was Paolo. He walked towards me and I smiled.

      "Hi Leyla," he smiled.

       "Boss, we need to purchase these new gym equipments," an assistant butt in.
       "I'll take care of that later," he said and sent his assistant away.
       "You own this place? I thought you said you work here." I told him.
       "I wasn't lying. My parents own this place and I just work here."

       "Care for a salad?" he asked me.
       "I am not a vegetarian," I replied.
       "How about some of our island burgers?"
        I nodded.
       "Island burgers it is," he said and we walked out together. Paolo told me to leave some of my gym stuff in the locker and my motorcycle in the parking and we can just go back for them. I agreed and we rode his car, I don't know what they call it but it looks like the tiny car  they use for golf.

        I've had the best burgers I ever tasted in my entire life. The island burgers were grilled right in front of our table at the shores. Paolo is a really good man. He told me that he was made to choose between a life in Manila and a life manning a gym at an island. He ended up choosing the island because he said he doesn't like the busy days in Manila.

        After eating, Paolo took me to a botanical garden. There were lots of orchids. Grandma would love the place. It was full of the prettiest flowers. I wonder why my parents never took me here when I was a child.

         It was almost sunset when Paolo took me home.

         "I had a great time," I told him as he carried my stuff to the front door.
         "Me too. I know this may sound like I'm in a rush but Leyla, can I take you out again?"
          I thought for a few minutes and eventually said yes.

          My smile was still very big when I went in the house.

          "And I thought you weren't interested in the owner," Grandma teased.
          "Grandma!" I exclaimed and hugged her.

          "I hate to remind you of this Ley but are you sure this isn't your way of dealing with the pain?" Grandma got serious. I wasn't affected of the idea, maybe because of the journal's magic. So, I told grandma how fine I am. I was so tired so I immediately fell asleep as soon as I lied down in my bed.

          Two days later, I was starting to feel the pain again. I went out and hung out on the seashore when someone went near me. It was Paolo. I looked at him and I knew the feeling was less than what I felt the last time we saw each other. I can feel that the pain of losing Rey was still engulfing  the whole out of me.

          Paolo smiled and I felt so guilty.

 
to be continued

[simplejane_8]

Nice chapter sis.. Inaabangan ko to nung friday night pa.. Hehe.. Ü

[mary_kate65]

Will history repeat itself?


Chapter Four

    "Hi Paolo," I managed a smile.
    "How are you, Leyla?" he asked casually at me.
    "Fine, thanks."

     We sat on the seashore and felt the cold seawater on our feet. He closed his eyes for a few seconds and then, he looked at me.
   
     "Ley, can I ask you something?"
     "Sure, go ahead," I smiled at him. Deep inside of me, I got nervous on what it's going to be. My heart started to beat faster.
     "Can I take you out on Saturday night?"
      Oh dear, again, this isn't happening. I didn't almost notice that I just said yes.

      Okay, let me explain myself. There is nothing wrong with going on a date--especially with a sweet and kind one. But the thing is, what if I fall for him? I'm still not over Rey and what if I am just loving the time when I'm with him because I want to forget my stupid ex-boyfriend? I can never imagine myself being so unfair to Paolo because I know  how it feels to be heartbroken because you were never enough to the one you love.

   I decided to leave the night in my newly-found companion, the journal. I remember it was Friday when I jotted down the words, "Tomorrow, I would stop feeling guilty and what I feel is true."

     Yes, I know that was stupid of me but that time, I did not really care.

      Saturday night. One hour to go and I am still facing my closet. All I can see were shorts, cover-ups and sleeveless tops. Who could have expected that I'd go on a date this summer? So, I sat down on the floor, frustrated. Then, grandma walked in.

     "Apo, Paolo will be here in an hour's time and you aren't dressed yet," she said and took a sip of her tea.

     "I have nothing to wear lola," I sighed.
      "That's not a problem," grandma placed her cup of  tea on my end table. After a few minutes, grandma returned with a blue silk dress. It had a flower embroidery on its left sleeve. It was so beautiful.

      "Your mother wore that on her first date...with your father," grandma said in a  sweet smile. I knew she  felt "kilig" and I felt it too.

       It took me a short time to get dressed.

      "You really are your mother's daughter. Now, finish up and Paolo's probably on his way," grandma took her cup of tea and made her way out of my room.

        I took one more look at the mirror. If mom used this dress on her first date with the man she married, will the same thing happen to me?

       I laughed at the idea. After a last gussy up, the door bell rang. It must be Paolo. I grabbed my purse and headed to the living room.




to be continued...

[mary_kate65]

Leyla found the brighter side of love. Is it hers to keep?


Chapter Five

   Paolo was already in the living room talking to grandma when I arrived there. He stood up the moment he saw me. His eyes were smiling at  me.

   "Isn't my granddaughter pretty hijo?" grandma proudly asked.
   "She isn't lola. She is beautiful," Paolo answered.

    We were drove on a familiar rode which I was glad about. Paolo kept his loyalty.
    "So, where are you taking me driver?" I asked.
    "To the most amazing place in the island," he answered.

     It was really indeed the most amazing place in the island. Grandma told me before that there are only a few high places in the island and one is developed. She never told me into what so I never bothered.

      I never thought it would be developed in an island grill. There were tables on top of the treehouses. Some were under nipa umbrellas. We chose the table that is inside the body of a vintage car.

     "This is really amazing Paolo. It's embarrassing that my parents were natives of this island yet I never knew this kind of place exists," I couldn't help gushing.
     "I'm glad you liked the place. Actually, this was developed two years ago. My friend, who is a food critic told me about this."

     I think it was about 9:30 pm when Paolo took me home since grandma specified the curfew at 10.
     "So, I had a great night," I told him.
     "Thanks for dining out with me tonight Leyla. I had a great time too."

      We of  had an exchange of like ten goodbyes before I finally went inside the house.

      I was so happy about what happened that night that I wrote, "Everything will go well between me and Paolo."

      After taking grandma to her book club meeting the next day, I went straight to the market to buy some veggies for the house. Grandma will really appreciate it if I cook dinner.

      While at the market, I overheard people talking about that the cellphone signal can be reached at the community wharf. I checked my phone in my bag and remembered I haven't used it for ages. So, after making my purchases, I drove myself to the wharf.

      A voice mail immediately came in after I got some signal. It came from my best friend Cathy. She said that I need to call her as soon as I can. So, without hesitation, I dialed her number.

      "Cathy, something wrong?" Cathy answered in a low voice.
      "It's about Rey," Cathy answered in a low voice.
      "What about him?"
      "After your break up, Anna broke up with him but I heard he was more affected that he lost you. He filed a three-week leave at the office just recently. I think you should contact him or something. He may do something bad. you know Rey."
      "He'll be fine Cathy. He's a big boy already. I'll call you as soon as I get some info about him. I have to go," I said my goodbye and she said hers.

       I should not be worried because I know he's mature. But then again, where is that guy? He hasn't came back since I rejected his apology. After replying my messages, I went home to prepare for dinner.

      The thought on Rey kept on distracting me so I decided to leave it to the journal.




to be continued




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[simplejane_8]

Di ko mahulaan kung anong susunod na mangyayari.. Ganda ng story mo girl.. Keep it up.. Ü

[mary_kate65]

Just when Leyla thought she was over him.


Chapter Six


     I got my pen and wrote down, "Rey should pick himself up." Leaving the situation to the trusty journal, I got a good night's sleep.

     Grandma left early the next morning. She said she's going to a seminar on entrepreneurship because she's planning to build a bookstore in front of the beach house. When someone knocked at the door, I immediately opened the door thinking it would be the newspaper delivery but it was more than that. It was Rey. I closed the door behind me and  went outside to talk to him.

     "What do you want now Rey?" I angrily told him without looking at him in the eyes.
     "Ley, I broke your heart, I broke my life. That is why I came here, to pick up the pieces. Ley, I want you back in my life. Please give me another chance," he begged.
     "When you broke my heart, you made sure you broke it very finely that you can't just "glue" it together now. You can leave now Rey."

      He did not answer. Instead, he got something out from his pocket. It was a ring, "I want you to marry me Leyla. I bought this before anything happened between me and Anna. This one's for you," he said and took my hand but i pulled it back.

     "You should try giving that to your girlfriend," I said and ran away. That thought sent me to tears. I remember how I crazily imagined our future together. And I realized what happened still breaks my heart. I wish I would just be numb enough not to feel any of the pain that's coming into me right now. The idea  of writing that in the journal passed through my mind but I did not do it.

     I  think I spent the whole morning crying over everything. It's like all the pain was engulfing me all of a sudden. Around noontime, grandma knocked on my door and went in.

       "Apo, Paolo's here, he's asking if he can take you out for lunch," grandma said in a  low voice. She has this weird Leyla-is-in-pain radar built in her.
       "Tell him I'm sick grandma," I said and covered my face with pillow. Without any further words, grandma closed the door and all I heard were the sound of steps fading.

        I should not be crying over spilled coffee. That's what my parents always told me. I took the journal out and saw there were only four more pages left. I don't know what I will be writing in the last page but right now, it doesn't matter to me. I put it back on my body bag and got dressed.

       I told grandma I'm going to the island grill. Not really sure of what I was going to do there, I started driving myself. My eyes still hurt because of all the crying.

     When I arrived there, I ordered one bottle of beer. One led to another and another until my head was already resting on the table. I raised my hand to order one more when someone placed my hand down and carried me. The smell was familiar but everything was too blurry. The person carried me to a car. I blinked a few times and saw it was Paolo. He wasn't smiling. He's probably mad at me for acting like a stupid child.

     "Paolo," I laughed, "Bring me back there, I wasn't done yet."
     "No Leyla. You are drunk and I am taking you home right now," he said in a firm voice.
     "Why are you so concerned huh?" I shouted, "I can take myself home without you. I can! I can! I ca...."
 
     I was stopped from shouting because his lips touched mine. My whole world seemed to became clear for a few seconds then my heart panicked, and I fainted and closed my eyes. Which was probably the most embarrassing thing I had ever done in my life.


to be continued




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[mary_kate65]

You're just too good to be true.


Chapter Seven


    I woke up with a very bad headache the next morning and when I went to the kitchen, grandma was already there, reading another novel while taking constant sips of her tea. When she looked at me, her face has disappointment in it so I sat down on the chair opposite to hers.

    "What have you been doing young lady? Remember you are in a land foreign to you and you'd go to a place like that to get drunk?" she told me while managing not to raise her voice.
    "I am sorry grandma, I swear that would be the last time that would happen," I raised my right hand to signify a promise sign.
     "I trust you on that. Eat your breakfast and get dressed. You should go to Paolo and give thanks for taking you home last night," she told me.

        Oh yeah, speaking of Paolo...
        After taking my breakfast, I got dressed and borrowed grandma's keys. I started driving myself to the community gym. He should be in work by now. I checked the time and it was already nine thirty so I proceeded to the gym. I told the receptionist I want to talk to Paolo and it's urgent, she immediately led me to his office. He was there and again, he smiled.

      "Take a seat please," he told me. And I did.
      "I'm here to say thanks," I told him not looking at his eyes, "And to ask for an apology."
      "Apology? For what?"
      "You think I don't remember because I got drunk but it's very very clear. You...You..."
      "I did what?"
      "You..."
      "Come on Leyla say it," he says, teasing.
      "Kissed me," I finally managed to say it. He smiled. How could such person smile at the idea that grosses me out? Oh okay, it doesn't gross me out it just gives me the feeling that I don't want to feel.
       "Okay. I am so sorry for what happened Leyla. But you see, it wasn't only to shut you up that time, it was also to let you know something,"
        "Let me know what?"
        "Come on Leyla, you're smart. I know you know why I did what I did,"
        "I'm sorry Paolo but I really don't know."
        "Well, here it goes. I kissed you Leyla because I love you. I know it's wrong for me to say this in such a quick time but I know what I feel for you Leyla," he said.
        I couldn't speak. A part of me wants to tell him that I feel the same way but a part of me wants to walk away, take a plane to Manila and  never come back. But deep inside, I know  this isn't just another summer romance, this is something different.
       "So, I don't deserve an answer?" he asked me again.
       "Meet me at the grill later and I'm going to give you my answer," I told him and walk away. I was actually lying because I already had an answer the moment he asked me if he deserves an answer.

        I already asked permission from grandma if I can meet Paolo at the grill that night. I wrote something in the journal before leaving. It said, "I am going to give Paolo his answer and it would turn out right." Confident of what I am about to say to him, I grabbed my bags and the keys and drove myself to the grill.

       Paolo was already there, waiting when I arrived. Food were already served at the table. He's sitting on the table where we sat on our first date and where I got drunk. I took a deep breath and continued walking. We were already sitting at the table when I began talking.

      "I have thought of this a hundred times and I hope I won't be wrong with this one," I said.
      "What is the answer?" he said in a very soft voice.
      "I think I am going to give us a chance,"
      "That means..." he almost can't speak those two words.
      "Yes." And that made him shout the same word. He stood up from his seat and hugged me. I hugged him back and everything felt so right. I knew I made the right choice.

        When he took me home, I introduced him to my grandma as my boyfriend. Grandma smiled and even told me that I made a good choice.
 
        Being with Paolo made me forget the pain that my past heartbreak caused me. He had been such a good person to me, a good boyfriend for that instance. We only see each other in the afternoon because he had to go to work until five. Sometimes, he's surprise me and grandma, and he'd bring lunch.

        One day, I decided to surprise him in his office. I cooked and packed lunch for both of us to eat. Little did I know, I was the one surprised. When I opened the door to his office, I saw him hug another girl. From the back, the girl looked sexy, just wearing shorts and a plain white shirt. I stood there long enough for them to notice me.

       "Who is she?" both the girl and I said at the same time. Awkward.


to be continued


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[simplejane_8]

OMG! Who is she paolo?! Hmp.. Basta gwapo, babaero! Haha..

[mary_kate65]

OMG! Who is she paolo?! Hmp.. Basta gwapo, babaero! Haha..

hahahaha. we'll see about that sis lol

[mary_kate65]

Too many things to write, too little pages.


Chapter Eight


   "Hey, Leyla," Paolo called into me and kissed me on the cheek. I still couldn't move from where I was standing.
    "This is Jenna, a close friend of mine. She visits the island every now and then to critic the food served in the new restaurants in town," he explained and pulled me nearer to the girl. Oh yes, I just called her the girl. I remembered on our first date, Paolo told me about his friend who's a food critic who introduced him to the island grill. So, this is the friend.
     "Jenna, meet Leyla, my girlfriend," he introduced me to the girl and I offered my hand for a handshake. She accepted  it and we shook our hands.
     "Wait, why did you come here in such a surprise?" Paolo asked me.
     "Uhm, I passed by to pay for my additional gym fees and after this, I'm going to take this lunch to grandma," I lied.
     "There's no need to pay for additional fees. And, you want me to drive you to your grandma?" he asked, falling in for the lie.
     "Nope, in fine. In fact, I have to go now," I said.
     "Are you sure? You can stay here and hang out for a while," Paolo suggested but I said no.
     "Well, if that's what you want. By the way, I don't think I can visit you later. Jenna and I have some things important to discuss about the gym menu. That's okay with you?" Paolo asked politely and I nodded.
     "Yup. I understand. Bye Jenna, bye Pao,"I kissed him on the cheek and made my way out of his office, out of the gym.

       I couldn't concentrate while I was driving. Why did I just leave? What could have they been doing by now? I went home and ate the lunch that was supposed to be for the two of us.

      After doing the dishes, I went to my room and opened the journal. I read all the past thoughts I wrote on the journal and I couldn't almost believe that my life is in full control this summer. I'll just write something and it happens. Wow. So, I continued flipping the pages until I reached the back cover. I flipped back. This can't be happening. Only two pages are left.

        I grabbed my pen and bit its bottom tip. I should think deeply on what to write next. I should save the best for this last two. Then, I thought deeply on what really mattered to me that time, on what really was making me happy. I came to the final answer. What mattered to me was Paolo and what was really making me happy was the time we spend together. Nothing, I meant nothing, should stand between us. So I decided to write, "Get rid of Jenna and any girl that will break Paolo's loyalty to me."

        I know what you're thinking right now, that it was so selfish of me. Yes, I know that now. Going back to the story, that afternoon Paolo came to visit me in the beach house. His face was all worried and he looked so  stress that it scared me.
        "Something wrong? Work problem?" I asked and gave him a cup of coffee.
        "It's Jenna," Paolo sighed.
        "What about her?"
        "Just this noon, she was all supportive of giving a good critic in the proposed new diet menu in the gym.  knew it was going to be a boom to the business but by four pm, she said she can't critic the menu and she has to leave for Norway tomorrow. She said it's something urgent but she won't tell what it is," Paolo narrated without a soul in his face. He was just too sad to even manage a sip in his coffee.
        "I'm sorry," I finally said it.
        "You don't have to, you have nothing to do with this. Whatever Jenna's reason is, it doesn't involve you, okay? So stop feeling bad," he held my hand. Oh Paolo, you just didn't know it was all my fault.
        To make up for what I did, I suggested we'd go dancing the next day. The grill has this Friday night special and there's going to be buffet and dancing which is not normal in the place. After a few persuasion, Paolo agreed to go and  promised me he would pick me up the next day.

         I felt kinda relieved that in one way, I'll help ease Paolo's stress. I could not tell him the truth. Don't tell me that I'll just approach him and say, "Paolo, it's my fault. I wrote something in this journal and it came true." There's no way he'll believe that. I know honesty is the key to any lasting relationship that's why after my last entry, everything's going to be permanent and I'll have no reason to lie to Paolo anymore.

       I spent almost the entire night thinking about what to write in the last page. It should be the best. It should be something that I know I'll still want even if  years will pass. It should be something for keeps.After deciding for my final entry, I closed my eyes and slept. I am going to write my entry tomorrow.



to be continued
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[mary_kate65]

You can't lose what you never had.


Chapter Nine


      Friday night. I dressed casually since it's a casual night, as what the grill said on its fliers. Dressed in my shorts and a t-shirt, I slipped my feet into my espadrilles and grabbed my bag. Grandma asked me for a talk before I leave for the grill and I agreed.

      "Leyla, apo, have a seat," Grandma said in her usual soft voice. I did as what she told me to.
      "Something wrong grandma?" I asked.
      "It's really nothing apo. It's more of a concern.You'll be leaving for Manila next week. What are your plan? you and Paolo?"
       My gosh. I did not think of that. My plane ticket's scheduled for Friday next week and me and Paolo still did not talk about what we're going to do after summer. I couldn't speak.
      "If you still haven't talked about it, better do it later. I want you to remember apo that your career is in Manila. In case you decided to give it all up to stay here, you are more than welcome but think everything through. If it's really worth the risk, if it's worth losing everything," grandma said and gave me a hug. Then we heard a knock. It was Paolo.
      "Remember everything I told you Leyla," she kissed me on the cheek and I bid her goodbye.

      Looking at Paolo, I could not take adding one more problem. I should not be a problem anymore to him so I decided to keep my mouth shut until the next morning.
      "So, Paolo, how's everything going?" I asked and flashed a smile.
      "Fine but I prefer not to talk about it tonight, I'd like to dedicate this night to you," he said and held my hand. I smiled at him.
       
          We arrived at the grill and saw it transformed into a buffet place This has been our favorite dining place ever since. Sometimes, the owner gives us free dessert because he already knew us too well.
           We were having so much fun dancing and watching others dance. Then, the time came for the slow dance. Paolo asked me to dance and I willingly accepted it. Everything was going well when something unexpected happened.

           "So, is this guy the reason why you keep on rejecting me Leyla, huh?" Rey butt in.
           Paolo looked at him and then looked at me, as if asking a question. "I have to talk to him for a second," I told Paolo.
           "He might hurt you," he whispered.
           "No, he won't. I assure you that," I told him and pulled Rey to the less crowded part of the grill.

           "You really won't take no for an answer?" I shouted to him angrily.
           "What? you think I'll accept that I will lose you to one island boy!" he shouted back.
           "You know he's more than that you stupid person,"
           "I don't care. You're just doing this to get back at me Leyla,"
           To shut him up, I decided to lie to him and told him, "You think you're the only one who knows how to fool around!" which was probably the most stupid thing I ever said in my life.

            "So you think everything between us is just fooling around Leyla?" Paolo said  behind me. I turned and saw tears flowed down on his right eye.


to be continued