He asked, “Still thinking about him?”
I answered, “mhmm”
“Look, I think his charms had worn off cos I’m sure I’m more charming than him” then he chuckled.
Blood rushes to my cheeks. He was staring at me…I can feel it.
“I wanna sing with you tomorrow night, please.” He said.
“Why?” My voice kinda showed a subtle panic is taking over my body.
“Cos I want to sing this particular song for you, and I want you to feel the lyrics of it…cos it’s for you.” He said.
“I can’t help it.” He whispered.
Ugh, I can’t help it either.