Even while walking, the thoughts attack me and I'm not in this world anymore. It's just me in my imaginary world. 
It's really fun until someone asks you something and you have to get really tensed. It's like someone warning you about something.
Soon enough, after walking, I heard a car horn honking behind me. I turned around at the loud noise and its him. 
In his luxurious car. Marlos Meilyr in his chauffeur. I see him getting out and I smile. But that didn't last long. 
"Why are you walking?" He said while leaning against the car.
"What are you doing? My mom was in the backyard. She could see us like this. Go away" I turned around, and pretend I don't know who he is.
"I don't care. You're sweating." He says while walking beside me.
"Well, sweating is good for health. You know..." Before I even finish, he stops me. 
"Not on the road, sweetheart. I only get to see you sweating and struggling.. only in bed" 
What? I felt my cheeks getting heated up and when I was still processing what he just said, I was in air 
His strong arms under my back. He lift me up. He's carrying me towards the car. 
I was startled when I realised what he was doing and clutched onto his shirt. 
I saw him noticing it and looked at me with a frown. 
"What? Are you scared? You don't trust me?" 
"No, I mean, marlos-" 
"So you don't trust me." He paused in his tracks and turned around so that I'm facing at the empty side of the road.
"Marlos? I don't mean that " 
"Take this, then" he said and his arms flew, swinging me in his arms. I screamed at the fear of falling down on road. 
He was laughing while I was still in his arms. His chest rumbling with sound
I quickly got out of my thoughts and smacked his chest "I was scared. Why did you do that?" 
"Now you know I won't let you fall down" he gently sets me in the passenger seat while closing the door.
"I still don't trust you with that" I crossed my arms and seemed to look sulking 
"Keep doing it. Get all pouty and sulky until the lipstick on your lips get smeared all over mine" he smirks and goes for his seat.
Him and his flirting. I have to stiff myself up. So that I won't fall for his words and get all tomato colour on my face.
"What happened to your car?" He asked and started it. The engine revving and humming in the silence.
"I don't know. I have to check it." I said, still not looking at him.
He chuckled and pulled away. 
"What's so funny?" I asked him, now peeking at his face. 
"You. You are" he simply says, winking at me and focusing back on the road 
"What? What do you think?  Do I look like a clown to you?" 
"Uhm.." he looks up, thinking... "If I imagine it, you don't really look good." He says smirking, making me gasp and smack his arm again. 
"Do you usually hit a lot or did I make you that much angry?" He rubbed his biceps with his another palm, where I hit him
"I do hit a lot. You have to be careful. " 
"Seems like it. Until I tend to enjoy it"
"You're such a flirt." I shake my head and look forward at the road.  
When he was about to ask a question again, the stop has already arrived. We're at college. 
Before he can open his mouth, I quickly got out of the car and waved bye to him. I don't think he liked it.
"Bye.." I tried to be cute but failed miserably. 
"You're my passenger princess. You're supposed to let me get the door for you. Why are you in such a hurry, tho?" 
"Uhm..." I looked down, at my watch and said, "sorry. Getting late. Byee see ya" 
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