A Mystical Destiny

Chapter 16 - Stunner

The night before their flight to Boracay, Klasy attended a family event. One of her cousins got married and there is no way she will miss the event. Theo wanted to go, but he has appointment in a far city that day. They agreed to meet in the evening, but his meeting extended.

Klasy was overjoyed with the ambiance. She loves attending events and socializing with people especially now that most of the attendees are close to her. She never stopped talking all night, she's happy with the marriage of her cousin and with the overall feel of this event. She stands out among the crowd, Pierre couldn't take his eyes off her.

He has attended a lot of events in his life, and this one is nothing special. Being his dad's represent in social gatherings, he's convinced all these people are just trying to finish the night. But Klasy is a very special case, she's out there putting smile in everyone's face like an angel.

"You might want to calm down. How many glasses have you taken?" She threw herself to hug Pierre when he appeared out of nowhere. She's extra goofy tonight, but nobody tells her anything. She sparks good vibe wherever she sits.

Pierre immediately smelled the strong liquor she's taking. Even the most little detail about this woman impresses her. He tried to give back the affection in that hug, butbhe doesn't want people thinking he's taking advantage of a drunk woman. She's clearly had enough alcohol.

"Thanks for attending. You're like a family member too. You're close to all my cousins and I see you in most of family events like this." There is no lie in Klasy's statements. That's the case even before he went to another country. Now that he's back, he's anticipating to see her often again. Their families are just as close.

"I guess the boyfriend is not here. He'll make a fuss seeing you like this." She gasped as if surprised.

"Why? What am I like now?" Just how fast her expression changed. She's now pouting and fussing.

"A really beautiful mess right there. Tone it down. Nobody's saying anything, so I did the honor. Calm yourself, you are being too friendly with everyone." Pierre sounds like a father to her. A slow smile formed in her strawberry lips. She clung to his arm.

"You just called me beautiful." She said shyly. Pierre carefully took the glass she's holding and out it down in the table near them. He even met eyes with one co-model of Klasy who's taking a picture of them. He ignored her and faced Klasy whose cheeks are now flushing.

"Are you collecting compliments tonight? Enough with alcohol, okay? Sober up and stay in one place."

"Why don't you join us? I'll introduce you to my friends. You're another social butterfly, don't pretend you're not." Before he could answer, Klasy already pulled Pierre to sit with them.

With his frame and fine features, he easily captivated the attention of people around. Pretty faces, shinny things and sophistication, he was raised having those around him and yet he still finds Klasy rare.

He watched her as she started talking while sneaking glances at Pierre from time to time. He's aware Klasy is saying something about her, but she cannot hear anything because of the loud piano sound. Her dimples in the left cheek is hypnotizing. Those red lips that's been stained by different hard liquors tonight, her nose that's in perfect shape, he cannot explain exactly what's special about her, but he admires the little things about her.

"Pay attention please!" She raised her voice when he pretended to look at his phone. Klasy doesn't even have an idea what kind of emotions she's stirring.

"I'm listening. Go do your thing." He said with those whipped eyes towards her.

"No you're not! They are nice! You're missing out, go greet them and enjoy a lovely time. I'll go to my parents to check..." She stood and almost slipped as she got out of balance. Thankfully, Pierre was quick to catch her waist.

She took a deep breath and patted his broad shoulder.

"Thanks, dude. Your reflex saved my career and my parents' dignity all at once." She winked as if that's nothing. His jaw dropped as that got him caught of guard. She almost fell on the ground, and all she's thinking about was her image as a model and her parents' embarrassment.

"Hey, lady." He was going to let it go, but as he watched her walked away, he just can't let her go alone. She's about to fall anytime.

He walked the remaining distance between them and gently got her left arm to wrap around his.

"You're going to see uncle and aunty? I might as well greet them." He reasoned when they started walking again.

Klasy was impressed with how gentle this guys is. She's wondering why he never considered him as a man before. He was too close with her family, and that has shaken her a bit. He feels more like a brother than a lover, and nothing changes with time.

"The boyfriend, I guess?" They bumped into Kazer and the way he smiled is annoying her.

"You call every man I'm with my boyfriend! Why are you so desperate to..."

"You see everyone's getting married, Klasy, and you're still out here enjoying your single life. Must be nice!" He teased more. Her cousins can be annoying but Kazer can go extra mile on that note.

"Whatever!"

"So are you her boyfriend?"

"Yes he is! Now piss off!" She answered and pretended to be angry. Pierre just shook his head and got along.

Klasy greeted her parents and srttled down beside them. She's been roaming around since the party started, she's even getting more attention than the bride herself even she's not aware.

"Hijo, how have you been? I saw thr pictures of charity event and you were there. Thanks for participating." The old man tapped his shoulder as if telling him good job.

Klasy's parents have always been fond of him. He's presentable and a known gentleman in the elite world. His father being a politician earned him respect too. He's a typical rich guy who proudly represents his father. He usually gets questions related to politics, but he has no interest. He knew the dirty ways there, and he never considered jumping into it. He likes aesthetic instead, beauty, calmness, so he chose to explore creative hobbies.

"Everyone's looking for you, uncle. Next time, we should postpone if your sched doesn't align. Your name was all I can hear." He likes being told things like that ans Pierre knows.

Klasy and her mother talked about her plan to spend a week in Boracay with friends. She's old enough to get told not to turn off her phone. Sometimes, she's even sending her bodyguards when she's going to places alone for work. But now that she's going with friends and some cousins, her mom is confident that she will be fine.

"Mom, will you be fine if I get myself a boyfriend?" She asked remembering how excited Theo was for their outing.

"Please get one, Klasy. Your dad and I have been waiting longer than anyone else. But no pressure. Don't just get anyone, we raised you well! Your dad has been setting a good example, so please, please, don't get someone who will hurt you." Klasy looked at the birde and groom who are currently addressing the guests now. She watched their lovestory and it was beautiful. Almost all her relatives have successful marriage, but she couldn't see herself in their position.

She took a deep sigh and erased the pressure in her chest.

"I hope I find a man even half as good as dad. That would be fine for me." She answered. Pierre heard that, it's like a confirmation that she still doesn't have a boyfriend at the moment. That impressed him more. A these models and bachelors around her. and nothing caved in to her heart? Just how high is her standard?

"Someone like Pierre would make a good son-in-law, you know?" Her dad joked which made him blushed. Klasy takes jokes like that well. She's used being shipped to anyone.

And that night, Klasy regret being drunk more than any day of her life. She was the headline the very next day. A photo of her and Pierre walking together while talking sweetly was trending online. Her fans were losing it, her friends kept sending her links of articles. She woke up at 4 AM not being able to move from bed. No single message or call from Theo, and it scares her more than anything.

They are supposed to catch a flight at 8 AM, but she can't move to prepare. All she can think of is how Theo will react to this. Last time, it was Pao so he knew the news was fake. But she's not sure how he will handle this one. This is just one of those days she hates being a public figure.

After 30 minutes of sitting and overthinking, she finally got herself to take a shower and dress up. She remembered going home with her parents last night, but she's surprised not to get any message from Theo confirming he got home safe. Now, she's afraid to even look at his phone number.

She's the hottest topic now. People can't get enough of Pierre because he looks so good in the photos.

Around 6:30 when she finished preparing, she dialed Theo's number and he answered after ringing twice. She cleared her throat and sat straight even he can't see her.

"Theo..."

"Yes?" His voice as cold as ice. She wanted to end the call right away as goosebumps appeared on her arms.

"Are you good now? I'm on my way to the airport. I'll see you there." She tried to sound relax, but her voice cracked.

"Okay. You seem to have a blast last night, are you okay now?" His sarcasm made her knees fall weak. Her breathing went fast and she bite her lower lip. She doesn't know how to respond to that.

"Theo..."

"Yes?" His tone could send her to hell at that moment.

"Let's talk later, Theo. I'll see you in the airport, take care." She ended the call right away. No way Theo is going to let this go.