Chapter 13 - Them
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"Julie! How are you?" Gin asked me as we parted. He looks so cool during his performance until now.
"Congrats on your performance," I said smiling at my cousin.
I miss him so much. I remembered those days when we were still kids. We love to play at the pond, catch frogs, and free them in Gin's backyard to scare his sister. Her older sister, Lotte would scream dramatically after seeing a lot of frogs jumping everywhere in their backyard. She hates frogs but her brother loves to tease her.
Gin played the guitar and sang during my 10th birthday. He made his first song and dedicated it to me. He made such a beautiful song and during that time he confessed that I am the closest cousin s***h best friend he ever had.
"Come in," He said and opened the door widely to let me and Xayne in.
We sat on the sofa as we watched the other members of the Rockster band put their guitars inside their gig bags. I looked at Xayne who was sitting beside me. I was surprised to see his reaction. He was so excited that he forgot to let go of my left hand.
I chuckled as I realized that he wanted to talk to Gin. He really idolizes Gin. I cannot blame him because we are the same. I also idolize my cousin because of his flamboyant talent when it comes to music.
"Gin, this is Xayne--" I am still not done speaking to Gin when he interrupts me.
"Your boyfriend," he said. I was stunned because of what he said.
"N-not yet" I stuttered as I tried to defend my relationship status with Xayne. Gin hasn't changed. He knows me very well. He knows if I am hiding something. Maybe he is reading my mind or my actions.
Gin introduced himself in front of Xayne. They both shook hands, but Gin's eyes indicated something strange. He suddenly gave a weird smile at Xayne.
"Guys! This is Julie, my cousin that I always mentioned during our practice. Remember? Also, this is her boyfriend, Xayne" He asked. Everybody turned their heads to look at me.
I glared at my cousin. He does not really believe what I have just said a while ago.
I was amused by their looks. They are more handsome up close. I cannot believe that Gin found such friends. I wonder, how could he have made them friends?
Gin is a cheerful and kind person, so I will not be surprised if he has more friends. I am happy because there are many around, supporting him like his fans who listen to their music.
"Hi! Julie!!" The blonde hair guy approached me. I can tell that he is a cheerful person based on how he greeted me. He held both of my hands and showed me his broad smile.
"Yo!" A guy with eyeglasses raised his hands and greeted me without even looking at me. I think he is an 'I don't care at all' guy and introvert who only wants peace of mind all by himself.
"Julie! Want some snacks?" A fat guy gave me his junk food. He has a chubby cheek that I want to pinch. He has a great look even though he is fat. Wow. I wonder what he looks like if he loses weight. An extraordinary Adonis, I guess...
After we introduced ourselves to each other, we talked about some kinds of stuff and I was happy to see Xayne's smiling face. He probably did not expect that one of his dreams would come true, to see and talk to Gin.
Gin advised Xayne something about playing the instrument, making a song, and so on. Even the other members did not give up and boasted their unique secrets to further develop their talent.
I saw Gin and Xayne talk in private. I was curious about what they talked about because both of their faces became serious. I wanted to ask them, but I know that it has nothing to do with me. Another thing is I do not want Xayne to get angry at me because of my curiosity.
I knew that day that Xayne learned a lot because when we bid our goodbyes to the Rockster band he was constantly telling me things he had learned from the band and he wouldn't seem to be able to sleep later because of his unforgettable experience.
"Xayne, I am glad that I made you happy" I honestly said as I watched him smiling, looking at his phone. We took a group photo before we left.
I never thought Xayne would ask for an autograph and selfie from my cousin. He was like a child who received a gift.
He suddenly stops walking so I also stop and wonder. His facial expression did not change, he was still smiling. He nodded his head and held my hand firmly.
"Xayne?" I called his attention, trying to figure out what he was thinking because he was looking far away while smiling and then he suddenly said something that caused my world to stop.
"Hey, Julie. Why don't we make it official?" He looked at me, showing the best smile I have ever seen from him before.
"What did you mean?" I asked. I already know what he is referring to, but I want to be sure. I want those words to come right out of his mouth.
"I mean, I want to be yours and I want you to be mine," he said.
After hearing those words, I could not help but shed tears in my eyes. I never thought Xayne himself would say that he is for me and I am for him. It is nice to hear because I have been wanting to hear those words for a long time.
"Julie? Are you crying? Hey, do not cry" he began to worry as I did not stop crying. I really cried over the sheer joy of my feelings.
"I'm just so happy because we are now together. Thank you Xayne" I said in between my cry. "Xayne, I like you. I really, really like you. Thank you for giving me a chance"
I hugged him tightly and I also felt him, slowly hugging me. I felt safe in his arms as my head rested on his handsome chest. The tightness and warmth of his hugs gave me a light feeling. I hope he will not let me go because I want to touch him and not let him go.
"Julie, thank you for the happy things you make me feel every time we are together," He said and kissed my forehead.
I always prayed that he would notice me, that he would like me, that he would be the person for me, and that I would be the person for him.
All my dreams are happening so before the end of this day all I want him to hear is what my heart always says because these are the words I will never forget or be ashamed to say to him.
"Xayne, I love you," I said as the only thing I heard was my heartbeat.
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