Stop The Car

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Chapter 4 FL's point of view: Why is he staring at me like that? Is it because I'm so pretty, or my gosh, what am I even thinking? Anyway, he's been staring at me since earlier. Maybe it's because I'm ugly, or maybe I'm just like Zan, intimidating? But these days, I'm not like that serious, I'm very cheerful, maybe it's because of my eyes that are somewhat similar to Zan's. He's been staring at me since earlier, and I feel like I'm melting under his gaze. So, I faced him and asked, "Hey? Are you okay? Did you have a headache?" "Ah-a-I'm fine, it's nothing," he awkwardly responds. "Oh, is that so? You've been staring at me earlier," I whispered, hoping he didn't hear it. I glanced at him, and he's literally smirking at what I said? Wow, his face is billboard-worthy. I immediately looked out the window of the car to hide my blushing cheeks. The silence in the car is becoming tense, but soon enough, I saw the hospital and noticed Yanna getting out of the car Zan was driving. Yes, our cars are following each other, Zan's car is in front, and we're behind them. When I saw Yanna, I wanted to get out too because I can't think straight when I'm with Zan's business partner. "Kuya, please stop by the side where the car in front stopped," I instructed the driver while avoiding looking at the person beside me. The driver nodded before stopping the car. "What?" Zan's business partner asked, making me glance at him. I really can't look at him. "What," I said calmly, giving him a confused look because he suddenly shouted when I said I'm getting off the car. "I'm going into the hospital because Yanna is also going in, and I need to ask her something, so yeah, bye," I said, using Yanna as an excuse because when I said 'what,' he didn't respond. Hahaha, cute, but after that, I quickly closed the car door because I couldn't bear his gaze and ran to Yanna, who was still at the door of Zan's car, talking to her. "Yanna!" I shouted as if I were drunk while heading towards them. "Ah, Ela—" before she could finish, I cut her off and took her hand and her luggage to enter the hospital quickly. "ELAA!! You just suddenly pulled me," she said while laughing. "It's fine. Oh, by the way, what did Zan tell you when you were talking to her in the car earlier?" I asked as we walked towards the hospital. "Oh, nothing much. She just asked how I'm doing, then we chatted a bit about other countries, and she told me to take care of you because you're hyper, and you know, your sister is handsome even though she's a girl, you know, she has that charm... You two are opposites, you're girly, and she's boyish, she's also a bit cold when she gets serious, and you know, she's like those mafia girls we watch, and—" I interrupted her because she always mentions compliments about Zan. "and then what, you don't love me anymore," I said while fake crying, but I really ship Zan and Yanna, goals. But I think it's a little too much this time. I met Yanna first, but sigh, okay. "What is this? You're acting like a child again," Yanna said while laughing at my reactions, while I crossed my arms and pouted in front of her.
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