Friends to Lovers

Chapter 13

"Is it hurt?" Mila seriously asked as she examined my whole face. She has done wiping my nosebleed, and we're here in our room, "I'm no nurse, I don't know if I should give some ice or whatever," She added like a physician.

I chuckled as I slightly slapped her face away, "I'm okay, no need to worry, mom," I sarcastically said.

"What the f**k? Did you just call me a mom when we already had s*x?" She couldn't stop herself but laugh loudly about what I said. I frowned as I glared at her.

"How can you be so calm while saying those sensitive words?" I said, looking intently into her eyes, "How can you be so casual when you cheated on your boyfriend with me, Mila?" I continued. I wasn't mad, though, but she needs to wake up from her actions. I have every right to question it since I'm involved.

She stayed silent as she couldn't talk to me, avoiding my gaze. What's gotten into you, Camila?

"I-I'm sorry, but I don't regret any of my actions," She fired back as she tried to fight back at my stares, "Last night was unforgettable, I won't forget that even if I'm seeing someone, Lau," She continued as she suddenly stands up from the bed where we're sitting. It made me speechless by what she said.

"Don't make me forget it, Lau," Mila looked at me as if what I did was wrong. I didn't respond. I watched her left the room instead.

I let out a big sigh while I stared blankly at somewhere.

Am I wrong for questioning what's unfair to me?

I know that deep inside that it is not fair because I get to hold my love in my arms, but I never wanted it in that way. I could give more than that.

A day isn't enough for me to believe that I slept with Camila. It was sudden and confusing for both of us. And I don't even know if that makes us still friends.

What should I call us then? Friends? I would be fooling myself if I'll still think of that. It was surreal, but it did happen.

What should I do? Ah! It frustrates me how I will act around her from now on! Now that Camila's the one, who mentioned as she brings up about last night, our pretending hours are over.

When evening came, our team met up at the seafood restaurant for dinner including, her. I can't talk to her right now. She confuses me the most!

Everyone was laughing whenever Jacob and Mila made a joke about something. She looks good and comfortable. I can see that I am the only one who's thinking about us all day.

I suddenly wanted to hit her, but I can't deny that I didn't want to push her hard about last night because it might be the reason for her to go away from me.

I could be anyone she likes. I think I can do that for her. It's easy, and I might be a heartbroken loser after this.

I sighed as I whispered to the person beside me to get the dish, which I couldn't reach from my seat.

"Thanks," I said as I silently put some on my plate.

I love what they ordered. It was all taste good! I was smiling while I was eating, and sometimes I nod my head whenever I felt good about what I ate.

And when I looked at Camila, she was already looking at me as she suddenly smiled at me with a wink. My eyes widened in shock a bit when I finally realized that she was the one responsible for ordering these kinds of dishes.

"Psh," I scoffed. Why didn't I notice that?

I still don't get her, and I don't want to talk to her for now. She should think about her plans for me, and maybe, I am a fool for loving her, and I'm willing to give everything.

Loving her isn't easy because it confuses me all the time! I can tell how unpredictable she became more, and I can't compete with that.

If she has no plans on me about whatever, at least clarify what's our thing. Maybe my soul would be good with that.

Love has been complicated ever since, and people like complicated things. I don't know. Maybe they want it for fun? Adventure? Exciting and not simple?

Some people are crazy about the things that they want in their lives. While I only wanted to love someone behind the spotlight of her attention because we're friends, what we have is also a complicated case.

I am a fool who fell for my under. I have been a responsible superior for years, and my principles were suddenly broken when the first time I met Camila.

After we ate dinner, some of us wanted to go to the beach bar, and being a team leader, always keeps an eye on my team. I am no saint. It became my habit since every each of them is my responsibility.

I was sitting at one of the bar stools as I drank my tequila when someone suddenly walked in front of me. I looked at him from head to toe, and this hot guy's familiar.

He's wearing beach shorts and an open polo, which allows me to see his proud abs. I can't deny how hot and handsome he is.

I watched him as he sat down from another stool beside me and ordered what I was drinking. What he's doing? What are his intentions?

Well, I don't want to see his face for almost breaking my nose. I don't like to be friends with people who are greedy and competitive. But I have to admit that being competitive isn't bad unless you have bad intentions for others, and it would not be good for me.

He suddenly glanced at me, "I am sorry."