CHAPTER 6
Won
“Hey.”
Zanrell took steps towards me. Pati ang band members namin ay natigilan nang bigla niya ‘kong lapitan.
I’ll admit. He looks so good looking with his dirty green bomber jacket. His thumb is inside the pocket of his blue jeans.
I gulped first before giving him my cold look.
“What are you doing here, del Grico?” I asked using my cold voice.
“Making things easier for you?” He smirked that made my face gloomier. “Kaysa maghintay ka sa labas ng subdivision namin, ako na ang lumalapit.”
My blood boiled because of embarrassment. The hell?!
Immediately, I glanced at our van’s door, looking if it was open and if my co-band members did hear what this dumbass said. Fortunately, they already closed the door.
Matalim na tingin naman ang ibin
