Chapter 5 (part 3): And Love...

The atmosphere in the car that night was so one of a kind. For the first time ever, Dylan ignored me. Dylan had just broken up with his hot girlfriend. He needs time and space to heal. I understand his feeling right now. It’s gonna hurt when it heals to, it will all get better in time- Better In Time was on air. I smiled cause this song it’s definitely suits Dylan’s condition right now. “What are you smiling at? This is so out dated!” He hit me and changed the channel. I just can’t believe you’re gone – another song from Leona Lewis; Yesterday. I looked at him and laughed again. “Is today break-up song day?” He wondered. “Nahh, I asked the radio guy to play them,” Geneva finally spoke up. “Funny…” He hit the off button. “Come on, I was just joking,” Geneva switched it on back. Why is loves always feel like a battlefield?! – Battlefield by Jordin Sparks was playing. “One of my favourite songs,” I teased Dylan. “Cut it off!” He switched it off. “Fine,” I replied him.

The situation went back to being awkward. Nobody spoke a word. I looked at the mirror and saw Geneva playing with her hair at the back; she rolled and rolled and rolled it. That’s when Harold the Silent Breaker broke the silence.

“You love to play with your hair, huh?”
“Who? Me?” She answered me.
“Who else is playing their hair right now? Right Dy?” I shoved his shoulder. Dylan ignored me, still.
“It is just a habit of mine,”
“You look cute when you do that,”
“Thank you.” She gave me her warmest smile.
“Mind if I ask you something?”
“Depends,”
“Why are you with Aaron?” I’ve been wondering about this since she told me.
“You really want to know? It’s a long story,”
“Dylan? Is it okay with you?” I looked at Dylan and he nodded. HE IS STILL IGNORING ME.
“Hmmm, it’s family stuff. Our fathers had been best friends since pre-school. They grew up together in the same neighborhood,”
“So they are gays?” I stopped her.
“Excuse me, you are talking about my father,”
“I’m sorry,”
“My father loves Aaron just like his own son,”
“So why don’t he marry him?” Dylan spiced up the conversation.
“Nice one, bro,” Dylan and I high-fived.
“Guys, please, stop it. You want to listen to me or what?” She sounded annoyed.
“Yeah. Sorry,”
“He sort of planned my future already. I’m going to marry Aaron in about 10 more years,”
“Do you love him?” Once again, I stopped her.
“Hmmm…” She paused there. She’s like seeking for the right answer. It seemed so hard for her to find one.
“Yes… No?” I was keen to know.

She remained quiet. Did I say something that hurt her feelings? Should I say something to her right now? I looked around to find another topic to talk. I got it!

“You love Gaga?” That’s the best I can get right now.
“Uh huh, who doesn’t?”
“I love Bad Romance, Speechless..”
“Hey, my house is at the corner, You can stop me here,” She stopped me from listing all of Lady GaGa’s songs.
“Are you sure?”I asked and she nodded.

I pulled the car to the side. I got out from the car and opened the door for her.

“It’s very sweet of you to do so,” She smiled at me.
“My pleasure,” I used the words Roxanne loves to use, she taught me this.
“Goodnight,” She kissed my cheek and turned away. She quickly walked to her door.

Goodnight kiss? Heaven should’ve sent me a warning about this beautiful angel. I stood there for about a minute and I was like on cloud nine. I walked to the car and got in.

“You saw that, Mr. Bradshaw?” I teased him. I looked at him as he’s not responding to me. He was sleeping. “Oh My God, you heavy head!” I murmured. As I drove practically ‘alone’ back home, I was smiling all the way. How nice if Dylan witnessed that moment. My mind wasn’t on the road. I kept asking myself; why did she kiss me? Is that her routine? Kiss all the guys who send her back home? Or she was saying thank you to me? But, for what? I did nothing. It was odd, really odd. I put it aside and turned on the radio. Hey, you got me lovestruck! – V Factory was on the radio. I think, nowadays, radios can detect someone’s feelings and play the song that suited them. I laughed by myself and sang all the way back home.

LOVE – The most addictive of all. At least to me, it is. Maybe because I never experienced great sex and I’m pretty sure, I never take any drugs (except for medicine of course) before. People can change when they are in love. Like Dylan, he wasn’t that responsible before he met Christine. Another great example is Izzy; he’s different when he’s with his so-called-friend, Roxanne. In short, Love does change people.

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