Chapter 6

Chapter VI

Awkward silence.

I avoid looking at his eyes again and brought up a topic.

“I-It’s getting dark. I think we should go home.”

“Right.” He drove me home and I wasn’t able to say good bye nor good night because I was so embarrassed!

I just finished my skin care routine when I decided to open my phone and it was bombarded with messages and notifications.

I clicked one and it was an article published about Kade and I.

Kade Doyle and Isla de Catalina, our ideal couple!

April 14, 20**

Singer Kade Doyle and supermodel Isla de Catalina had been spotted on a famous restaurant sporting a matching look plus photos of their perfect sunrise kiss at the beach was captured by a fan.

It was weeks ago when Miss Isla accidentally posted a picture of her television where one of Kade’s music video is playing. ‘I love your music so much, love!’ she captioned which made everyone go frenzy. Fans were speculating that she may have supposed to post it on another anonymous account but accidentally hit it on her real account. The two were speculated to be in a relationship for quite a long time and both are keeping it private. The two were pictured by paparazzi’s having their sweet moments while eating inside the restaurant. A fan also captured them in the sandy beach, sharing a sweet kiss in the beautiful sunset. Miss de Catalina and Mr. Doyle is trending on twitter right now with the hashtag, #OurIdealCouple. What more would we expect from this lovely couple?

I went to twitter to find out how legit the article was. It was on top of the trend list. It featured several photos of us in a sweet moment.

I dialed Mama Honey’s number.

“Mama, what should I do?”

“Your boyfriend had already executed the solution, hija. Don’t worry. He called me earlier about the article and assured that he already has plans.” After saying those, she hanged up.

My relatives, friends and classmates kept bugging me with text messages of how happy they are to me.

I couldn’t sleep properly that night. I kept on thinking what would happen next plus the kiss was bugging my mind and kept on replaying, over and over again.

The next day, I have dark bags under my eyes. I couldn’t function very well. I showered and went out of my bedroom then smelled something delicious. It tickles my nasal system that sends signals to my brain, telling my stomach that I’m famished. I didn’t quite eat last night. First because I was full and second, because my mind was too busy thinking about things.

My parents couldn’t be here because they are on their Europe trip with my brother. I was thinking of Mama Honey because she has the duplicate key to my house but then a broad muscled back welcomed my eyes.

“Kade?”

He turned his gaze. And oh god, he’s shirtless!

“Yes, girlfriend?”

“What are you doing here?”

“Well, I ask your manager for your house keys.”

“And?”

“I want to cook for you. As your boyfriend, it is my responsibility to make my girlfriend happy.”

I agreed and decided to cook for him as well. He made me fried-eggs, sausages, back bacon, tomatoes, mushrooms, buttered toast, baked beans, hash browns and hot chocolate. I made him a sausage and egg sandwich, huevos rancheros, waffle, double-down burger and pork sausage and egg casserole.

I took a photo and so did he. We both posted it on I*******m.

‘Breakfast for you (heart) ‘

I know it’s too much but we have enjoyed the meal nevertheless. And that’s what matters.

“That was a meal full of meat. I could have gained a lot of weight.” I complained.

“Don’t worry. We could burn those calories in a very fun way.”

He then gave a naughty smile which made my heart beat erratically.

The music was blasting on the speakers, the 2000’s hit songs as we sweat and danced to its rhythm. 

We are doing Zumba! Can you believe that I thought of a naughty thing but what he means is us doing Zumba. Glad that I didn’t tell him that or else another embarrassment is listed in my book of experience.

After two hours of intense dancing and burning calories, we’ve showered individually. I showered on my room, he showered on the guestroom. He said he brought spare clothes.

“What shall we do next?”

“Maybe watch a movie?”

“Sure. I love movies!”

He did something in my television and it shows my favorite movie series, Harry Potter!

“How did you know I love this movies?”

“Wild guess?”

“Ah-huh.”

He first played Harry Potter and the Philosopher’s Stone.

“I also prepared some popcorns!” he said excitedly.

We were so indulged in the movie that we almost forgot to have lunch. We were just reminded when my stomach grumbled.

“My girlfriend is now hungry. Stay put and I’ll cook our lunch.”

“Sure.”

I let him spend his time in the kitchen while I enjoy watching the fifth installation of the series.

“Lunch is served, mademoiselle. “

 He cooked butter chicken and curry.  The first bite of the butter chicken exploded in my mouth. The flavor was so exquisite that I had to close my eyes to savor the taste even more.

“This is so delicious, Kade! I didn’t know my boyfriend cooks very well.”

“Thanks for the compliment, babe.”

I fed him and he also do the same to me. I did have like a lot of rice because I couldn’t get enough of it. My stomach has been telling me to eat and eat and eat. I couldn’t help it!

After that meal, I fell asleep.

“Can I be your pillow?” I nodded.

I rested on top of him and closed my eyes to oblivion.

I woke up and he made me dressed up because we are going out for dinner. He was talking to someone on the phone when I woke up so I thought that he must be talking to his girlfriend or manager.

We went to a nearby restaurant which everybody calls, ‘the best in the country.’

“A reservation for Kade Doyle, please.”

We were led into a room. A fancy one decorated with lots of roses and candles.

Just right after we took our seats, the waiters served us the foods.

“Enjoy eating!”

I was still in awe so I did have just small bites of every food in front. After being full, I stopped. Kade stood up and went out then came back with a guitar. The one he uses on stage.

He started strumming the guitar.

She wants somebody to love

To hold her

She wants somebody to love

In a right way

She wants somebody to love

To kiss her

She wants somebody to love

In the right way

And when he finished the song, I thought to myself.

‘And I know that somebody is you, Kade.’