Camp Rock Introducing Me Lyrics

The Philippines' only criminal school is about to explode within months and I, a criminal like them, turns out to be a criminal undercover agent. NCC have given me a mission, what is my mission? I need to bring down the Black University, arrest all the criminal students, professors, and George’s allies with the help of NCC. But there’s something in the mission that connects me with my greatest enemy and to his son, will I consider this as a mission or as a chance to take revenge? Or to fall in love?

I first met you in a nightclub, and you first met me when I was a kid. I did it because I needed money, but you agreed because you wanted revenge. I want to forget about that memory, that cursed night, the one that made me feel worthless. The memory that is the root of all of my problems and the outcomes of your plans. What would have happened if I hadn't met you in the first place? What if I just let my dreams fade away? Should I fight for you and face the consequences, or will I be cursed for the rest of my life?

"Get up, I'm hungry. Cook for me NOW!" The authoritative tone jolted me awake, not giving me a moment to freshen up or even change. We don't sleep side by side; he stays in the master bedroom while I occupy the guest room. He can't stand being near me. It hurts deeply when those words come from him, but it's a recurring pattern. I hurriedly made my way downstairs, still tying the robe around me. In the kitchen, I began preparing his breakfast. You see, I'm his secret wife. No one knows except our parents and a few friends. Since we got married, not a day goes by without him reminding me that he doesn't love me. Not a day goes by without him hurting me. But that's alright because, as I've mentioned, I love him so much that I'm willing to do anything just to earn his love in return. A single tear escaped and fell onto the clove of garlic I was chopping. I quickly wiped it away. From the corner of my eye, I noticed Manang watching me. I took a deep breath to regain my composure before turning to her with a forced smile. "I'm sorry; I got emotional over garlic." I lied.

“Pinili kong umalis para hindi ka mahirapang pumili at magdesisyon.” Lumuluhang sabi ni Via sa binata. Mapaklang ngumisi si Russell at nakakainsultong tumitig sa mga mata niya. “Do I need to thank you for that? Do you fucking want to hear me say, Oh, thank you for fucking ruin my life!” Napapitlag siya nang sigawan siya nito ngunit hindi siya nagpatinag. Alam niyang kasalanan niya kung bakit nito sinasayang ang buhay nito. “I don’t have any choice—” “Goddamn it, Via! Don’t fucking tell me that you don’t have a damned choice! Pinili mong iwan ako sa kabila nang labis kong pagmamahal sa’yo! You choose to hurt me, so stop telling me your bullshits and get lost!” Nakagat niya ang kanyang labi at pinigilang huwag mapahagulhol. Nasasaktan siya sa sinapit nito, ramdam niya ang matinding galit nito sa kanya. Magagawa niya pa rin bang gamutin ang sugat na tinamo nito nang iwan niya ito? Could she really have a chance to fix the bad boy’s, broken heart?

"You don't love me because she is the one you love. I am not important to you because she is important to you! And most of all I am not in your mind because she is always in your mind. I am not the one you choose because she is the one you choose, and besides that I get tired instead of you getting tired let me go first as and I set you free, lets set each other free!" L.A. Cruz.

I'm so tired of disappointing myself. I'm so tired of heartbreaks and tears. I'm just so tired. I never thought that love can be so tiring. “I p-promise... if this is the world of getting married to me, to hurt me, t-this would be the last tears I will cry anymore.” I said while crying under the rain. But could I still keep those words? Because my life didn't end here. Flood Voldizépeña is 27 years old. He's actually one of the most fearsome trillionaire of all time. A tall, smart, sexy and handsome guy with beautiful sky-blue eyes, who's breaking my promises slowly and tried to build another world with me. Should I let him? But I don't want to fool myself anymore if in the end he'll just give me heartache and destroy myself. But would he? Like, the world of getting married with a trillionaire? I wonder how it ends like.

She's my childhood friend. My favorite obsession. I wasn’t supposed to feel this way about her. She was meant to be off-limits, that I could treasure but never touch. But the more I watch her, the more I crave her. She’s mine, whether she realizes it or not. I’ll pull her into my world, wrap her in my obsession, until she’s as consumed by me as I am by her. And when that moment comes, when she finally sees me for who I am now, there’ll be no turning back. Because some obsessions aren’t meant to be fought, they’re meant to be fulfilled.

"I'm sorry Avry, let me explain.." Buong pusong pakiusap ko sa kanya. Nasasaktan ako. Ang sakit sakit. Bakit masakit? All of it is just part of the game. Make her fall in love with me yet ako ata ang nahulog ng malala. "Save it, Ice. I don't need it. Don't worry we're even. Hindi naman kita minahal." Bumalik ang walang emosyon niyang mukha. Bakit ganun? Parang mas masakit pa to kumpara sa lahat ng naging break ups ko? Ayaw ng tumigil ng mga luha ko.

"At least make just one step closer, Sage! Sa paraang iyon ay masasabi kong may pag-asa pa akong makasama ka." It took a minutes before he make not just one step, instead he ran into me and hug me tightly. "I waited for this, my moon," he whispered. I miss his touch, I miss everything about him. I am home and I can't wait to feel his love again. All the pains and burdens from the past will remain in the past and this is the starting of my new life.

My name is Akira Sy, or rather, Akira Sy Montenegro—18 years old. Yes, I’m married to the man I love most, Kyle Xavier Montenegro. He’s a businessman—handsome, incredibly successful, and has everything. I fell in love with him when I was 16, always dreaming that one day we’d be together, and yes, my dreams came true. The next morning, I woke up to a cold sensation on my face. I opened my eyes and realized it was water, soaking my entire face. I looked up and was met with Kyle’s dark, piercing gaze. I immediately felt a wave of anxiety. “K-Kyle,” I stammered, my voice trembling. He closed his eyes tightly, as if burdened by a huge problem. “Stand up, wh*re. I’m hungry. Cook for me, NOW!” he ordered with authority, making me scramble to get up without even bothering to wipe my face or change clothes. No, we don’t sleep in the same room. He’s in the master bedroom while I stay in the guest room because he finds me disgusting. It hurts so much when those words come from him. He’s always like that. I rushed down the stairs, tying my robe as I went, heading straight to the kitchen to prepare his breakfast. Yes, I’m his secret wife. No one knows except our parents and a few friends. Since we got married, there hasn’t been a day when he didn’t remind me that he doesn’t love me. Not a day goes by without him hurting me, but it’s okay because, like I said, I love him so much that I’m willing to do anything just for him to love me back.