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Just how fast can reaction change? With my hand slightly hiding my lip, I hear him speak again. “That’s it. Smiling suits you better. How bright can someone’s face be when they have a smile on their lips…” Now… I can genuinely say that I am smiling. How nice the driver was… I hope all people are like him. “Then… what happened to the bastard that hurt your son?” “What else? I smack him in the face full force! If only you Ms can see how funny that bastard’s face looks like! He looks like a freaking worm! Ha ha ha”

"I mean with the red cheek stuff" "Of course I know that's what you're referring to but why shouldn't I tease you with it?. I..." "Please. You can't tell the rest either. I can't let them tease me. It's so annoying" He busted into waves of laughter and I frowned. "It's not funny" "Of course it is. The look on your face is hilarious. You were like...". He tried making the face I made and I busted into laughter too. If I had made that face as he claimed, it's indeed a hilarious face.

He said " what?" " This, we always do this whenever we went to bars, we dance like e own the stage," he said and laughed " haha is that so?" I laughed back " I can still remember the time you got wasted and you dance like crazy" he added " Don't embarrass me please," I said and bowed down " Hey hey look at me," he said and pulled my chin up for me to see his face His lips are smiling but his eyes are almost crying, is he that hurt? If he is who hurts him?

I don't know but if it laughs then it will be similar to the way he's laughing right now. "You- should've -seen- your- face" he spoke between his deadliest laugh while pointing his index finger at me. That idiot. "Is it over? Or should I come after an hour?" I asked crossing my hands under my chest quirking an eye brow arrogantly. "You must agree, you blushed like a freaking tomatoe." Aiden : 885553325886665589863288955 Amara : 0. "And you got scared too, am I right?" he cocked his head to the left with his usual smirk plastered on his handsome face.

"Tsk, I am serious!" “But, seriously. Do not be afraid. That's normal. You can't always be happy because those times, when you are down, that's when you realize that you are strong and can faced the next struggles and problems you will encounter. And also, think positive always, okay? L” I stared at him. I think this is another Zaine in front of me now. He lost the seriousness aura that he always used nor the Zaine who was always smiling. This was his other side. Another version of himself.

I looked at him to glare at him, but both my mind and face went blank when I saw how he looked at me. He had his serious face on, which he rarely wears and use on me. He moves his face closer and we both got to stare at each other's eyes for a minute or two. I didn't know what to react, but I felt my face unconsciouly responding by turning hot and my heart slowly started racing fast. What the fuck… It took me a few more moments before I could shove his face away. "The fuck are you trying to do!?" I yelled. His serious face vanished when he broke into laughter. "You should've seen your face! It was epic! Hahaha!"

“You’re kidding.” I blinked, letting a fake tear slide down my cheek, or maybe it was from laughing internally. “No, I’m being serious!” He stared for three seconds. Then I cracked. The laugh burst out before I could stop it. “Okay, fine, I’m not serious.” The corners of his mouth twitched, like he was fighting it. “You’re unbelievable.” “Come on, that was funny,” I said, grinning, trying to catch his eye. “You should see your face right now. You look like you’re trying to solve a math problem about emotions.”

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I shouted firmly. I'm sure my facial expression is already tense and turning red. Lesley laughed, seeing me panic like this "hahahahah, look at your face," Lesley sneered at me. She even laughed repeatedly, seeing my face. I turned my eyes lazily, "oh Lesley, you really helped me," I grumbled. Lesley keeps on laughing, making me even more annoyed "What's wrong with my face?" I protested again. Lesley held her stomach because she laughed "oh my God, that's the funniest face I've ever seen from you" Lesley laughed increasingly, mocking me.

It’s a lousy attempt at veiling a genuine fear with humor, and it gets me a confused frown flicked my way. “No.” He lets out a disbelieving chuckle, a second glance that hints he is contemplating if I’m serious, and then sighs. His face drops as he realizes that maybe I might be serious and hits me with an intense look, all seriousness oozing into his expression and manner.