Rafael thought maybe he was imagining it. But no. She was there.
It was her.
With a frown, he walked to the aisle where she was standing with that guy. Seeing him heading towards her, she pressed closer to the boy, making Rafael’s blood boil.
Rafael’s gaze dipped down to where they were holding each other’s hand tightly, their ears had turned pink as if they were caught doing some naughty stuff.
"What are you doing here?" The girl seemed taken aback by the odd query but kept her gaze low.
"We’re here to play football," the guy who was now holding her as if his life depended on it responded boldly to his silly query.
Rafael felt like to slap his face. He wanted the guy to keep his hands off her.
If it was just a random couple, he might have smiled thinking they were up to something. But, it was NOT a random couple.
Neither of them made a move to let go of each other.
Before Rafael could give the boy a shut-up call and tell him to keep his smart mouth shut, Jason came behind him.
"Hey, man. We were looking for you. What are you doing here?" he gave an odd look to the young couple and slapped Rafael’s back, "Come on. Joseph is waiting."
Rafael snapped back into reality, giving a confused look to the duo, and then turned on his heels to go away.
***
The moment Rafael left, Finn took a sigh of relief and turned to Marissa, "Is he the one? He is more like a descendant of Changez Khan!"
"Hehe..." Marissa started giggling, "Look at your face. Imagine, what will you do if I marry him?"
With wide eyes, Finn regarded her, "Marry? Better marry Hitler!" he shoved her and walked past her.
She started following him, "But Hitler is dead,"
"And you will too if you’ll marry him," he retorted.
"No, I won’t!"
Finn scrunched his nose and walked ahead while Marissa was still laughing at the way he kept squeezing her hand when the handsome guy of her dreams was there.
She couldn’t understand why Val’s boy approached her except for one reason. Maybe... just maybe... there was a very thin possibility that he was also interested in her.
Her heart thudded in her chest and her face heated up by the mere thought. Though it was next to impossible.
But then her face turned pale by the next thought.
What if he approached her because she was Valerie’s sister? What if he wanted to know something about Valerie but stopped himself because of his friend?
Internally, she crossed her fingers and closed her eyes. She needed to stay positive.
"Valerie! Leave me!" she didn’t want to wake up her parents who were in their bedroom. freewebnσvel.cøm
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