Chapter 47 - #47

Chapter 47: It's You

"Liv, wait!"

I stopped when I heard Sean's footsteps. He went after me which made me sighed in annoyance. He stood in front of me and his face was filled with confusion.

"Did I say something wrong?" he worriedly asked.

"Maybe you think you didn't but you did," I said. I was about to walk when he stood in front of me again, not letting me pass through.

"I'm sorry, Liv." He gave me an apologetic look.

"I want a straight answer, Sean. Do you like me?" I had the urge to ask. I don't like assuming things secretly.

"I do," he simply answered without hesitation. "And I know Kellen likes you too. I just want to let him know that the best man will always win."

The nerve. I'm not used to this behavior of a man.

"Sean, this isn't a competition. Plus, he's your cousin and your friend. Don't you think you just disrespected him? You know that he likes me, but then you said that in front of him." I shook my head, getting disappointed. I thought Sean is better than this. I mean, he could be. He just doesn't want to. 

"What do you want me to do then? You want me to let you fall for him? You want me to do nothing?" He sounded so pathetic. Why would he force someone to like him back easily? 

"That's not how you like someone, Sean. If you like someone, you should let them be happy, whatever the reason is. If you can't trust the process, stop it already. You're wasting your time."

"So you like him too, huh? Am I right?" His tone gets higher.

"And what if I do? You don't have a say on that. You can't hold me like I'm yours," I angrily said before walking away. Thank God, he stopped following me this time. I couldn't handle having that conversation with him anymore if I didn't walk away. It's like I'm suffocating on something I shouldn't be.

I ran to find Mr. Parker. The backyard was so big and dark because no one is here. I was walking for at least a minute but I couldn't find him. I just stood in the middle, not knowing what to do. Why do I feel this? Why do I feel like I don't want him to be hurt?

"Who are you looking for?" I was startled when I heard his deep voice. I turned around and I saw him leaning on the wall in the corridor with his other hand in his pocket and he's... smoking. I immediately walked towards him.

"Mr. Parker. It was nothing," I said. "I have no idea what Sean said earlier."

"What are you talking about?" he asked, acting innocent before smoking his cigarette. 

"You already know what I mean." I took the cigarette from his hand which made him furrow his eyebrows. I threw it to the floor before stepping on it. "Why are you smoking? You don't do that."

"I want to." He got the cigarette box from his pocket but when he opened it, nothing's in it. "Lucky for you, I ran out."

"Since when did you smoke?" I ridiculously asked. I will not tolerate him, this isn't good his health.

"I always have it with me, just in case I'll need it." He wasn't paying attention. It was like words are just coming out from his mouth but he doesn't think of it first. "Why are you here?"

Wow, isn't it obvious that I'm worried? How numb of him!

"I was hoping to talk to you," I answered. 

"Why?" He now stood straight in front of me so I had to look up a little. Honestly, he looks intimidating but I'm starting to get immune to it.

"What Sean said doesn't matter. It shouldn't matter to the both of us," I said, not knowing the exact words to say. It's embarrassing.

"And why is that?" He's trying to make me say it straight!

"Because..." I paused. "Because I said so," I proudly said.

He let out a short sarcastic laugh. "You ran all the way here to say that? Interesting." I rolled my eyes on him before walking away.

...

The party was over and I didn't push myself to talk to Sean. It'll just make our situation worse. But I'll make sure that we'll talk some other time to settle things between us. I hate it when I have an unsolved problem with someone.

People are now leaving the house. Thankfully, Sean was accompanying some of his friends and he's far away from us. Cindy went home earlier with her other friend, I don't know her name.

"I'll drive you home," Mr. Parker said. I didn't respond and I know he'll take it as a 'yes'.

...

We were quiet inside the car. It's not that awkward, it's just that no one dares to speak first. I browsed my social media to kill some time. While I was scrolling on Instagram, Camille suddenly called me.

"Hey, Liv. I just want to say thank you for coming," she happily said on the phone.

"Yeah, anytime," I answered.

"And also I'm sorry about uhm... my brother. Don't worry, I'll talk to him later."

"You don't need to, Camille. I'll talk to him some other time," I answered. I don't want to bother her about me and Sean. It's her birthday, she doesn't deserve to be stressed out.

After talking for a few minutes, she now ended the call. I'm starting to think that she and I will be good friends in the future. She's the sweetest person I've ever met.

"Did you two fight?" Mr. Parker asked, not looking at me. He might have noticed it because I was acting uncomfortable the whole time after we talked in the corridor.

"We just had a misunderstanding. It'll be okay soon, I'm sure," I explained.

"You should've not come outside," he said which annoyed me. "You're just making me confused."

I took a deep breath before facing him. "I'm not making you confused. I just clarified things to you."

"That's the thing, Liv. You didn't clarify things on me. You just made it worse."

"What?" I let out a sarcastic laugh. "I made the situation worse? I'm trying to fix things and—"

"Why? Is something broken?" he asked, taking what I've said literally.

"I just don't want you to—"

"Get jealous? You don't want me to get hurt? Is that it?" He stopped the car which made me silent. I didn't know what to say anymore. Should I agree? Or should I not? "Answer me, Liv."

My heart was beating too fast and I figured I should get some fresh air. I went out of the car and I heard him come out too. We're in the middle of nowhere, thankfully, no one can see us because I'm starting to sense that we're going to start an argument.

"What? You're gonna try to escape again? Come on, Liv," he let out a bitter laugh.

"You want me to tell you the truth? Fine!" I walked closer to him until we're inches away from each other. "Yes, I don't want you to get jealous." I don't know why I'm saying this right now. I'm not even drunk. I cannot tell that it's the alcohol talking in here.

"I want a clear reason to that. You can't just tell people that you don't want them to get jealous of someone," he said, forcing me to spill it out.

"I don't want you to misunderstood it! If you're thinking that I like him, I don't. I want you to always remember that," I explained, catching my breath because I spoke too fast.

"Is that it?" He leaned closer to me, looking at me in the eye. He's really squeezing information from me! Oh for God's sake!

"That's it," I responded instantly to him.

"You know what? I really got hurt back there. You're even holding his hand earlier. It hurts me to see you happy with him." He dramatically held his chest like he was deeply hurt. But he's just making fun of me!

"I'm not happy! I'm not even smiling!" I defended myself.

"If you don't like him, then who is the lucky man?" He raised a brow before crossing his arms in front of me. I glared at him before rolling my eyes.

"You don't have to know—"

"But I do want to know." He smirked, teasing me. I then took another deep breath. He'll never let me getaway with this now. Perhaps I should give him what he wanted to make him stop talking already. Besides, I don't think I still have the strength to hide it anymore.

"I, Olivia Riley Gomez, will officially admit that I like you, Sir." He still seemed surprised a little, maybe not because he's shock that I like him, but because he didn't expect me to confess. "Yes, you heard me.. I like you."