Chapter 195 - RESERVING

"For a gorgeous girl like you, it's a waste not to experience love in your youth." Yanarym snickered and peered at Lawrence. 

"I'm not wasting it, I'm reserving." 

"Reserving?" Lawrence raises a brow hearing it from her. So, she likes someone, he thought. But she's single, does that mean her affection for another person was void? If that's the case, that man had lost a lot. He doesn't see the jewel shining so bright? Or did he go blind?

"I have someone I like." Yanarym saw the baffled expression of Lawrence clarify her meaning. Lawrence thought so too and nodded his head.

"...really? That's interesting. He doesn't like you back?" Muttering his assumption Yanarym laughed out loud, imagining the scenario where Movu had never liked her. But she couldn't imagine, because that was impossible, Movu's heart solely belonged to the original.

"He doesn't like me, he loves me." That was true Movu doesn't just like her, he loves her, like crazy.

He was willing to go back home to kill his only parent for her. Although that was the most common scenario in books with syndicates, mafia, or gangs on it. Yanarym found it compelling if that also happens in real life.

Where you don't hate your parents but you are eager to end their lives just for you and the one that you love to have a serene life together. Wasn't that too psychotic? The last time she checks Movu doesn't have a mental disability. Or did it become standardized for him because he saw people dying in front of his eyes from an early age? 

"Then, why aren't you together?" She blinked her eyes when she heard Lawrence's inquiry. Why, he asked, Yanarym smiled. She remembered a lyric, where they could grow stronger together or they could grow stronger apart. That wasn't the lyrics, that was the thought on the lyric, she forgot the song.

"Some lovers have to separate for time being, and after the separation, the reunion would be more majestic. Don't you know?" 

"I thought you were not a hopeless romantic, but I guess I was wrong." Lawrence smiled. 

On the Pavillon, many students were throwing a glance towards the two stunning people that were sitting across from each other. It seems like they were shooting some drama because they look like TV actors. "Where is he now?" 

"I don't know, he told me he had to do something first then he will come back eventually." Yanarym shrugged her shoulders and answered him nonchalantly. With her things already packed she redirects her attention to him. He had a weird expression on his face, it's like he pities her but is also happy about the situation. 

Guide-sama: "He was thinking that that man you like, will never come back because he often says that to the lady and never fulfills his promises." 

"If I were him, I wouldn't leave you alone." He muttered to her with a sincere tone. He wouldn't let her be on her own, if he's in love with her but he's not. 

"Well, he's not you." Yanarym smiled at him, "But if I were you I wouldn't try to mess with me, I would only give you heartbreak. You will cry because of me yet... I won't do anything for you." Lawrence laughed with her rhetoric. The heartbreak she said, what is that? For the last twenty-seven years of his existence, he gets sad, mortified, and mad but heartbroken? Because of a woman? Will he cry? Wasn't that silly? 

"You know what? I like you." He exclaimed. She didn't have any reaction like she was aware and acknowledged him yet doesn't want to do anything for him. He's not even sure if she was telling the truth about the man she's waiting for. If that was a lie, why would she lie just to get rid of him? Wasn't he a package? Is she playing hard to get? If she's telling the truth, then she's waiting for a non-existing true love. 

"Thanks." 

"Why don't you give me a chance?" He said again and she furrowed her brows on him. 

"Were you not listening?" Lawrence smiled at her crankiness, whatever she did. It's making him enticed, he couldn't give her up. He wants her.

"I did listen to you, and it only got me more fascinated." He put his elbow on the table and rested his chin on his hand and sat comfortably while gazing at her face. He could watch her all day without getting bored. She's really pretty.

Yanarym sighed, why was the male lead being such a jerk? If a girl said no, he should accept her rejection. Though she said she would date him, she's not convinced herself that she had to do it for the task to go on well. Whatever, like it or not, she had to. 

She copied his stance but leaned closer to his face with enough space between their faces, it could be seen that they are being intimate in a public space. She didn't care, she had done a lot more steamy scenes with Alvan in front of an entire crew and a camera, what could make her more shameful? And the one who should get ashamed was not her but this man. 

"A chance, huh? Alright. If you could court me for three months. I'll give you the chance, however, if what you want is to have sex with me," she said with a low tone and looked down to his necklace that was hidden under his shirt. She extended her arm and took out the necklace to play with as she had done before. She somehow was drawn to this, it's interesting to see a real identification necklace that she only sees in movies. "...that won't be too easy to gain." She looked up to meet his eyes and smiled sweetly. "Also, if Movu came back you can't say or do anything if I break us up. After all, that's only a chance.. And I am already owned by somebody else."