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I urged Zoe to explain to me the relationship she and Lawrence have.
Since the girl was avoiding me, I cornered her in her dorm with the help of Estela, I forcefully dragged her here in a restaurant near our school.
“U-uhm… T-the truth is….” Zoe fidgeted on her seat, crossing her arms, looking unsettled at the table.
“W-we’re… kind of…. just… friends?”
She shyly mumbled, complete with reddened cheeks.
I said skeptically through gritted teeth as I felt my veins popping out.
“You mean like friends with benefits?” Estela giggled until I shot her a shut up glare.
Zoe fumbled with her fingers as she shifted her eyes here and there while she murmured answers that were barely audible.
“W-well… we haven’t exactly talk about it… I’m just happy that I got to see him again… I just… I’m just happy to be near him… is all…”
I knew I couldn’t possibly stay mad at her when she looked like that.
I could see it in her eyes and actions that she genuinely does love Lawrence – but that’s even more so to tell her.
I breathed a mouthful of air and exhaled it slowly out of my mouth.
“Zoe, I will only talk about this to you this time, and after this, I won’t open this topic again.” I straightened my back and look at her seriously.
“You and Lawrence are both important to me, so that’s why I don’t want you two to get hurt or regret anything.”
I raised my hand to stop her.
“Just hear me out first.” I interlocked my fingers in front of me and started to explain.
“Zoe, you know that Lawrence is just a twelve about to be thirteen-year-old kid, right? Even though he’s mature for his age, it still doesn’t change the fact that he’s still – a kid. Do you know what that means?”
Zoe helplessly smiled at me. “Leanna, you’re saying that Lawrence is still immature, and if ever we do end up in a relationship… I will be the one to adjust for him because I’m older, right? I get it. I’m completely prepared the moment I laid my eyes on him.”
I continued to stare at her with a hard face.
“No Zoe, you’re completely wrong.”
Zoe focused her eyes on me with furrowed brows.
“Did Lawrence ever act immature towards you?”
It took a while before she slowly shook her head.
“And that’s the problem I’m talking about, Zoe.”
When the girl continued to furrowed her brows like I was a complicated book she was unable to decipher, I continued.
“Zoe, I know Lawrence ever since he was a child. He might have a laid back personality… but he has an enormous sense of responsibility. He always believes that since he is the second male next to my father, he considers himself as the next head of the family.”
I reached out for her hand since I knew she was not going to like what I was going to tell her next.
“Zoe, I know that Lawrence likes you, believe me… I know… But ever since you showed up to him, he’s been making you his responsibility because he had taken your virginity. He has this mental notion of taking care of you for the rest of your life.”
I squeezed her hand when Zoe’s face teared up.
I knew that she also felt it. She just didn’t want to admit it.
“Zoe, Lawrence has a life ahead of him. Please don’t make him feel trap. That’s all I’m asking of you… But if you two still decided to be together… then, I won’t be against it. And this will be the last time you’ll ever hear this from me.”
I let Zoe cried some more before she nodded and wiped away her tears.
I squeezed her hand. “We’re good then.”
We raised our head to found the blindingly beautiful face of Emery Jansen staring at us in full smile.
“Hello.” Estela greeted when Zoe and I were still lost in her radiant beauty.
“May I sit here?” Emery inquired.
We absentmindedly nodded.
Emery sat next to Estela before she focused her attention on me.
“How are you, Leanna? How is your leg?” She asked, and I was transported back to reality.
I gave her a timid reply.
“Actually…” Emery started to ran her eyes on the table, looking uneasy.
“Y-Your… your… brother…… What does he like?”
I think I misheard her.
“Which brother?!” Zoe snarled with clenched teeth, ready to wage war against Emery.
“Lance.” The pretty girl just shyly smiled at us.
Zoe instantly relaxed as she slumped on the couch, looking all bored. Her enthusiasm immediately deflated.
“What for?” I didn’t hide my displeasure at her because I knew that she likes Lance – but of course, with a peerless beauty looking at you sincerely like that, I found myself drawn to her instead.
“Uhm… I’m planning to get him a present for his birthday.”
“That’s right! It’s Lawrence birthday this Friday!”
Now I found myself being stared by two horny felines, looking at me with hopeful, eager eyes.
“You guys do realize that my brothers are just twelve, right?”
They said in unison with their predatory eyes, not one-bit bothered by what I just said.
My brothers charms amazes me.
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