I can’t forget about him!

All night long, I kept thinking about Hiro and it’s bugging me!

I’m supposed to forget about him and yet here I am, thinking about Hiro and his handsome face and his soothing voice and his shitty and confusing attitude and he’s driving me crazy.

I already threw the calling card because it was reminding me of him but no matter what I do, no matter how much I eat, I couldn’t stop thinking about Hiro Blaise.

“Are you gonna hide again so that you can squeal like a pig?” he whispered in my ear, “fucking pathetic.”

I got angry again remembering what he said to me that night. He easily said those things to someone he had never met before. What does he know about me aside from where I live.

Ugh, come to think of it, how did he know where I’m living? Was he some kind of stalker? He’s creepy already.

Instead of thinking about that creep, I decided to focus my attention to class. It’s already hard dealing with the constant bullying and the only I could do to keep my mind off of it was to bury myself with school works.

I wasn’t active in any after class activities because I was busy working to pay off my tuition and the rent of the house and our groceries. Good thing my step-father actually share some of his money to support us and I guess it was one of the not so many reasons why I couldn’t leave.

After gruesome hours of boring lectures, it’s finally lunch. Everyone got out of the room as soon as the bell rang. Ever since the video thingy happened, I stopped eating at the cafeteria to avoid my schoolmates. They couldn’t touch me when I’m inside the classroom thanks to the teachers but once I’m outside, there’s no telling what could happen to me.

They already humiliated me to the point where my dignity got trampled. I wouldn’t let them do it again.

So instead of going to the canteen, I went to the library. I’m not into reading books but this one of the places I could find solace in. There’s only a few students visiting the library. It’s quiet and peaceful and free of jerks. Plus, the wifi was fast here.

I picked the table farthest to the door. I sat down, took out my books and began studying for my next class.

I’m hungry as hell and even though it’s forbidden to eat inside the library, I snuck in a sandwich secretly eat.

I was having trouble finding solution in one of the math problems in my book when my phone suddenly vibrated inside my pocket. Thinking that it was Alyssa calling me, since she’s the only person calling me in this phone, I picked it up without checking who it was.

“Hello?” I answered in a bored voice.

“What are you doing?”

My eyes widened, my heart skipped a beat and I was frozen to my seat after hearing that voice. Without thinking, I immediately hung up the phone, slamming it down on the table while panting hard.

He’s calling me! Hiro Blaise’s calling me, again!

I tried calming myself but I was trembling too hard.

There’s no way that number really belonged to Hiro, right? It could be anyone. He might just be someone who had the same voice as Hiro.

Yeah, that’s it. There’s no proof that guy was Hiro Blaise. I can’t know it for sure just because of the voice.

My phone vibrated again, flashing the number I had memorized days ago because I kept looking at it like an idiot.

I tried to ignore the calling but I got tempted in the end because for some silly reason, I wanted to hear him again.

I’m going crazy, I’m sure I am.

In the end, I picked up the call.

I put the phone in my ear and asked, “what do you want?”

“You hung up on me.”

“Yeah. Can’t I?”

“You can’t.”

“Why’s that?”

“Because I wanna hear your voice.”

Oh my god, I’m definitely going crazy if I find it adorable for him to tell me that. I could even feel my cheeks heating up.

“...who are you and why are you calling me?”

I heard him chuckle and I didn’t even noticed a smile appearing on my face.

“I told you, it’s because I wanna hear your voice.”

“You didn’t answer my first question.”

I need confirmation that this person was indeed, Hiro Blaise. There’s a chance this was another way of my schoolmates bullying and making fun of me but that’s just pathetic if they exert this much effort in doing that.

“Who do you think I am?”

“I don’t know. Satan?”

He snickered and I did as well.

“Close enough.”

“Tell me who you are or I’ll hung up the phone.”

“You won’t do that.”

I raised a brow.

“Why not?”

“Because you wanna hear my voice too.”

My heart skipped a couple of beats. As much as I wanted to deny it, I couldn’t.

I playfully moaned, pouting while holding my phone closer to my lips to lower my voice down since this place was a library.

“Oh come on, tell me who you are.”

“You guess,” he replied.

I smirked.

“Have I met you before?”

“Yes.”

“Okay. Are you…a guy then?” I asked before stifling a laugh at how stupid and hilarious my question was.

“What do you think?” the person answered and I could hear a tint of amusement and annoyance in his voice.

“I don’t know that. What if you’re a girl who just have a deep voice.”

“I can assure you, Paige, I’m a man.”

“Okay. Are you…the same age as me?”

“Yes.”

“What school do you attend to?”

“North Vale.”

“So you’re a delinquent?”

“You could say that.”

As each question rolled out of my tongue, the hopeful thought of this person being Hiro Blaise made my heart swell in anticipation and dread.

“Why are you in North Vale.”

“Because I’m a deliquent,” he answered in a dead voice.

“No. What I mean is what’s the reason? What did you do to be admitted to North Vale?”

It took him a second to reply.

“Because I did bad things to people.”

I froze.

Remembering the things he said the first time we talked in the phone, a chill ran down my spine.

“Bad things?”

“Yes, Paige. Bad things.”

Gathering all my courage, I said, “I shouldn’t talk to you if you’re a bad person. I…hate bad people.”

“Doesn’t matter. You can’t escape from me again.”

I gasped, surprised from his response.

“W-what?”

“I’ve waited too long. Even if I have to hurt you, I’ll make you mine.”

What in the world?

Our conversation got interrupted when someone called him.

“Hiro, let’s go. Maria’s calling us.”

My jaw dropped in disbelief and I almost dropped my phone from shock.

“Now you know who I am,” he said in a mocking voice. “Remember what I said Paige.”

He hung up the phone. Every strength in my body left me and I was sitting on the chair, staring at nothing with wide eyes and open mouth.

He really was Hiro Blaise.

I’m so fucked.

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Ever since I found out that Hiro Blaise had my number, I couldn’t sleep. And now I look even uglier than before.

Damn it.

It’s all his fault.

I stared at my phone, thinking hard on what I should do. I could block his number but I just couldn’t do it.

I’m such a trash.

With a grunt, I took my phone and pressed Hiro’s number. I just wanted to lash out at him and scream in his ear how annoying he was even though he haven’t done anything yet.

It’s one in the morning and I’m calling a dangerous person who had the potential to eliminate me if I piss him off.

Sounds like a logical thing to do.

I put my phone on my ear and waited for Hiro to answer. As each rings echoed in my ear, I could feel my heart beating faster and faster.

Soon, he finally picked up.

“What?”

Oh, he sounded grumpy.

“It’s all your fault!” I blurted out.

It took him a second to answer.

“What the fuck are you talking about?”

I made a face. He’s really rude, damn it. Why am I so interested in this kind of person.

“I can’t sleep.”

“And how’s that my problem?”

“It’s because of you.”

“Stop thinking about me and maybe you’ll fall asleep,” he teased, making me blush.

“I am definitely not thinking about you, ass!”

“Why are you calling me then? I’m in the middle of something.”

I stopped after I hear sounds of moaning from his line. My eyes widened in realization.

“Y-you’re…you…pervert!” I stammered, my face heating up.

Why was this asshole picking up calls when he’s in the middle of having s-s-s-s-se…!

“Hey, shut him up. I’ll come back.”

“Okay, boss.”

Wait, did someone just call him boss?

Hearing a door closing, Hiro spoke, “answer me.”

“What?”

“Why are you calling me, Paige? It’s one in the morning.”

“I know that. I’m…just…I hate you, okay?”

“No you don’t.”

I furrowed my brows.

“What makes you say that?”

“If you hate someone, you wouldn’t be calling him in the middle of the night, just to say that you hate him,” he reasoned out.

Damn.

He got me good.

Why in the hell am I calling him anyway? I’m such an idiot.

“Maybe I’m just calling to annoy you?” I retorted back, smirking to myself after thinking of a good come back.

“That’s impossible.”

“Huh? Why?”

“Because -- ”

“Hey, Kurdi’s talking. You might wanna hear what he’s gonna say.”

Oh, that was the same voice I heard when I was talking to Hiro back in the library. Was he a close friend of him? It seems like he’s always around him.

All of a sudden, the phone got cut off. I stared at in disbelief.

Did he just hung up on me?

He’s really an asshole.

I angrily tapped on the screen to send him a message.

To The Devil

I’M NEVER CALLING YOU AGAIN.

I put my phone beside the pillow and positioned myself more comfortably on the bed. I was about to close my eyes when my phone vibrated. I quickly grabbed it back to see who sent me a message and as expected, it was Hiro.

From The Devil

Doesn’t matter.

I’ll call you again.

I stared at his message for the longest time before smiling.

--

I think I’ve gone crazy.

I’m actually waiting for Hiro to call me back. It’s been two days and he still hasn’t called.

Ever since the event with my classmates bullying me happened, I’ve been staying at the library most of my free times in school. Studying and reading a lot of books that I don’t really like, I had no choice but to stay here. I wanted to get as far away from those people who kept on making fun of me.

And ever since Hiro called, I have been waiting for him to call me back again. I know, I’m insane, but I couldn’t stop myself from wanting to talk to him.

He was one of the person who made fun of me but I could tell that there’s something in him. There’s something telling me that Hiro’s more to that. He’s not just your ordinary bully who makes fun of people because of their physical appearances or weakness.

Or maybe I’m just over-thinking it. Maybe he’s really an asshole.

One thing I know for sure, he’s no ordinary person.

I think it’s better if I try to distant myself away from him. Nothing good would ever come if I become close to him.

Staring at my phone on the table next to my books, I sighed.

I wanna hear his voice.

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