If you want a kiss on the mouth, then earn it!
Nate
His gaze is confused, in fact I can't believe I even had the courage to say it in front of everyone on set, and before any reaction from Will, P'Tan scolds me once more.
— Sorry to inform you, I liked your improv, but that's not what's in the script, Nate!
I look in his direction, a little lost.
— It's not that...
— Alright, let's redo that last part!
The scene was redone without the "I'm in love with you, Will!" As soon as it was over, I went to talk to the director to clarify my “distraction” in the recording, and the errors caused because of it. I say goodbye to P'Tan, look around, and no Will.
I go out looking for him, I ask both of them, but it seems that no one has seen him. I go up the stairs that give access to the first floor, and there he is sitting at the top of the stairs, when he sees me, he instantly gets up.
— Will wait, I need to talk to you! — I say, he turns around, looks at me angrily, I smile because he's so cute.
— I have nothing to talk to you about, Nate! I mean, I have... What was that? What do you want with your prank?
— ANDI wasn't kidding, I...
— Look, I'm already tired of you! You disappeared and left me in that bathroom like an idiot. I went back to the table, your mom kept asking me where you were, and after a while she gets a text from her saying she was home. I think you're crazy, and you want to drive me crazy too... Is that it? —He says and goes down some stairs, I grab his arm, he glares at me angrily. — Damn Nate, leave me alone!
He tugs at his arm for good, and goes down the stairs. I instantly do the same, he gets to the ground floor before me, and before I can talk to him, Mark and Ann approach him.
— Of course I haven't forgotten about the ride, I'm already on my way out. We will?
They nod in agreement, nod at me, and I repeat the same action, while Will turns away from me. It's Nate, you deserve it!
[...]
I lay my head on the pillow, in my mind everything that happened today comes back, and I know I need to bend Will's anger, it would be great if he heard the song I made for him. If I sent the video I recorded? No. Maybe he likes it, and that makes him forgive me for the foolish things I've done. It wouldn't be the same as singing live for him, but it doesn't hurt to try. I opened the messaging app.
I: Hi, are you awake?
Will: what do you want?
I: How are you? Are you okay with your parents?
Will: I'm fine. I barely see my parents, they're traveling for work
I: Can we talk?
Will: I have nothing to talk to you about
I: But I have a lot to talk about
Will: About what?
I: I wanted to apologize for everything
Will: For acting like an idiot leaving me in that bathroom not knowing what to do?
I: I know I was an asshole
I wanted you to see something
Will: What?
I: I'm going to send you a video of a song I made. I want you to watch it and tell me what you think, okay?
Will: OK
It doesn't take long for Will to finally answer me after the video.
Will: Nate
I: Hi
Will: Did you make the music?
I: Yea
Will: For who?
I: For you
Will: To me? You mean this song was made for me? Thinking about me?
I: That's right
Will: So what you said during the scene is true?
I: That I'm in love with you?
Will: and truth?
I: Yes, I'm in love with you
Will: How can I be sure of that?
I: Like this?
Will: I need proof
I: Like?
Will: For example: if I kiss you the way we kiss in the restaurant's bathroom, or in your room
How will you react? Will you run away again?
I: I won't run away this time
It's all new to me, but I stopped denying what I feel for you
And I also want to repeat that kind of kiss
Will: I don't know if you deserve it
I: oh bunny
I want so much to kiss you again
Will: what evolution
Calling me a bunny?
I: Don't you want to be my bunny?
Will: Nate, Nate
I want to know if you will have the courage to say all this when we meet
I: I am going yes
Speaking of meeting
How about we go out tomorrow?
no recording tomorrow
Will: It's ok, I agree to go out with you
To where?
I: I thought about that restaurant you like
Will: in Wattana
I: Yea
Will: It might be
What time?
I: I'll pick you up at 20:00
Will: Delicious
Will you pick me up at my house, kitten?
I: Already started with the jokes
Will: Bullshit
you love it
I: Stew
So is everything ok for tomorrow?
Will: Yea
I: Bye then
Bunny
Will: bye kitten
[...]
All day I was consumed by nervousness, I didn't do anything relevant, I just waited for the hours to pass. My every move is made with butterflies in my stomach, from closing the door, going down the elevator, reaching the parking lot of the building, and finally getting in the car. During this whole journey, I think about what I'm going to say. I know I've already said a lot to him, but I don't want him to feel doubts, and think that I'm going to go back.
On the way to his house, which is on the other side of the city, in an extremely noble area, I think about how our lives can change in an absurd way. If someone had told me a year ago that I would meet a guy who would make my mind go crazy like this, to the point where I no longer have control over what I think, I would say a few good ones to that person.
I arrive in front of his house, stop the car and send a message. My heart beats a thousand an hour. It doesn't take long for the big iron gate to open. He's as handsome as ever, in a black shirt, a few buttons undone, and a pair of jeans that flatter his thighs. I don't recognize myself anymore!
Open the car door, get in. I watch his every move, he looks at me with a slight smile, and my heart seems to want to jump out of my chest, I approach him with the intention of kissing him, but Will turns his face away, which makes me settle down on the bench. of the driver along with my frustration.
— What was this? — he asks.
— Sorry, I rushed! — I say and look at him, who stares at nothing.
I turn away, look straight ahead, and before I start the car I'm surprised when I feel his lips touch my cheek. I look at him in amazement, he looks at me with a sly smile.
— Wanted kiss on the mouth, won on the face. If you want a kiss on the mouth, then earn it!
— You love to tease me, don't you?
— And you like to be teased! I was thinking, wouldn't we be better off going to that place we went to last time?
— Ratchada Rot Fai?
— Yes, this one...
— Did you really like it there?
— Of course I liked it, it was the place of our first date...!
— But before that day we went out together countless times...
— Yes, but it was from that day on that things started to take a different turn between us. Don't you think?
I have to agree with him. That day was the starting point for my acceptance. Accept that I like him, that I'm attracted to him, and that there was no point in lying to myself. It was really after that tour that everything took a different turn for us.
[...]
Will made me walk through that pile of stalls looking for the one we bought Pad Thai. We sat in the same area of tables as the other time. At our table the menu was the same, the highlight this time was the meat skewer, and the way he eats it is making me impatient.
— You don't eat like that, Will!
— What's the problem? I like it that way, I take the pieces one by one and eat!
— Because you eat straight from the toothpick!
— Oh Nate, how boring you are! He says and brings his fingers to his mouth, and gently licks them one by one. That's enough to remind me of the dream I had about him, and make me nervous.
— What was it? Why that face?
— Nothing. I run my hand through my hair, look at him, who is still watching me.
— Nothing? And you look like you've done something wrong, and your ears are red. Tell me soon! He says and looks at me with that damn amused smile.
— It's nothing, I told you!
— Liar
— I'm not a liar!
— So why not speak up!
— Because it embarrasses me! — As I say, he wipes his hand with a napkin, takes out his cell, types something, and I feel my phone vibrate.
— Answer there! He says and looks at me with a serious look.
Will: You can answer here, since you're embarrassed
I: It is complicated
Will: account soon
Shame on you, Nate!
I: It's just that I remembered the dream I had with you
Will: The one you talked to on the phone?
I: Yea
Will: So tell me
Will: You were licking your fingers now
I remembered the dream
Will: Why?
I: I dreamed that we were on set
and there was no one but the two of us
Will: AND?
I: we kissed
There was a mood, and I asked you to do something
Will: What?
As soon as he sends the question, Will stares at me with that mocking smile, and that one who's going to drive me crazy look.
Will: Go kitten, count!
I: I asked you for an oral
Will: What?
Look at me, let out a laugh. He puts his elbow under the table and rests it on his chin, his gaze and smile exude sensuality, and cynicism. I can't face him, below look. The cell phone vibrates.
Will: You are a naughty
Was it good for you?
I don't have the courage to look at Will.
Will: Look at me!
You look so cute when you're embarrassed
I: Will
Gimme a break
I shouldn't have talked about it
Will: nonsense
— Will! I say and look at him with a serious expression, but I'm dying of embarrassment. Why does he always do this?
— What's it? I didn't say too much!
— You're always embarrassing me! Wait and see when we're in the car... — I say and sketch an intimate look.imitator, but he knows the effects he has on me, and he comes closer, puts one of his hands over mine, and uses a measured sensuality, lightly caressing my hand and looking at me as if he was undressing me.
— And even? And what will it be? Like the bathroom kiss, or your dream, kitten? — he asks and bites his lower lip in a slowness that leaves me disconcerted.
— Can you stop? I think we came here for dinner, and...
— All right. You told me we needed to talk!
— And we need to talk, but this is not talk. You keep teasing me, irritating me all the time… — I say in an extremely tired tone, after all, if we stay at this pace all the time, we won't do anything.
— Okay, sorry... Let's talk!
— I talked about all this being new to me… — I say, and he nods. — I don't know how to act, it took me a while to realize, and accept what I feel, because I've never been in love with a guy before. It's weird for me, it's different...
He touches my hand, smiles slightly.
— I know what you're saying wasn't easy for me either. I told you that in the past I held back what I felt for someone else, and when I met you I tried to do the same, but I couldn't, and I didn't want to, and I don't want to hold it back again. You've awakened something very strong in me, Nate!
Looking at him and hearing what he said makes me feel like a thirteen, fourteen-year-old kid discovering love for the first time. I smile shyly, quickly caress his hand, and a crazy urge to kiss him takes over me.
[...]
Like Will, I think I can sum up our dinner as spicy and fluffy. Since we left Will hasn't said much. He connects his cell phone to the car stereo, and random music starts playing on the way home.
we are so close,
So close I can't see anyone,
So close my heart raced,
So close, and it's just you and me
— This song reminds me of us, Nate! — he says and smiles.
— Why?
— Listen to this part!
I met you by chance,
Are we together by accident?
I had never experienced this feeling...
— Does not make sense?
— Like this?
— We met forchance, and…
— I've never been in love with a man before I met you...
If we had never met that day,
Would we be feeling this?
That day neither you and I knew,
What would happen then, and now,
I don't think we can resist...
I look at him quickly.
— I also don’t think we can resist… — I say,he smiles, and responds.
— Me either!
I park a little way away from the big Woninchai family gate. I stare into his eyes, smile slightly, he smiles back.
— We're here, Will!
— Yeah… It seems so!
I unbuckle my belt and approach him. Will turns his head and looks straight ahead. He takes off his belt, glares at me, puts his hand on the door latch, and it makes me a little frustrated all over again. He takes his hand off the lock, and looks at me.
— Do you want to kiss me, Nate?
— Of course I want! Don't you think I deserved it? I ask, and he smiles and nods. I can't take my eyes off him as he approaches. His lips gently touch mine, and that's reason enough for me to lose track of things.












