Because I only thought about you!

Will

His statement made me all goofy, my mood changed when I could tell by the tone of his voice that my question made him uncomfortable.

— Nothing, I was just kidding! — I answered, and then we didn't speak anymore.

During the trip, I realized that instead of him taking the avenue leading to his house, he entered an avenue leading to my house.

All right!

I knew that he would not take me to his house after what I asked, but I nurtured some hope that he would have the courage, take me to his house, and we could improvise the scene I so much desire.

— I don't want to go home, Nate!

— Don't start, Will!

I'm so angry that I don't even want to talk to him. I didn't bother to answer him. It didn't take long for him to park near the iron gate of my house.

— There, it's delivered!

— Am I not a package to be delivered, Naetang?

— Will, I'm kidding. No need to take everything seriously! — he answers, and I undo my seat belt, unlock the door and before he says anything I'm out of the car. I hear him calling me, but I don't give a damn. It may sound like a spoiled brat, which I have never been, but if I don't take some initiative in this relationship, there will never be sex.

I go into my room, and the first thing I do before I take a shower is to post a hint to him on Twitter, and I don't give a shit if they're going to deduce anything. Fuck it!

@wwwoninchai

I just wanted to sleep with someone in my arms

I lie on my bed, my cell phone seems to want to jump out of bed. To my surprise, there are thousands of retweets and likes, which the success of the series doesn't do, does it? Besides the retweets, there are some missed calls from him, and the messaging app icon appears. I click on it and it directs me to the conversation I didn't want at the moment.

Nate: Why did you write that on Twitter?

Me: What do you think?

Nate: You answer me like that? People might get suspicious

Me: I don't care about people I just wanted to sleep next to you

Nate: Stop being sly, Will!

Me: I may be sly, but you are very annoying to me!

Nate: Not to be a pain in the ass, this way they'll find out and we won't have any peace in our private lives.

Me: I'm needy and you didn't want to pay attention to me

Nate: Stop being dramatic

Me: I am not dramatic. I'm just sensitive and in love with a guy who doesn't pay attention to me

Nate: Will, stop being silly!

Me: You laugh at my sadness I think I will look for someone who will pay attention to me

Nate: Who?

Me: Luk is a good example

Nate: That guy who was in the bathroom?

Me: Yes

Nate: You're not crazy!

Me: He gave me his phone number he seemed so attentive, and besides he is very handsome

Nate: You're teasing me, aren't you?

Me: Maybe not, I want someone who will give me attention and care

Nate: Do you think a guy who picks up everyone at the network will give you attention and affection, and you will be exclusive to him? He won't be with anyone else, only you?

Me: I will call him

Nate: Will, stop fooling around

A few minutes went by, and I didn't answer Nate. He sent a few messages, but I decided not to answer him. I leave Nate in a vacuum, and it doesn't take long for my phone to ring. I look at it and am surprised, video call? Really, Nate? I feel like not picking up the phone, letting him think I'm talking to Luk, since he's been jealous of this guy ever since that day at the party.

Nate is an idiot, he is the only one who would think that I would want anything to do with Luk, or any actor that is part of the network's casting. He still doesn't get it, I guess I'll have to draw, or record a video explaining that I'm crazy about him. In this case, I am an idiot.

I let him try two more times until I finally answered him. When his picture came up, his face was not the best, he is angry, and I wanted to laugh hard at his face.

— Will, where were you?

— Talking to someone who can give me affection.

— Stop kidding, tell the truth!

— What do you want? I wasn't in the mood to talk to you!

— You don't understand, if you start sleeping here every day, you will get attention from the media, from the fans, and from your parents! I know he is right, but I can't miss the opportunity to get something out of him.

— I know all this, but I am needy and have a boyfriend who doesn't give me enough attention....

— Don't I give you enough attention? Are you making fun of me? - he says, and I make a sad expression.

— There is no point in lying, this is true!

— Stop kidding around. Just tomorrow after soccer with my friends, we agreed that you would spend the weekend here, and I have planned many activities for both of us. Have you forgotten? — he asks and instantly a smile forms on my lips, and he ends up smiling too. — You are going to drive me crazy, Will!

— That is the intention!

[...]

Friday night, I am tired and hurt... But, what don't I do to be by his side? Sitting on the bench, holding the ice pack on my foot, it's nothing too serious, but Nate insisted that I ice it before it turned into something worse. Meanwhile he is running around the field chasing the ball, and with every shot near the box he makes his presence felt, he has already scored two goals. I admire his disposition and his taste for sports, especially soccer, and I think that if he wasn't an actor, he would be a soccer player.

As soon as the game is over he celebrates the results with the team, I see the happiness in his eyes, the guys hug him, greet him. Then he looks at me, smiles, and I smile back, and he walks towards me, towards me, sits down next to me, takes out the ice pack, and observes my foot. I confess that I like this concern of his.

— Are you feeling pain?

— No, it's over!

— Did it really pass, Will?

— It passed!

— Look, the boys invited me to celebrate.

— Do you want to go alone? If you want to, no problem. — I say, although I want to go with him, I mean, I want to go with him to his house. If he wants to celebrate with his friends, I'm not going to play the jealous asshole, which I am not.

— No, I want you to go with me!

— But won't they find it strange?

— Why would you think so? For all intents and purposes we are friends.

— Ah, all right!

— So, keep this ice pack on a little longer so your foot doesn't get swollen, and while you're at it, I'll take a shower. — I smile as I think of something that comes to mind. — What is it? Why are you laughing?

— Nothing, just something that crossed my mind!

— Surely, something perverted.... — he says, and I let out a laugh, and he shakes his head in the negative. — I know it's silly, I'm sure!

I move my mouth closer to his ear.

— I thought of the two of us sharing one of those bathrooms while we took a shower. I imagine that would be a lot of fun, don't you think?

As soon as I faced him, his look was one of surprise, his mouth was open, and his ears looked like two peppers.

[...]

Nate's friends are a lot of fun. From the moment we arrived at the bar, they treated me very well. At first I thought they didn't like my presence, but that idea was dispelled. One of them who is sitting closest to Nate, P'Arthit, has a big smile, darker skin than ours, and much taller than both of us. He tells a few jokes, has a fun conversation. However, he changes the subject after checking something on his cell phone.

— Nate, do you remember that friend of my girlfriend's, Sam?

— No.

— What's up, Nate? You stayed with her after you broke up with Mali! What do you mean? Who is this girl? What happened between them?

— Oh, I remember! That was a long time ago...

— So, she has been asking for you, and my girlfriend must be around, and she heard from me that you would be here, and invited Sam.

Who cares about that?

I take back everything I said about this idiot.

What invention to invite the girl to be deluded by a guy who has a boyfriend? Oh, how angry! I lower my head and pretend to look at something on my cell phone while they talk.

— Why did you invite her? I'm not interested in her, I'm too busy, I don't even have time to sleep, let alone get involved with someone! — he lies well. Not really with her, but with me, kitten!

It doesn't take long for the two girls to appear. P'Arthit's girlfriend, a tall, very thin, superior-looking girl, sits down next to her boyfriend, opposite Nate. The other girl, probably the one "Sam" is a little shorter, her eyes not as wide as mine, a vibrant smile, and wearing a very short skirt, and a very revealing neckline that I wonder who she is for, and it makes me uncomfortable.

— Good evening, kids! — she exclaims, and everyone answers her except me. Then she looks at my boyfriend, and smiles. This bothers me even more. — Hi Nate, how are you?

He shakes his head, and I can feel his annoyance.

— I am doing very well!

My desire was to leave, because the girl doesn't give a rest, she looks insistently at him, but Nate doesn't seem to mind her presence, and with every joke, game pitches, news about championships, preferably the Premier league, his smile goes from one corner to another, besides talking non-stop and asking me about what I think, involving me in conversation with friends, or explaining something I don't know.

Nate looks at his watch, stares at me.

— I think it's a little late. Let's go? — I nod my head in agreement. - I'll go to the bathroom first.

He gets up to go to the bathroom, and right away P'Arthit's girlfriend says something to her friend, and she quickly gets up, walking between the tables to the entrance that leads to the bathroom.

Oh no, is she going to hit on my boyfriend? She really isn't! I get up quickly, and walk over there. I'm not surprised by what I hear. She has both hands on his chest, while he stares at her with that disapproving look.

— I kept thinking about that day, about your kiss, about your smell.

— But that was so long ago, I didn't even remember that...

— I can make you remember, Nate! Your kiss is unforgettable, and I can't stop thinking about it, I can't wait to kiss you again! — she sounds desperate, speaking without letting him finish his sentence.

Although I am hating the fact that she is touching him and the whole situation, I have to agree that his kiss is unforgettable. He holds her hands to push her away.

— Sorry, but I have to go to the bathroom! — he says, lets go of her hands, and turns his back toward the bathroom door, but she is insistent, and grabs him by the back, hugging him. — Wait, I can go with you and help you to...

Damn, what a pushy girl!

Nate lets go of her hands, turns around, and stares at her with the same disapproving look.

— Will you stop it!

— You don't understand, I want us to finish what we couldn't do that day.

— I don't think you understand, I'm not in the mood!

She moves closer to him again, and I think that's enough. I walk toward them.

— Nate, what a delay! Are you there? I thought some ET abducted you! — I say, and he looks at me a bit blankly, and I pull his arm and lead him into the bathroom, leaving the girl to talk to herself. Inside the bathroom I let go of his arm, and he looks at me in distress.

— Will, I wasn't doing ...

— I know, I saw everything, and I heard what she said! — As soon as I say this his expression changes, and he sighs with relief, and smiles. I approach him, standing a few centimeters away from him. — There's something I want to know! From what she said, you couldn't go all the way, why?

He looks at me in surprise, and then lowers his head, looks away, and then looks back at me.

— Because I only thought about you!