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Broken Strings novel Chapter 3

MELISSA QUIZON

"Babe, are you jealous again?" He said to me.

He sat on the table while I stood between his thighs. He hugged me from the back and he squeezed his face between my shoulder and neck. At the back of my mind, I don't want to respond to that question. Because isn't that obvious? Raquel has feelings for him. Is he naïve or he knew but didn't mind?

I pinched his arm when I felt so pissed. "Why is she so close to you?"

I didn't bother to drop the name because I know that he has an idea of who I'm pertaining to. Wright is the lead guitarist while Raquel is the band's vocalist. I can't stop them from seeing each other. Earlier as they were practising I noticed she is looking at Wright like a delicious meal!

And I'm sick of the kind of stare she's giving to him! Damn, this is why I don't want to get involved with him. He is making me crazy.

"She's my bandmate. What do you want me to do?" He pulled me even closer to him. I looked up and our eyes met. Three months in a relationship and I'm still mesmerized by his brown eyes.

"I don't want you to leave the band. I can't stop you from doing the things that make you happy. But," My eyes narrowed. "Be conscious. Do you think I didn't notice that she likes you?"

"Judgmental Princess." He said laughing and gave me a quick kiss on the side of my lip. "'Don't give malicious meaning in our friendship."

"And I'm still the one putting up the malice?" I pushed him away. I grabbed my bag that was on the seat and put it on my shoulder. "I'm going home."

I was about to get out of the room's door when he pulled my arm. He was looking at me seriously. "Don't you trust me?"

"I do. The one I don't trust is her. She is a flirt."

His eyes darkened when I said the last word. I know it's too harsh, but I cannot take back what I said. The key to a healthy relationship is communication.

"The flirt you're calling is my friend, Melissa." I raised an eyebrow at him. He took a deep breath and combed his hair with his hand. "You don't have to worry. I cannot reciprocate if she wants something from me. I'm just yours."

I smiled. Remember, I'm happy with what he said. Wright and I had only been together for three months. It took me two months to get used to his behaviour and the behaviour of the women around him. I can't blame them; a lot of them want Wright.

I thought he only wants to play with my feelings. You know, making me fall in love then drop like a hot potato kind of thing. So, I continued to reject him. But, he kept on pestering me for a month and his sweet side made my knees melts.

It's a crazy roller coaster ride of feelings. After a month of pestering and courting, I became his girlfriend officially.

The faculty don't use this room often so it became our hideout. The reason why we're using hideouts is that we can't be alone! Anywhere we go, there will be girls clinging to him like I'm not there!

"Hey, I'm about to kiss you. What are you thinking?"

I blinked twice and raised my head. "H-Huh?"

"I'm not a playboy, for God's sake! Fier, I will bang your head in that corner."

"Here lies the face of the sexiest man alive." I can't help but laugh at Fier's punch lines.

"Don't laugh at his jokes! That is his way to make women go crazy with him!" Wright scolded me and tighter his embrace.

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry." I said, smiling. I tiptoed and my lips touched his earlobes. "That made you jealous, huh? Now, you know how it feels."

"Alright! Enough, mom and dad! We are not used to watching romantic scenes. We're minors." said Fier.

Wright looked at me and gave me a quick kiss on the lips. His comrades whistled. "Watch me."

I smiled at it. "As always."

I sat down as I watched them put things in order. I turned to Racquel who was looking sharply at me. I just made a face. When they finished arranging the equipment, they took their places one by one. Wright looked at me. My cheek warmed as it winked at me before playing his guitar.

Raquel began to sing. If I didn't know her, I would think she has a good attitude because of her angelic voice. It's very serene. It draws men to listen to her angelic voice. That is why Kiss n 'Tell fans aren't just women.

I felt the call of nature, so I entered the bathroom which was also located inside the music room. I did what had to be done. Then I organized myself first before going out.

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