Breakfast with Him

I woke up to the sound of my phone. I was half awake when I got up from lying down and picked up my phone which continuously ringing. I slid my finger to answer and said "Hello"

"You're late."

"Who is- Nathan?" Those things that happened at midnight suddenly flashback in my mind. Including what he said about 'dating'. I didn't even know if he was really serious right now because if he is, I might better hide in this room forever. It is so embarrassing! I mean, yes, he's that hottie everyone would love to and I might belong to that group but hell, it's really that awkward.

"What's your room number?"

I stood up and looked at the reflection of myself in the human-size mirror I have in the room. I take out the morning glory I had on my left eye and took a tissue beside me.

"1013," I said without thinking.

"Wait for me." And he then hung up the phone. I look at my screen with his phone number on it, he ask and hang up just like that? Weirdo.

I threw my phone on my bed and immediately took my face towel and enter the bathroom. I took my facial foam cleanser and washed my face. Halfway through cleaning my face, something suddenly came into my mind. "Why am I washing my face?" "It's not like I'm expecting him to come here."

"Ahh! It hurts!" I screamed in pain when the soap went into my eyes. This is really driving me nuts! Nathan!

Damn, Herra. You're out of your mind. You're really out of your damn mind. Why do I bother cleaning my face just because I thought he might come? I mean, yes, basic etiquette. It's a routine every morning. Yes. It is.

When I'm done washing my face, I looked around the room. I saw a small piece of paper pinned on the cabinet. I took that and crumpled it and threw it at the trash bin near me. It was from my dad. I guess he left. I do feel bad about telling him to go away but I can't help it whenever I hear that bitch's name inside of my ward. Her name itself is already annoying and disgusting. There's no way I would let my dad remarry her. No way. Over my dead ass body.

Then, a knock on my door suddenly came. It's Nathan.

I slip open the door and it spat Nathan, wearing a white shirt and blue jeans but still looking so hot with those simple shirts. Carrying two paper bags of Starbucks products. He then walked into my bed and sat. I watched him do things he didn't ask for permission. He looked at me with a questioning look.

"Why are you still there?"

"What are you doing?" I asked him. I walked to my bed.

"As far as I remember, I told you to meet me by 6 am." He said and undone the tape of the two paper bags.

I frowned. "Do you know what time you tell me that? It's 1 am."

"I know. You can't sleep thinking about me?"

I glared at him. "You are really full of yourself, ha?" And then, I rolled my eyes.

He picked up the over-bed table I have and carefully arranged it to the front.

"I waited for 30 minutes there." He complained. He then set the plate on me and the roasted brewed coffee he bought.

"Thank you," I said and took a sip of the bitter coffee.

He started to eat the bread and sip on the Americano. We peacefully ate and when we were done, he took the garbage and the other garbage in my bin and then took it out. I sat down on my bed properly and ate the medicine I need to take.

I don't know what's coming or what he's thinking right now but it does feel good. I mean, yeah, my heart has been feeling good. It's that feeling when your crush stares at you. Eating breakfast with a hottie is something I wished for before.

"I should call you something." He said after coming back from throwing the garbage.

"You sure had nothing to do," I said.

I took my laptop and opened my Instagram account. I recently opened an Instagram account to tell my journey as a cancer patient. A lot of people have followed me and donated money. But I had enough money and donated it to someone else.

"Babe."

Something suddenly barged in my throat that made me cough. He gave me a glass of water and is tapping my back.

He laughed. "Is that because I called you babe?"

I rolled my eyes. He stop tapping my back and returned to his seat beside me.

"We're dating right now." He seriously said while looking back at me.

I didn't even dare to move and avoided those eyes that has been looking at me seriously. I continued scrolling thru the news feed and I still can feel the eyes of him looking at me.

"Stop it."

"Why?"

"It's weird."

"Babe."

"Stop."

"Babe. Babe."

"I said stop."

"Babe-"

"Ah! I told you to stop!" I took my pillow and threw it at him. He dodged it and picked up the pillow on the floor.

Annoying. But I feel a butterfly on my stomach.

He's laughing.

His laugh sounds like a piece of music. A piece of beautiful music to my ears.

Wait, what the hell?

No way.

His phone rang. Nathan answered it and went outside of my ward to talk. After a few minutes of talking, he came back with a serious look on his face. He quietly sat down beside me and looks out of the window. It's maybe because of the call.

"Excuse me for a moment."

I just nodded when he's asking for permission to leave with his eyes. I didn't bother asking him what it was about, but I am curious.

A few hours have passed and he still hasn't come back. He didn't even text me. Not that I expect him to text me but, I just want to know if he's alright. I wish he's alright.

A few moments later, someone came in on my ward and when I look at the door which slid open, it was Dad and Lovely. Dad has been holding onto Lovely's waist and smiling at her. His smile disappeared when he saw that I was looking at them.

Without any thought, I immediately run out of the bed and my ward.

"Herra! Honey!"

He keeps on calling my name but I didn't give a damn about turning back. I keep on walking until I reached Mother Amy's room on the 6th floor. I knocked on it 3 times and when I heard her say to come in, I opened the door and enter.

She looked at me surprised. "What are you doing here?"

I gave her a frown and ran to her. "My dad is with his mistress."

Mother Amy hugged me as tight as she could.