The Informal Proposal X Awkward

*JENNIFER'S POV*

I left Jexter and his doctor inside his room because I needed to answer the call.

I looked at my cellphone’s screen and found out that the cellphone number of the caller was not registered or saved on my phone. I wonder who was calling.

“Hello?” I said as a greeting.

“Jenny?” the caller’s voice was trembling, it was as if he was scared or nervous.

“Who’s this?” I wonder who was calling on the other line.

“This is Jerry. Where are you? How are you? Are you alright? Did you go to school? I heard you were almost hit by a jeepney?” His voice seems worried.

“Jerry, err, yes, I’m at the hospital, how did you know?” I asked him.

“Raymond, my classmate, he told me that he just saw you this morning, he informed me what happened. How are you? Are you hurt?” He said with a concerned tone.

“I’m fine. I’m here at Taguig-Pateros District Hospital. It was just a minor inj-”

*toot-toot-toot-toot*

Eh? The call was cut.

I went back to Jexter’s room, Just to make sure he is alright.

*knock-knock-knock*

“Come in,” he said.

“I’m sorry about that, about the call,” I said.

“It’s alright.” he smiled.

I go near him and get my towel inside my bag. I saw him sweating, maybe he felt hot inside the room because it was not air-conditioned.

And because his hands were wounded I initiated to wipe his sweat on his forehead gently. I wipe his forehead carefully and to find out that this guy is so hot.

He’s like a model in a magazine. I can’t help to look into his lips. Those lips are so kissable.

OMG, he’s staring at me, it looks like he’s watching me while I am wiping his sweat. It’s so embarrassing.

“Wa-what are you thinking? I am not taking this opportunity to take advantage of you. I’m just wiping your sweat because I know your hands were injured and you ca-” I was shocked by what he did.

He embraced me and kissed me tenderly.

His kiss was like a ball of flame exploding inside my body. It was so hot and I felt like melting. This time, I knew I was not sleeping, nor dreaming.

I wanted to escape from his embrace. He’s not my boyfriend. He was totally a stranger to me, but my body, it’s as if answering his every kiss.

His kiss was becoming so aggressive, this time he inserted his tongue inside my mouth. A french kiss? Is this the french kiss? I felt hot inside. I feel like I am beginning to like what he’s doing, but my mind is opposing my body.

His embrace was starting to get tighter and tighter. I feel like I’m about to be out of breath, but I feel so good.

Until I gathered all my strength to push him away from me and finally he let me go from his embrace.

“What the heck are you doing? Why did you hug and kissed me? You are not my boyfriend!” I cry while saying those words. I cried because I regretted stopping that kiss. That kiss was really lucious.

“I thought you wanted to kiss me. You’ve been staring at my lips for a long time, so maybe I assumed that you would like what happened,” He said.

I couldn’t fight back. He’s right, I’ve been staring at his lips for a long time, it’s my fault for giving him the motive to kiss me.

“You don’t have to feel guilty nor be ashamed.” He said while looking directly into my eyes. He’s so hot and I couldn't help myself but to give up.

I still couldn’t answer him.

“Jen, how old are you?” he asked out of nowhere.

“Huh?” I was confused.

“How old are you Jennifer?” he asked me again.

“I’m 15.” I said while looking at the floor.

“I’m 17 years old.” he said.

“Huh?” I was confused again.

“I will wait once you turn 18, and when that time comes, I’ll marry you.” he said.

“EEEHHHHHH???” I was totally confused.

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I was dumbfounded.

(O.O)

“M-m- marryyy?”

I was really confused and shocked by what he just said.

But at this moment I did not expect that I would start to imagine things.

The sound of the bells of the church, flowers on a red carpet, a long and white pearl wedding gown while smiling gracefully as I enter the door of the church.

I didn’t expect that I would smile with those thoughts.

“Hey, don’t be so excited. Someday we’ll go there in what you are imagining.” He said.

“E-eh? I am NOT imagining things. I was just shocked from what you’ve just said.” I said and tried to look away from him then pout.

Arrrggghhh!!! My traitor facial expressions! That was really embarrassing!!!

There he goes, he just smiled at me and because of that I couldn’t help but smile too.

“Jenny!!!” Jerry said that while gasping for air as he entered the room and hugged me.

“I was really worried about you, didn't you know that?” he was panting while saying those words.

“Uh-ummm Jerry, I am fine.” It's really awkward in this situation, Jerry was hugging me, and as I looked at Jexter, I think he just clenched his jaw or maybe I am just imagining.

I was released by his grasp. “I am totally fine, uhmm Jerry, I want you to meet Jexter, he was the one who saved me when I was about to hit by-”

“Thank you Jexter, because of you Jenny was saved,” he was about to shake-hands with Jexter but Jexter could not shake-hands with him, his hands had bandages.

“Ahm, his hands were injured.”

Jerry just smiled. “I see, but thank you again, man.”

“That was nothing, maybe anyone would do that when they saw a lady in front of him about to be hit by a vehicle, maybe that was just a Hero instinct.” Jexter said that with a smile then looked at me.

They were busy talking, so I took the chance to walk out of the room to find a comfort room and to buy some drinking water.

As I walked along the hallway, I could not stop thinking about what happened back there.

The kiss, the embrace, what happened between me and Jexter, and as I am having those thoughts, It brought me heat inside my body.

Why am I getting thrilled about what happened?

Oh! Maybe I really need to go to the comfort room!

To be continued...