By AMAH'S HEART
"Hey..." He managed to say
"Hey.." I replied in return.
"I guess I came at the wrong time, right?
I didn't reply to that.
"...Are you alone in the house or you have somebody in there? Are you going out on a date. Just wanted to know if you're alone.."
He asked calmly as he stared into my eyes, my lips, by body then back at my eyes again.
Why is he asking if I'm alone, who was he expecting to be with me in the house
"I'm alone Phil, i was actually going out?
"Yea, that's quietly obvious.." he replied and gasped out slowly.
"...I.. don't know if you have few minute to spare, I came to speak to you.."
Ever since the incident at the boutique which is more than two weeks, he finally decided to come and talk.
"About..? I retorted. I wasn't ready for any war with Phil.
He has moved on and I was trying to do the same too.
Beside, does his girlfriend knows that he is here? I just don't want any trouble, especially from all this rich people.