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The wide-eyed expression on his face told me he was shocked and confused.

 

 

He looked to where the lady and Revin were.

 

 

The woman notices Zayn’s attention and waves a hand towards our direction.

 

 

The kid, Revin, turns around and beams a toothful of a smile at me.

 

 

Zayn turns his head around finally realizing what I meant.

 

 

I braced myself for the inevitable.

 

 

‘Are you kidding me?’

 

 

He blurted out.

 

 

I looked at him exasperated.

 

 

‘Do I look like I am?’

 

 

I asked a bit infuriated by his reply.

 

 

‘Oh, Niall…’

 

 

He breathed out and rubbed his face releasing my hand from his hold.

 

 

‘What?’

 

 

I said waiting for an explanation.

 

 

He sighed audibly and looked straight at me with a grin plastered across his face.

 

 

‘That lady there is my cousin, Veronica,’

 

 

He points out the lady in the maroon bikini with the hat.

 

 

Revin’s mom, obviously.

 

 

‘And clearly, that boy, Revin, is my nephew. And you see that guy, that guy with that cool sun tattoo on his back lining up at that hotdog stall?’

 

 

I followed his gaze and I saw a man, maybe around 22 or 23 years young, talking to the man behind the stall apparently ordering some hotdogs.

 

 

His tattoo, which was far from cool to even describe with, was a sun with its rays spreading across his back in a curvy, swirly, swift motion thus making it look awesome against his pale complexion.

 

 

‘..isRevin’s dad.’

 

 

He declared matter-of-factly.

 

 

‘Oh.’

 

 

Was all my mouth could produce.

 

 

He was snickering at my reaction and I felt like an idiot for making such a wild guess.

 

 

But you couldn’t blame me, alright?

 

 

I saw them.

 

 

And anyone who might have seen them like I did a while ago, while playing together, might undoubtedly conclude that their father and son.

 

 

Plus… the kid… he said—

 

 

‘But..he called you “Daddy”!’

 

 

‘That’s just what he calls every guy he plays with, Niall. Since he can’t say any other word than that , anyways.’

 

 

He said it like it was an obvious thing.

 

 

I looked at him trying to look unfazed.

 

 

But the flush, heating my cheeks shows off my embarrassment making him laugh.

 

 

Oh it was beautiful to hear, alright.

 

 

It was music, for me.

 

 

Finally, that laughter I’ve dreaded to hear finally came.

 

 

Just not in the way I plan it to occur, of course.

 

 

But what the hell.

 

 

‘Had enough?’

 

 

I retorted as he recovered from his laughter.

 

 

‘I guess.’

 

 

He admitted.

 

 

Now I knew how he must’ve felt like when I laughed my ass off at him when he admitted he was jealous of the thought that Greg, who he thought was my boyfriend not my brother, came all of a sudden in my life back when I was still at the hospital.

 

 

‘Fine! I’m sorry I’m such an idiot, okay?’

 

 

 

I tried sounding bitchy but he remained unconvinced.

 

 

I was starting to plan to get up on my feet and sprint away not wanting to be embarrassed anymore when suddenly, my hands was gripped firmly in his strong ones.

 

 

‘Let go!’

 

 

I yelled, trying to yank my hands free from his.

 

 

‘No… I will never. The last time I did… I regretted it… so much it hurt me to death.’

 

 

His voice hoarsely admitted making me stop and turn to him with a stunned expression.

 

 

Suddenly, his mood became so serious that I had to remind myself that this is not a dream.

 

 

Gently and slowly, he pulled me closer to him and my breathing became rapid realizing how close we were.

 

 

And also because we’re out in public…

 

 

But who cares?

 

 

They’re too busy with their own business anyway.

 

 

I looked intently at his eyes, looking for something I’m not even sure of.

 

 

And I found only one thing…

 

 

Need.

 

 

 But… need of what?

 

 

‘Can I ask you a question?’

 

 

He suddenly asked me, shocking me at the process.

 

 

I nodded slowly in approval.

 

 

‘Can I kiss you?’

 

 

He asked as he gently rested his forehead onto mine, his one hand on the back of my neck and his other hand still locked with mine.

 

 

An inexplicable feeling shoots through out of me and I feel myself on the verge of convulsing.

 

 

But I stood on my ground and a smirk appeared on my lips as my mind constructed a brilliant reply.

 

 

‘Why don’t you try and find out?’

 

 

I felt him smiling and I found myself smiling back.

 

 

And with no further interruptions, he tasted my begging lips and I tasted his hungry ones.

 

 

A moan escaped my throat as I found myself enjoying the wonderful sensation thus making me push myself towards him.

 

 

He welcomes me and held me tighter.

 

 

Closing my eyes, I let that moment be embedded in my mind for as long as I live.

 

 

Who would’ve known?

 

 

That the person who made me blind also made me see things clearly.

 

 

Who would’ve known?

 

 

That the person who have given me pain is also the person I’ll give my whole heart to.

 

 

Love is weird.

 

 

But you’ll get over it.

 

 

Eventually.

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