CHAPTER NINETY-NINE : INTENSE MAKE OUT

~MAE~ Imaginations could seem real most times, but I wasn't imagining this time, even when a part of me concluded that I was. I'd really uttered those words to Franklin Tom. I saw his eyes widen, and his words failed to describe how excited he was. He gasped and raised his palms to cover his mouth, almost scratching me with his fingernails. “I’m dreaming, right?” he asked, and I sighed gently. “Stop making me shy,” I said, covering my eyes. I needed to make it look real, right? “Oh my…“ he exclaimed, pulling me into the tightest hug I'd ever had. I giggled, hugging him back despite my position. He carried me in a bridal style and stood up, swaying me around. I giggled loudly, throwing my legs in the air, and continuously, he shut me up with pecks on my lips. I managed to get down from his arms and stood in front of him. For the first time in months, I realized how handsome he was. Guess my hatred for him never made me realize until now. I was ensnared, trapped in his world, and