Chapter 109 - 109: Jealous?

(Third POV)

Andy's eyebrows knitted. Now that Lara brought up the matter of Michelle liking Anthony, he suddenly remembered Vince and Jeff teasing Anthony about him, spending the night with Michelle. It has only been 3 days since, but he has completely forgotten about it. Perhaps it was because he did not see it happen before his eyes, so it was easy to let that matter rest.

Anyhow, thinking of how he and Michelle spent time together these 3 days, he does not believe that she likes Anthony more than himself. It was obvious to him that she was receptive, maybe Lara's words were just her opinion. Convinced with his own assessment, he nodded his head.

"Michelle is her own person and whoever she likes or not is up to her." Andy simply answered while thinking he better befriend one of Michelle's blockmates to serve as his 'eye', seems like Lara won't be helping him at all. 

Lara harrumphed but did not say more. She just thought that though Andy's words rang true, that doesn't mean that he has her vote. He better not expect that she will say nice words about him to Michelle.

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(Michelle POV)

The day was Thursday, and when our PE class ended, I saw that Anthony was still in the basketball court playing basketball. There seems to be a match going on and there were some girls cheering. 

I recognized that he was teammates with some of his blockmates and their opponents were, well I did not know any of them.

At the side, I noticed that there was someone in-charge of the scoreboard and when the opponents scored, I saw the guy add two points on one team making the previously tied score of 8-8 to 8-10, the other team was on the lead.

Anthony's team was now in possession of the ball and when his teammate passed the ball to him, all the girls cheered exaggeratedly. "An-tho-ny!!!!! Go! Go! Go!". I was not a fan of basketball, and I did not understand the game that much except for the basics, but I could tell that Anthony was pretty good. He was agile and he was able to by-pass the guy guarding him easily. When he took a shot, it went in, and before I could even clap my hands and cheer in delight, I heard the girls screaming, "I love you, Anthony! Marry me please!" "Wahh!!!! Go Anthony!!!!" 

My eyes narrowed and I pursed my lips. How dare these girls propose to my Anthony? I know he is hot, but he's mine! 

Ugh. Talking about him being mine, I feel a bit uncomfortable. Yesterday, Anthony did not come to class, so I texted him when I got home, asking him why he was absent. His reply only came after an hour, and he did not answer my question exactly. Only asked why I was asking and if our prof have given us assignment.

Maybe he was shy to tell me, not wanting me to think that he's a bad student, but then I was only able to reply to him after an hour from the time I received his message because when it arrived, I was having dinner with my parents.

Anyway, our conversation was short lived because of the time lapse, and my last message from after dinner only received a reply this morning. 

I was so into my thoughts that I was not able to see that the ball was already coming to my direction and that people were already shouting at me to move aside since a while back.

I stupidly stared at the ball as it zoomed and was about to hit me on the face when a hand swatted it to another direction. When the ball disappeared, Anthony's face greeted my view and well... it seems like we were going to collide because of the speed. 

Instead of colliding Anthony stepped to the side and his hands landed on the wall, trapping me inside his arms. My heart was beating wildly on my throat, and I felt myself blush. Ah! So this was the kabedon scene that all the silly girls dream of.

Anthony was heaving and his sweat was trickling down his face. (Though some sprinkled on me, I did not feel disgusted at all hahaha!!! Ehem ehem). Our eyes met and the world seemed to have slowed down. I can hear people's feet coming to our direction, but nothing mattered to me but him. Even when sweating he was still so handsome and sexy and hot! 

His brows furrowed as he pulled away. "Are you alright, Michelle?" he asked, his voice filled with worry.

I willed my heart to calm down, but it couldn't. Thus, at a loss for words, I could only nod my head as the other people surrounded us.

Anthony's blockmates recognized me and they asked if I was alright. I just nodded in response while one commented, 'so that's why Anthony was rushing like a bull. haha!'

When they ascertained that I was alright, everyone started to leave one by one. Anthony was about to do so too, but I would not let this opportunity pass. I quickly grabbed his hand and tugged. 

Anthony stopped walking and he turned back to face me. "Yes?" he asked.

"T-thank you for… uhm… swatting the ball away." 

Anthony smiled, "For you, anytime. Anyway, I need to get back to the game."

"Oh…please wait a moment…" I said, then I let go of his hand to pull out a face towel from my bag. Then, I used it to wipe his sweat from his face. "Good luck, you can do it. I will cheer for you here." I said with a shy smile. 

Anthony chuckled and did not stop what I was doing. "Ok, I will do my best." 

When I was done wiping his face, that was the only time he pulled away and jogged back to the court.

Oh my god! Did that really just happen? I asked myself with a grin.

The game continued and I can feel the girls who were cheering for Anthony earlier all eyeing me like they want to burn me alive. Haha! Sorry girls, I needed to lay my claim on my man. 

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(Third POV)

When the game ended, the score was 50-44, Anthony's team won. The time was 5:30 pm, and well, Michelle was standing at the side without company since she's not acquainted with the spectators who were still there.

Anthony's teammates clapped his back and teased him that his girlfriend was still there waiting for him. He shook his head and chuckled. They have been teasing him since yesterday and he already told them that that's not the case. Anyhow, he no longer tried to correct them as the more he does, the more they tease.

He went to the bench uncapped and drank a bottle of Gatorade in one gulp. Mindful of his sweat, he wiped himself with a face towel. Then, he excused himself from his friends.

As he walked towards Michelle. He convinced hinself that her actions earlier and that moment were just her being friendly. His other friends also sometimes stay and watch him play the game. As for her wiping his face, he simply thought that she was grateful for when he swatted the ball.

For this kind of thinking, one should not blame Anthony. He was not to say 100% oblivious. Perhaps he would think more if not for what happened yesterday.

Yesterday, on his way to school, he had to stop his car due to the stoplight turning red. While waiting for it to turn green, he looked to his right and well, he saw through the glass door of Jin's café, Michelle was happily talking to someone. That someone was Andy. 

Don't know why, but suddenly, he felt very unpleasant. He stared and stared as the two of them talked, their faces getting nearer though they were sitting in front of each other. He wondered what they might be talking about, what was so interesting, what was running in Michelle's head. 

He did not notice the stoplight turning green and the people in their car which were stuck behind him started pressing their horns. He stayed like that for 20 seconds and Michelle nor Andy did not even notice the traffic jam that was just right outside. 

He drove his car away after a while and met with his friends at the internet café. They started playing World of Warcraft in teams, and well, he lost track of time. Supposedly, he would only be late for English class, but he was not in a great mood to see Michelle. Thus, he decided to cut his English class and just go straight to his next class. 

When he got home, he realized the stupidity of his thought process and action. He and Michelle were just friends with benefits. Why should he feel unpleasant that she still has feelings for Andy? It's not like he can still use Andy's playboy ways as an excuse. It would be hypocritical of him to say that when he's the one hooking up with her.

Anyhow, he decided not to think much of it anymore. Besides, he doesn't even want to have a girlfriend.

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TBC