TAKE ME WITH YOU (R18)

CHAPTER 3—Fan Boy

IT FEELS like I’m in cloud nine. That’s what Sinio thought when finally, it’s his turn to have photos with Laureana. He wants to feel her porcelain skin against his. He was mesmerized by her looks. She really is a goddess.

            His right hand went automatically in the pocket of his tattered jeans: fishing the rosary. I didn’t bring it. It means one thing; I can let temptation win over me this time, coz it’s Laureana that I’m talking to now—not any other woman.

            “Hi! What’s your name?” The actress smiled at him.

            Jesus! It’s just her voice but Sinio felt like he reached his climax already!

            “H-hi, my sexy darling—I mean, Miss Laureana. The name’s my husband.” He kidded, trying to compose his self for stuttering. He even held Laureana’s right hand and kissed the back of it.

            The latter giggled. “Nice meeting you, My Husband. You got a nice name, huh.”

            They both laughed.

            “Can I kiss you?” He should have said it on his thought only, but because it’s Laureana his talking with—Sinio didn’t know that he said it out loud already. Dang!

            Shocked was written all over Sinio’s face when Laureana drew close to him. Her lips curved into a fascinating smile.

            “Sure, My Husband,” she seductively said before pulling his nape and gave him a one mind-blowing kiss.

            Oh Jesus Christ! You can take me now! Sinio uttered on his mind.

***

“DAMN IT, Rylan!” Sinio shouted when he calmed his breathe. “Are you gonna f*****g kill me!?” Rylan covered his face a pillow that he almost chocked to death a while ago. The latter just laugh at him. Sinio glared and throw the pillow right on his face.

            “I just woke you from a bad dream, Bro. You’re having a nightmare a while ago, so I covered your face with a pillow. f**k! You even kissed my hand when I tried to tap your cheek. That is so gross!” Rylan reached the alcohol on the drawer and poured it on his hands.

            Sinio sneered. He get up on the bed and went to the bathroom—leaving the door open. “What are you doing here anyway? I have an appointment later.”

            “Your sugar mom, ordered me to come here. She’s calling you but you’re not picking up the phone.” Rylan whistled, his eyes were roaming around the room. “You only need one picture of Laureana Torres and this room will be full of her face already,” he commented. “Nice room, though.”

            Sinio didn’t mind Rylan and stared at his self at the mirror. His mood is good, that even Rylan can’t have the capacity to ruin it.

            He touches his lips. “Dang! I really thought, my sexy darling and I were really kissing.” He shook his head. Too much thinking of Laureana will lead you to a beautiful-sweet-dream.  He stared at his self for a minute until a smile escaped on his lips. Don’t worry, self. You can kiss her later, and this time, it won’t be just a dream only. 

            “Earth to Sinio!”

            He blinked his eyes before turning to Rylan. “What does Miss Calorie want?” It’s just Sunday. And if it’s about his leave, she already approved it.

            “Aren’t you gonna be the dance instructor of the students—.”

            He remembered it now. He massaged his temple. He keeps on thinking about the mall show of Laureana and he forgot about the other things he needed to do. “I’ll give them a call later.” It’s still early for the mall show of Laureana so he still has a time for the rehearsal. Good thing, Rylan went early and remind him on his free time. But it won’t erase the fact that he ruined Sinio’s dream.

            The latter just shrugged his shoulder, obviously not interested about those thing. When suddenly, Rylan’s eyes landed on the photo at the bedside table. “What is this, Bro!? I knew it! You’re not that innocent just what I think on you! Why do you have a sexy picture of Laureana Torres, huh?! You’re fantasizing her every night, aren’t you? Don’t deny it! I caught you know!”

            He took the photo at Rylan’s hand and put the bread on his mouth just to stop him from talking. “You and you’re f*****g loud mouth, Rylan. You reacted like you caught me doing something illegal. What do you expect? I’m head over heels crazy with her so it’s inevitable; it’s natural to fantasize her every night.” He poked his forehead.

            The latter laughed, already chewing the bread—and wiggled his brow. “I told you, Bro. Even a virgin like you, won’t prevent yourself from feeling horny or hot sometimes.”

***

“FIVE minutes break, Students!” Sinio announced then sat at the chair at the school’s auditorium. They’ve been rehearsing for an hour now. Good thing, the students were fast learners that they easily got the dance step he taught them.

            He stared at the bottled mineral water after drinking from it. He can’t help but to think again about his dream.  Tsk! This is really Rylan’s fault. If he only didn’t covered his face a pillow, maybe—Sinio heaved a sigh. It’s just a dream. Stop thinking about it.

            He fished his phone on his pocket then log in, to one of his social media account. Announcement about the mall show of Laureana comes first on his newsfeed. As the top fan of the pages, he reacted a heart on Laureana’s photo.

            “Are you going to the mall show?”

            Sinio glance at the photo for the last time before putting the phone back in his pocket. His gaze averted at the two students on his back.

            “Of course. It’s Laureana Torres we’re talking about here. I can’t slip that chance to meet her in personal,” the student with a curly hair answered.

            He didn’t want to eavesdrop but the topic of the two really caught his interest. And when it comes to the actress—Sinio—just like what the student said, he can’t just slip it. Even a single or little thing about Laureana, he wants to know it.

            “And Laureana announces to her twitter that she got a big surprise for the fans.”

            The two students gaze at him when he stood up. He just smiled awkwardly at them before getting back on his sit.  The student doesn’t need to know that he’s eavesdropping. He’s simply gathering information from them.

            Big surprise? Dang! I wasn’t informed about that. Ah, yeah! Sinio doesn’t have a twitter account that’s why he’s not updated about the surprise thing.

            He put the earphone on his ear. He even did the head bang so the students won’t accuse him for eavesdropping on them.  But the truth is, he just put it but didn’t play the music on.

            “Really? That surprise intrigues me—.”

            “By the way, have you heard the rumor?” the other student asked, cutting her friend off. He saw on his peripheral vision that she’s glancing on him. “It’s about Sir Labatete having a crush on Laureana Torres.  Maybe those are the reason why he didn’t entertain those women who got a crush on him.”

            And again, Sinio pretended that he didn’t hear anything. But at the back of his mind, he was wondering why these two students know something about his life—about the women who have crush on him, just like what they say—while him, he doesn’t know anything about those things.

            He didn’t know that there were already a rumor spreading about him. If not because of these two students, he won’t know that—Rylan’s grinning face suddenly flashed in his mind. He closed his eyes. That horny devil! This is all Rylan’s loud mouth’s fault; he will bet the photos of Laureana on his room. He is much confident that he won’t be wrong about someone hearing them talking about how much he is head over heels with Laureana Torres.

            “I can’t see any problem with that. I mean, Sir Labatete is hot. If not because of his—cocky sounding surname—,” the student grimaced. “I would misconceive him as a foreigner.”

            Sinio sneered. Discrimination in the Philippines is not new to him. He’s used to people laughing about his family name. Why? It’s because, if someone made a wrong pronunciation or gave another meaning to it—from Labatete, it sounded like Labastiti or in English translation—exposed-d*ck.

            But Dang! Even it is the vilest surname in the world, he is still proud of it. Why? He just got good genes from their ancestors; a foreign blood mixed with a Filipino blood.

            Sinio has an aristocratic nose; his red kissable lips—shape likes a cupid arrow—and his curly chocolate hair are so smooth. Even it’s not blue, green, ash, nor brown— he remembered the gay on their province said; that the way his black-eyes stares, it makes every woman’s underwear, loose its garter. He even stands at a towering height of six feet.

            “Yeah, I won’t deny that fact; Mr. Labatete’s hot and he’s a certified panty-dropper. But duh! Laureana Torres is an actress. He’s just nothing compared to those men that were linked to her before.”

            Sinio felt something punch his heart. It hurts hearing someone saying that he’s just nothing for the woman of his dreams.

            “You’re just saying that because Mr. Labatete isn’t an actor. You see, if some talent agency discovers him, there’s a big possibility that he would be paired up with a woman that is more beautiful than Laureana Torres.”

            The other student pouted her lips. “I hope it won’t come true. It’s enough that we, from Anderson University only, can’t handle his hotness already.”

            They both giggled.

            Sinio shook his head. Not even a single chance he dreamt about becoming an actor nor a model. He didn’t want the flashing sound of the camera nor the spotlight; Laureana’s attention is enough.

            “We’re gonna see later. If Mr. Labatete will really come to that mall show of Laureana, it means one thing; the rumor is not only a rumor coz we will prove it true. But you know, I’m still having a doubt. Why would a teacher come to that mall show just to become a fan boy, right?”

***

TURNED to the right; checked! Turned to the left; checked! The coast is clear. He can’t see a student from the Anderson University roaming around the venue of the mall show of Laureana.

            Sinio went to the side to check his face mask, shades and his baseball cap. He just wanna make sure that no one can recognize him while waiting for Laureana to come up on stage. But because of his outfit, some fan accused him for being a hold-upper. Judgmental! Good thing, the bouncers believe him when he told them that he is a model who’s just hiding his face behind the mask so no one can recognize him.

            The fan apologized to him.

             Dang! I’m too hot to be a hold-upper! But yeah, the fan’s maybe right. I’m here to steal Laureana’s heart. Sinio said at the back of his mind.

***

“IS THIS a relationship goal?” Sinio asked to himself when finally, Laureana come up on stage. And just like him, the actress got a shades on her eyes. His forehead creased while watching his sexy darling, sang. She seems not happy on what she’s doing now. And Sinio confirmed it when Laureana removed her shades that revealed her swollen eyes.

            When they’ve got the chance to finally talk to their idol, Sinio didn’t slip any seconds pass. He come up on stage and fall in line.

            “Self, please be calm,” he uttered to himself and caressed his chest. His heart is beating erratically fast.

            When it’s finally his turn to come near Laureana, he wore his big smile. “H-hi!” Dang! He still stammered.

            Laureana’s lips curved into a smile. “Hello!”

            Oh, damn! She really has an angelic voice.

            “C-can I have a picture with you? I’m your number one fan, Miss Laureana!” He sweetly asked. He could already imagine Rylan’s laughing on the tone of his voice.

            Laureana chuckled. “Oh why, thank you, Adonis.” 

            Sinio’s face heated up like a blushing girl’s cheek. Adonis. I should change my name now. Adonis suit’s me. Hehe!

            “Nice meeting you, Adonis,” Laureana said after taking a picture with him.

            Sinio wants to savor the moment. He didn’t want to leave yet on the stage so when Laureana was about to turn her back on him, he called her name. “My sexy darling—I mean M-miss Laureana.” He gulped three times before slowly pulling up the hem of his shirt.

            The actress arched her brow. “Yes, Adonis?”

            “C-can I have an autograph? Right on my abs?” He seriously asked, not leaving Laureana’s intent gaze.

            The crowd was filled with noise. Sinio’s aware that some of the fans were already taking video on what’s occurring now.  Dang! You’re an instant celebrity now!

            “Sure—.”

            Sinio didn’t know if it’s just his imagination but Laureana’s voice became sensual.

            “—in one condition; take off your cap and mask. I wanna see that face of yours behind those stuff.”

            She put her hand on his shoulder before sitting up on the table on his front. Her smooth skin was exposed when she crossed her legs. Laureana drew up near on him and readied the pen. The scream of the crowd became louder.

            Sinio didn’t think twice, not thinking what would be the consequence of his actions—and did what Laureana told him. He took off his cap and mask—and let the fans see his face. Laureana blinked for a seconds before she cleared her throat. Sinio felt her hands slightly trembled.

            He’s breathing became hard the moment his skin touches against her. “Damn! You’re making me hot, Laureana. You made my buddy down there react,” he can’t help but uttered.

            Laureana looked up at him. She’s on her high heels but Sinio’s still towering over her.  He thought she would slap him but Sinio didn’t expect what happened next. She grab the collar of his shirt and gave him a kiss on his lips. His eyes widened. The crowd went wild, even his heart can’t believe that his dream will happen in real life. Dang! It felt surreal!

            “L-Laureana…” He gasped.

            He was about to kiss her back when her lips went down to his jaw and stop on his earlobe.

            “Mister Fan boy, please take me with you,” she whispered on his ear that bring his body to rage.