Chapter 10 (Cont. 1)
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WE went to the nearest mall and we're now on our way to the supermarket to buy some stuffs that he needed. Our hands are still intertwined while walking towards our destination.
I noticed that Noam was a bit talkative today unlike before, he kept on talking to me even though I'm not answering him because I actually don't know what to say and besides, I enjoy listening to him since he look very excited.
"May mga allergies ka ba, Morgan?" I shake my head as an answered and he beamed as his eyes glittered in joy. "Mabuti naman kung ganon. Hindi ko pala kailangan na mag-worry sa kung anong iluluto ko."
My feet automatically stopped from walking out of surprise before taking a glance at him who's now looking at me with confusion.
"Bakit ka huminto? May problema ba?"
"I thought you'll treat me dinner?"
His delicious looking lips pouted so cutely that made my heart flutter a little bit. "Oo nga, treat ko, pero imbes na sa restaurant ay doon tayo sa bahay ko kakain. Ipagluluto kita ng kahit anong gusto mo kaya isinama na rin kita sa pagbili ng ingredients."
I felt my throat became dry all of a sudden as my mouth went half open in awe. There are no words coming out from it but I just can't close it on my own. I'm not mistaken right? He said he'll cook for me. He tagged me along because he wants to buy the ingredients with me.
I feel warm again.
Looks like he noticed that I was stiffened on my place, he touched my chin and slowly closed it on my behalf before letting out an endearing giggle.
"Ang cute mo." He said while still giggling.
"Noam."
"Hmn?"
"You'll really cook for me?"
He bit his lower lip and I can't help but to clear my throat because of that. "Ayaw mo ba?"
"No, it's not that." I answered in panic. "I was just astonished because of what you've said."
"Ah, nakahinga ako ng maluwag. Akala ko kasi ayaw mo."
"You just caught me off guard, that's all."
Noam plastered a smile on his face once again before pulling my hand to start walking again. It only took him seconds before he began talking again, it seems like he got a lot of words to tell.
So talkative. Cute.
"May tattoo ka pala sa tagiliran."
"Yeah."
"Wala lang, ang astig lang tingnan sayo."
I chuckled right after hearing his praise, his words kinda made me feel confident.
"Audentis fortuna iuvat." I stated. "It's a latin maxim that says that 'Fortune favors the brave', it means a person who is brave enough to take a risk is the one who most likely to succeed."
"Uy, gusto ko yan. Ang ganda ng meaning."
"You like it?" He nodded. "I have another one on my back, it's kinda large."
His eyes flickered in amusement. "Talaga?"
"Yeah."
"Pwede ko bang makita sa susunod?" He asked politely while slightly pouting his lips. "Kung okay lang sana. Hindi ko kasi napansin kanina."
"Sure. You can also touch it if you want-"
"H-hindi na, tingin lang gusto ko." He whispered, cutting my words off.
"Okay." I nodded. "But I'm still giving you a heads up in case that you have changed your mind."
"Sira."
One of the corner of my lips tugged up involuntarily. I like how he was easily embarrass by the things that I've been saying, his face was always blushing cutely. Like a ripe tomato ready to picked up from it's mother plant.
"Thank you, Morgan." He blurted that made me confused.
"For what?"
His other hand went to my arm and hugged it just like what he did earlier on his apartment. He's clinging on it like a child who's afraid to be lost while staring at me with his puppy eyes.
"Thank you sa lahat-lahat ng ginagawa mo. Masaya akong nakilala kita at syempre mas masaya ako dahil unti-unti kitang nakikilala. Tatlo lang yung kaibigan na meron ako kaya masaya ako kasi nandyan ka. You're making me feel at ease, hindi ko alam kung bakit pero sobrang kumportable ko sayo kahit minsan may pagka-weird ka."
So I'm weird, huh?
My eyes kept on staring and blinking at him. I'm amused on his long thick eyelashes that flutters elegantly everytime that he blinks and that lips that unconsciously seducing me by biting and pouting it, plus his cheeks that keeps on blushing every d*mn second.
It really makes me wonder on what way his parents made him that he actually turned out to be this beautiful.
"You gotta stop doing that."
His eyes widen and made a frown. "Itigil ang alin?"
"Saying and doing things that makes me wanna kiss you."
"Baliw." He chuckled and tapped my arm lightly. "Bawal ang kiss, magkaibigan tayo diba?"
"Can't we skip that part and just go on the next level?"
"Nope." He answered in a sing-song tone that made me groan out of disappointment as we continue our walk.
The one and only Morgan Verdan-that is feared by almost everyone who knows me-was called weird and crazy by this gorgeous man walking beside me? Unbelievable.
But why the heck am I not affected?
(Beau's POV)
FINDING people was always been an easy task for me.
Eversince I was born, everyone have seen me as a child prodigy. I'm talented in so many ways but I still chose to be a computer specialist just like my parents. Parehong magaling na hacker ang mga magulang ko noong kabataan nila so I can say that I've learned from the best but my experiences and knowledge molded me even more, turning me from the best into the greatest.
Wala akong hindi kayang gawin. I'm born talented especially in computer skills! I can find whoever and wherever it is that they asked me to find! I can hack and track anyone in just one click! I can infiltrate any websites, even the deepest part of the world wide web!
So why?!
Why can't I find anything about this man named Noam Rivera?!
"This task is making me insane! Why would Morgan be interested on someone's background if that someone doesn't even have a background in the first place?!"
Halos mahilo na ako kaka-scroll sa isa sa mga screen ng computer ko. I've been glancing left and right just to find anything related on my searches but just like what's happening these past few days there's still nothing!
Am I missing something?! Or did I just talked big in front of Morgan?! Pero I can really find people in just a few seconds so why?! Why is this happening to me?!
"This is impossible!" Singhal ko bago ibinato yung mouse sa pader.
Hinihingal kong tinitigan yung pinagbagsakan nung sirang mouse na yon. Nagtambakan na rin doon yung mga keyboard, laptops, tablets at iba pang technologies na naibato ko roon sa sobrang bwiset.
Several days have passed and yet I can't still find it! Sa tanang buhay ko ngayon lang ako nahirapan maghanap sa profile ng isang tao, isang taong nagtatrabaho bilang guro pero wala man lang record na nagpapatunay na isa syang teacher?!
"He's like a f*ckin ghost!" Sumandal ako sa gaming chair ko tsaka humigop sa ika-tatlong tasa ko ng kape ngayong araw.
Kinagat ko yung labi ko dala ng kaba. Hindi kaya mali yung spelling? O baka hindi naman talaga sya teacher? Baka may mali sa impormasyon na sinabi sakin ni Morgan pero paano kung tama? Paano kung wala lang talaga syang records pero paano yun nangyari? That's really impossible! There's no way a living person doesn't have any records that serves as a proof that he's really living at all!
Birth certificate! NBI clearance! Teaching license! National ID! Lahat! Walang kahit ano! I even searched for him on the other countries' database, hinanap ko kung sa ibang bansa naka-register yung pangalan nya pero wala pa rin akong nakita!
Hindi ko alam kung anong relasyon ni Morgan sa lalaking yon pero masama yung kutob ko. It was obviously strange for someone who's been teaching for several years in one of the most prestigious private school to not have any records at all!
Kinagat ko yung kuko ko. "I need to talk to Morgan-no, no. I can't, she's on a month leave!" Asar akong napasabunot sa buhok ko.
I can't believe that I, Beau Callen known as the computer genius was unable to find some data about that normal citizen?! And what's much more frustrating is that I can't even ask for advice from kuya Vince!
Something is not right. Kuya Vince always knew about everything dahil sya ang utak ng organisasyon, sa kanya kami nagre-report ng lahat ng nangyayari at ginagawang hakbang ng organisasyon kaya bakit ayaw sabihin ni Morgan yung tungkol sa paghahanap sa taong to? This is not good.
Just who the hell is that guy?!
- Writer
