Private But Not A Secret [on A hiatus]

Chapter Two

He hands me the keys to unlock the door and immediately places the bags on the nearest bed, and the larger ones on the floor. "I wasn't blushing," I protest. He takes out his phone, and it's a picture of me with a blush, taken when I was looking at those girls looking at Zee. I gasp, horrified, and try to grab the phone from him. I slip on a bag strap and grab his suit for support, falling onto the bed and making him fall on me. He is so close that I can feel his heartbeat. "You're heavy," I say, trying to lighten this awkward moment. "I don't even have my whole weight on you," he says, helping me up after himself. I'm low-key angry that it didn't faze him, but then he turns around, heading to the bathroom. I see his ears tinted with a red blush. I smile happily, knowing that I have the same effect on him as he has on me.

I pack my bags and fight the urge to pack Zee's bags. We aren't that close... (yet). I can't invade his privacy like that. I scroll through the boring channels that the hotel TV offers.

Zee gets out of the bathroom wearing only a towel. I try to be sneaky with glances at his biceps and pacs. "wanna walk around the hotel and get drinks? I bet this is the last day Nat will give us to do anything not related to the wedding." zee says grabbing clothes out his bag ever so neatly. "just the two of us?" I ask. "I mean if you want to call the others-" "no just the both of us is fine." I says. He smirks and raised an eyebrow. "I don't want to bother them." I say coming up with an excuse. He nods and goes to the bathroom to change. I actually do know zee from years back. Not personally though. Just from afar. I didn't even know that his name was zee. I just knew he was a guy I had a crush on and watch him take pictures of random things. I was too shy to talk to him so I would admire him from afar. I'm glad he doesn't remember me. I regreted not talking to him. By the time I had courage to, I found out that he moved countries. I thought that I was never gonna see him again. So I'm going to seize every chance to be with him. He came out dressed in an oversized Balenciaga pink top and black pants nearly matching with me. I shook those main character thoughts out my head and left the room with him.

Zee pov

"Are you excited about meeting Nunew?" Max asks me for the nth time. "Yes, Max," I say, rolling my eyes. "Do you think he remembers you? You never spoke," Poppy says. That's true, but I would always see him watching me take project pictures or just for fun. I would always start taking pictures at that usual spot and slowly move to my intended spot so he could see me and 'secretly' follow me. "I don't know, Poppy," I say and hit his shoulder. I was back from the last day of work before the holiday we were taking for Max's wedding, so the office was busier than usual. I had to finalize and sign as many things as they gave me before leaving, so I was too tired for his nonsense.

"He probably is dating someone," I say. Nunew has been beautiful, and his angelic voice could make anyone fall in love with him.

"Nope. He is very reserved. Nat had to act like he desperately needed a groomsman for him to make sure that Nunew attends our wedding. He was sure that Nunew would have canceled last minute if he was just a guest. I wonder how he convinced him..." Max said and kept talking.

We finally arrive at the hotel, and there was Nunew, in an adorable pink sweater matching the pink bags on the lobby floor.

"Everyone, this is Nunew. You remember him," Nat says, of course. I look at Nunew to see any recognition on his face but he makes an embarrassed face. "Hey..." Nunew says cutely in a shy voice. "Wow, Nunew, I almost didn't recognize you, you look smaller than what I remember," Max says, pointing a knowing look at me. I suppress the urge to flick him off. Poppy was the one that pissed me off the most. He brought Nunew into a huge hug. Yes, it was friendly but still. I gently hug him and sniff his hair but move away from him quickly to not seem creepy.

While we were in the lobby, he kept looking at me. I pretend not to feel his stare. I was about to confront him when a group of girls walked by, saying something I didn't hear, making him look at them. I take the opportunity to take a picture of him.
I chuckle at how adorable the picture looks.

Hearing Nunew being eager to share a room with me made me hopeful that he might still remember me. After my quick shower, I dress in a matching shirt as Nunew but wear black pants so it doesn't stand out too much. I'm so excited about walking around with him. I know the resort like the back of my hand—I own it. If Nunew wasn't comfortable with staying with me or another person, I would have immediately arranged a single room for him. I'm so giddy and glad that he agreed to share a room with me; I feel special. I take the longest route to get to the bar. We walk and talk about many things until, unfortunately, we get to the bar. "Good evening, sir," one of my employees greets me. "What would it be today?" I look at Nunew. "What would you like?" "Any non-alcoholic drink, please... if you have it," Nunew says. I found it cute. He came with me to a bar knowing he doesn't drink, just so he could be close to me—maybe he does remember me after all. "I'll have red wine," I say.

"One glass of red wine and a Virgin Mary coming up," the bartender says. I kept taking secret pictures of Nunew as he drank his drink, taking in the scenery. "Beautiful," I say. "Yeah, the sun disappearing into the ocean looks beautiful," he says, staring at the sunset, zoning out. "No, you are beautiful." He didn't look at me, but the blush slowly creeping up his neck and ears told me that he heard me. As the night went on, it started being windy. We got up and went back to our room. Nunew took a shower, and I changed into my PJs. He looked cute in his fluffy blue ones. He caught me staring at them. "Don't make fun of my PJs; my mom got them for me," he says. "Oh, your mommy picked them, cute," I say, not really trying to tease him that much. He puffs his cheeks and gets into his bed, pulling the covers over his head. I laugh at his cuteness and get into my bed. The wind picks up and becomes stronger, making objects hit the balcony doors and cutting the lights out. That's the disadvantage of the seaside - the normal extreme weather conditions.

"Zee," I hear Nunew mutter. He sounds like he was crying. "Nunew, I'm sorry for making fun of your PJs. I think they are adorable. Please don't cry, especially because of me," I quickly say. "It's not that; this place got very creepy and scary," Nunew says. "So, do you want to share a bed?" I sarcastically ask. Before I could blink, Nunew is already in my bed, clinging to me. His heart was beating fast, but his neck and ears were not pink, so he was seriously scared. I wrap my arms around his body, noticing how he stopped shaking after I did it. "Don't worry, I'm here," I say. He honestly shouldn't worry because this happens every other day, and then in the morning, everything would go back to normal, like the wind didn't happen.