Chapter 110 - 110: Special Treatment (1/2)

(Michelle POV)

Ah!!!!! I can't take this anymore! My silly heart has gone bonkers watching Anthony play. Every time he's able to score, I wanted nothing else but to scream his name along with the girls who ignored the fact that I might be his girlfriend. Ok, I know I'm not, but I label me and Anthony as exclusively dating!

Anyway, I controlled my desire to do so as I still wanted to maintain my image of pure femininity and demureness in front of Anthony especially (plus I don't want to lump myself with those desperate girls), thus all I did whenever he looks my way was give him a smile while imitating the Korean girls saying 'fighting!'.

Talking about him looking my way, was he trying to impress me? Not that I'm being too presumptuous but more than half of the time he scores, he would look at me and smile. Anthony, just take my soul. I'm yours!

When the game was over, I wanted nothing else but to run towards him, jump and give him an embrace and in my imagination, we would French kiss and! Ok, he's still sweaty but it doesn't bother me! If it's Anthony's, I don't mind at all!

Of course, I did not do that. Preserving my lady like image, I did not approach him as he and his teammates exchanged thanks or whatever they usually say to their opponents after the game. Then, I saw him pick up a bottle of Gatorade from the bench and drank it.

Though it was quite a distance, my 20x20 vision saw his bobbing Adam's apple, and I imagined myself licking and sucking it like crazy. Sorry, I think I did grow crazy watching him play. His pheromones and manly sex appeal were oozing, and I think it's not just me who has been affected. The girls in the area that did not mind my presence were still eyeing him like hyenas!

Anthony took out a face towel from his bag which reminded me of what I did earlier. I closed my eyes to relish the moment when I wiped his sweaty face and he was looking at me and… Ah!!! The moment was so sweet and and he even said he will do his best like he was telling me that he'll win the game for ME! Then he just won! Am I not the luckiest girl alive in the planet?

I was still being silly and smiling to myself, when I heard Anthony's voice calling my name. Aish! Too much daydreaming was getting in my head that I'm even imagining things.

”Michelle?” Anthony called the second time as he chuckled.

I opened my eyes and there he was, the vision of perfection in front of me, chuckling as if he knew what was running in my head. He tilted his head to the left and smiled. Was he waiting for me to acknowledge his presence?

”H-hello Anthony. Great game. Uhm, you were great, awesome, and congratulations?” I greeted a bit stupidly I realized. But then, what could I do? My head was in jumbles. I did not expect that he would approach me right away (though I did hope).

Anthony nodded his head while he continued to smile. Then he responded saying, ”Thanks. Sorry it took long. So…” then he paused.

Eh? Why was he looking at me that way? Does he want to ask me out for dinner? Haha! Ok. Fine. I'm not that stupid. Maybe he already has plans with his friends and would be having dinner with them. They were all boys so maybe he feels awkward to invite me to come along and join them. I understand Anthony. No need to feel guilty.

”I will…”

”Would you…”

Me and Anthony said at the same time.

”You go first.” The two of us said at the same time again.

Aish! What's with that!? I blushed.

Ever the gentleman, Anthony said ”Lady's first.” with a smile.

”I will need to go home soon so I hope you go and enjoy dinner with your friends.” I said feeling like a very considerate girlfriend.

Anthony's smile faltered, but he was quick to recover. ”Oh. Alright. Then you should call your driver to fetch you from here. It's a bit dark outside now.” he recommended.

Was he worried about me that's why he made that expression? So sweet!!! ”Ah yes, of course. Uhm… so you were going to say?” I asked.

Anthony shook his head. ”It's nothing. Anyway, you can call your driver now. Wait for me. I'll just go get changed quickly then I'll see you off. Ok?” he offered.

Not trusting my voice, I only nodded my head as I stopped breathing for a moment lest I suddenly act like a madwoman.

Anthony's eyes turned into crescents as he jogged back to the benches to get his bag.

When I saw him enter the locker room, that's only the time I turned to the wall, covered my face with my two hands and started squealing like a fangirl.

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