We were in the car.
"Your favourite, right?" He asked me the moment he heard the guitar intro. I nodded happily. Blurry from Puddle of Mudd has been my favourite song since my adolescent years. I like the music arrangment, the lyrics and the voice of the vocalist. Some said he wanted to be the next Kurt Cobain. I just don't care.
I wanted to sing the song. Really. But I didn't want to sing in front of him. So, I just sang in my heart.
He, on the other hand, didn't know how not to sing in front of me. He increased the volume and started to sing along. I was okay with that. His voice was not superb but it wasn't that bad either. The rain won't fall. Hehehe.
Suddenly...he glanced at me...
"You could be my someone
You could be my scene
You know that I'll protect you
From all of the obscene
I wonder what your doing?
Imagine where you are?
There's oceans in between us
But that's not very far..."
He smiled when I looked at him. Then the song finished.
"How was it?" he asked.
"I just sang for you. Nice or not?" he grinned.
"Really? I thought you memang bukan suka nyanyi ke?"
He smiled silently.
"Andai kau tahu
Apa yang ku mahu
Mahukan dirimu ‘tuk mendekatiku
Dan aku tak bisa memaksa dirimu
Walau dalam tidur
Ku kan menantimu hingga akhir nanti..."
He sang the chorus. The he asked,
"You like this song too?"
"Apa salahnya? Lagipun I dulu minat Sofea Jane. Masa budak-budaklah..." he opened up.
"Perempuan pun suka Sofea Jane? I suka dia dulu sebab dia lawa je...hehehe..."
"Mana ada lelaki suka perempuan tak lawa..." I said defensively.
"Tapi rupa itu perlu."
"Kalau bini lawa tapi tak reti jaga nama you buat apa..." he said.
"Tapi kalau dapat macam Sofea Jane?"
"Tengoklah, kalau satu I cakap, sepuluh dia tak paham, buat apa?"
"Tapi dia cantik..."
"Dan aku tak bisaaaaa memaksa dirimu..."
He cut off with the chorus. I got it. He wanted me to stop talking about it.
Justin Bieber. Dang. As much as I tried to figure out how much to avoid Bibir boy, I like this song. And I always sing the song. But I don't want him to know...he will laugh. Shoot.
"You know you love me, I know you care
Just shout whenever, And I'll be there
You are my love, You are my heart
And we will never ever-ever be apart"
I laughed. He was the one who started singing. Then he glanced at me again.
"Are we an item. Girl quit playing
"We're just friends"
What are you sayin?"
Our gaze met.
I felt the warmth crept on my cheeks.
He smiled softly while focusing on the road.
When we reached the place, he said,
"Time for Q&A."
Hand brake up.
Now...where do I start?
What will you ask him if you're at my place?
"Thanks for bringing me to Nasi Arab. How about some Tajine next time? I know it's in Morocco...but can you bring me there?"
***to be continued***