»»BLAIRE CATHERINE POINT OF VIEW««

Why do I admire him?

Why did I fall in love with him?

Why do I continue to love him even though I know I have many competitors?

competitor because they will chase him the way I did. Because he's the vocalist, a hot vocalist.

Anyway, the pathway turned out to be Blaire Catherine Castro, the goddess of beauty, as assumed. I'm kidding! But I'm a woman who continues to fall in love with a man who I can't reach.

"Hey! What do you think? You're daydreaming again, aren't you?You better stop assuming those things. You and him are not things because you and him are human, but seriously, it's hard to reach him, "my friend Bianca said, who you thought was not experiencing what I feel now.

"Gosh! Is it forbidden to love him, even if he doesn't know, huh? " I frowned at her as I sped back to my seat.

"Is it right for you to face that television? You just need to kiss it," she told me. Yes, because when I saw him, I quickly got up and ran to the television to see if he would be a guest on the noontime show.

"Just go away, you witch!" I told her, and she just nodded.

"Alright honey! I will leave you there. Fantasy well! " I just ignored her because I was focused on the television where he was.

"Mr. Petter, is it true that you already have a girlfriend?" The host said who was interviewing him, so I stood up again because it was me. That's me. Assuming me again

"Actually, yes, I have a girlfriend already," he said confidently as those in the studio shouted. So I collapsed in my seat. This is the end of the world because there's a winner already.

"Oh, you heard and saw that your idol has a girlfriend, so stop admiring him. Pity those who try to grab the attention of those who admire you, "the host said, and I frowned. Yes, that's right, because I'm also sad. He has a girlfriend. It's frustrating to love him.

"Hey! This witch is frowning like a crazy person! What happened?" Bianca muttered, but I was still staring at the television. I don't want the end of the world. My friend just laughs at me, but it really has a different impact on me. This ruined my world. I just want to disappear even now, so I decided to go to the bar.

Cigarette smoke, the smell of alcohol, and noise greeted me. I want to get drunk as much as the guy who will lose all the pain because of that flicker of love.

"I just crushed him, why am I acting like this? Why am I being affected so much? " I whispered to myself before going up to the bartender to order a glass of wine.

As I walk, I can’t help but look around. I see someone kissing, dancing on the dance floor, laughing, and even singing. But my eyes were fixed on a table full of squirming men, but I was disappointed to see that there were women with me.

"I thought I could hit the jackpot tonight tasked! The handsome men haven't had any hangers yet, because Bianca is busy with her plates. "She's really alive," I said to myself before I walked over to the mixer of wines. When I arrived, I sat down in front of the bartender to order a very hard wine, the type that just one sip would make me lose my love for my idol, my vocalist.

"What's wrong with you, ma'am?" The bartender asked me to look at him, so I looked at him and smiled. "I hope the wine with just one sip will make me lose my feelings for him," I whispered while still smiling broadly at him. So I bit my lip and told him again,

"If it weren't for the alcohol, it would have made me feel cold. The guy I didn't feel like, so I wouldn't be hurt like this again." I bit my lip and told him again, because he was just scratching his head.

Geez! Catherine, that's really crazy. I'm not bitter, but I just feel sorry for what I found out about him. I don't know, but I'm really affected. I'm assuming he's assuming, but I really hit on him. So I just laughed and pointed out what I wanted if it was wine. As he makes me, I am just word of mouth.

"That's how he hit me, he just winked or sang to me. He hit me even harder when he was drunk. I even lose consciousness if it's just a coincidence that I or I own someone like him, "I said with a laugh. I also took the wine he gave me.

"Maybe the effect of your separation from your boyfriend, ma'am, is strong," he told me while mixing alcohol for another customer.

"I wish he was just my boyfriend, so that I had a reason to prohibit him from others. Because what I want is for me to have all the attention, time, and I'm the only one he sings to whenever I'm happy, sad and hurt, feel me hmm! " I said I also drank the wine he gave me.

"I just hope he loves me so I don't look like this? It's funny because I'm fantasizing about a man who can't be mine, "I said and ordered a glass of wine again.

"There are many more men, more deserving of the love you have for that man, ma'am, so don't ruin your body with alcohol," he said as he gave my order.

"I'm not ruining it, I really want to have fun because I'm going to let him go, now that he really has a girlfriend," I told him. Gosh, I don’t know the bartender, but why am I telling him? What a crazy woman I am? I'm really crazy about what I'm doing. I caught the attention of the bettors to sing on the stage here at the bar. I don't know, but it looks like there is a magnet for my eyes to focus on.

"What the fuck is your fucking problem Portela, I told you, I don't have a fucking mood to sing a song. Congratulations!You better ask that motherfucker Anderson, not me, "I heard the man there say that he obviously doesn't really want to sing.

"Oh! Petter, please!We're just going to request you now. You're just ignoring us, your heart disease, do you know that?" The answer comes from the one forcing him. Oh, his surname is familiar, huh! But I just ignored the impossibility of him entering this place. Yes, it's impossible because he's famous. I'd rather just build my own bar, isn't it? Don't force me because I'm tired.

"I just came here for a walk because I'm stressed, so shut the fuck up Portela," said the one they were forced to listen to. I could not see their faces because of the crowd, but we could hear their rebukes because of the strength of their voices. Because we were all looking there, the bartender told us,

"Those men are really like that. You'll get used to it when you meet them." Tasks Hopefully, all that way, they can make each other cursed. Besides, no one will pick them up because they are still laughing. This is how true friends are vulgar.

I just ignored them again because I turned my attention back to what I was drinking. I want to get drunk until my feelings about him are gone, like in the song LOVE IS GONE. Why am I thinking about this? Tasks

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»»JOHNTHONY POINT OF VIEW««

"Damn you, Portela, with feelings and respect!" I sighed at Lion because of his naughtiness.

What I hate most of all is the one that forces me to do something I don't want to do. And one more thing: we are in a public place. Many people are around us. They might just confuse me. Not to brag, but my band is one of the most popular in the tastes of my fellow Filipinos. I am not a pure Filipino because my dad is a foreigner.

"Fine! Anthon, your twin, is trapped.He's having a hard time getting along now, damn it! "Lion Portela complained to my twin again. Tasks 

"Because the man is tired, you're still pushing him. Of course, if I were John, I would have killed you! Because you're stupid, "Anthon replied, making me laugh. I just let them quarrel.

So I just took my headset and played it. There is a stress reliever! I still close my eyes while singing the lyrics, but it's just a whisper and I'm the only one who can hear it. I only fainted for a moment because of what was shaking me. You say tasks are a problem? What am I going to do with this woman? I'm fucking tired as hell! She also hugged me. This woman is a flirt! I just stood up suddenly because I didn't have time to relax.

Then I walked away. I knew they were calling me, but I just ignored them and the other one I couldn't hear. As I was walking, I saw a woman talking to a man. She was obviously very drunk.

The way she smiles and laughs is really different. My eyebrows met to see if the man was touching her leg. What the hell is he doing? Hmm. I took off my headset and put on my hood so they wouldn't notice that a Johnthony Petter was walking around the bar. As I got closer and closer, I could hear her laugh. An innocent laugh She couldn't even feel the stupid man holding and caressing her leg. This woman is really drunk.

So when I couldn't stand it, I punched the man without saying a word.