It would be weird if I still keep thinking about what happened last night — the I'm not sure was an almost kiss but it sort of felt like it was. But I can't stop thinking about it, it wouldn't even leave my mind even if I try so hard to brush it off.

Well, I wouldn't trouble myself and it would be normal if we were in that kind of relationship or something, but the thing is, we aren't. What I'm sure is that we're only friends who happens to take a vacation at the same time and place.

Why did he kiss me in the forehead by the way?

Is that normal between friends nowadays?

Am I really that uncultured? Or am I really just too attached to the old ways?

I just shrugged my shoulders as an answer to all the thoughts and questions inside my head.

Today, I woke up quite late since I got to sleep late as well. I came back to my hotel room from Vernon's at dawn and I couldn't get to catch sleep at his room, because first, my mind was pure chaos, and second, we were still in the middle of our movie marathon.

He was surely amazing to be with, he's quiet and doesn't make any unnecessary noise while the film is going on, and later would tell his insight about the film after it's finished.

And he's smart with his words too, and that's literally just a cherry on top.

When I first came here, I thought being alone was the best thing I could do for myself, but eversince he came, being accompanied with a person is much more greater.

This day though, I don't have any idea how I will spend the whole day, unless I want to just lay around in my bed and be on my phone, I could finish the whole day without even moving. But that's the last thing I would do, I came here for a vacation, I should atleast make the best out of it.

However, the only problem is what I should do. I didn't plan how I'll spend everday before coming here.

Thinking about going on a vacation, I imaged a fun filled day everyday like strolling around the unfamiliar city and doing things I've haven't.

While I was staring at the ceiling, thinking about why I'm a spontaneous person and instead of rather thinking of exciting stuffs that I can only do here, my phone rang indicating that I received a message.

A subconscious thought came inside my mind that it was my friend Gia, yet I also thought of another person. And when I got to turn on the screen with an unknowingly nervous feeling, my high hopes were pleased with the name I saw on top of the sent message.

Vernon.

I almost felt guilty and sorry for Gia for not wanting to see her name on my screen, but I know she would understand. She's my friend, I know her too well, and by that, I know her to the point that if ever I get to tell her about me meeting a guy named Vernon here, she would squeal and be extremely excited for who knows why.

A smile instantly found it's way curving on my lips the moment I got to completely read what he sent.

I wanted to jump around in so much excitement, along with my heart that was pounding in a flattering way but I didn't want to see myself be so obvious that I'm instantly elevated by a person.

However, I do admit that I have this teensy crush towards him.

As I took a deep breath to calm my nerves down, I typed a '', and sent it to him.

He literally just solved my problem, we made a plan and right now, I could finally feel the essence of a vacation.

It's still going to be later tonight though, and I still have the whole afternoon to sort wether I'll just lay around or get outside to buy time.

Planning about what I'll be doing, I subconsciously scrolled through a lot of apps on my phone that I lost track of time, and I failed to go out like what I've been wanting.

I'm still ecstatic nevertheless, time just shortened itself for me to hang out with him again.

I did the same excessive routine I did last night as I really feel the need to appear like I'm at my best when I'm with him. I even feel the need to impress him or anything related to that. I don't know why. What's wrong with me?

The moment he opened the door, with his other hand placed on the wall, I greeted him with a smile. "Hi!"

"Hey!", His smile was only a slight rasing of the corners of his lips, but somehow, it looked so warm and genuine.

He literally looks like the man contained by my daydreams. He's so dreamy and significant that I already forgot my past crushes.

I am aware that I shouldn't get so attached with people — with him, because no one knows when will they leave, but I just want to enjoy and spend the rest of my vacation with him.

Perhaps at some point, when I'm going to leave this city and go back to where I cams from, I'll just remember him as a friend I met during the times when I felt so alive.

"I actually forgot to tell you yesterday.", He started. I was standing at the kitchen counter and he was busy doing, making or cooking something which I don't know what since his back was against mine and his body was completely covering what he was making.

"What is it?", I asked as I just stared at him from where I was. I just didn't have the courage to go near him and casually ask whatever he was doing.

"Well, it's not that necessary.. but since you asked me about it.. and I feel like you should know.. I'm just going to say it.", The way he said those words somehow made me nervous. Did I do something or anything embarrassing that was out of my conscious knowledge?

My body somewhat became tensed as I waited for his next phrases.

I almost jumped out of surprised by how he suddenly turned around with a tray filled with traditional but unfamiliar dishes. But it was a good thing that I could hold myself back from even moving a muscle.

He walked closer to the kitchen counter across me and placed the tray there.

"Don't you remember drinking.. like a lot of alcohol?", I hesitantly shook my head, unsure about what he's saying. "What about going to a bar? Aren't you quite familiar?"

"Going to a bar..? getting drunk..?", I whispered to myself, but it seemed like he heard it since he nodded with an innocent smile.

I worked up my brain and sought an instance where I was doing what he was trying to remember. And I managed to recall it, I managed to remember a scenario that I instantly regret recalling, I wanted to forget it as if I never even thought of it.

I could feel blood rushing onto my cheeks by every scenario that happened that night that was one by one making its way inside my mind.

I hesitantly looked up to meet his face, and once I managed to fix my eyes on his, I remembered how he was there too, at the bar — I proposed to him, I freaking proposed to him! Like who goes around proposing to people just because they wanted to hear it for themselves?

"It seems to me that you have already remembered."

He smiled, not the usual apple in the eyes one, it perhaps looked like a mischievous one, and I would be dumb if I still deny that it wasn't telling me that I'm in huge trouble from him.

How did I even walk around with him with thoughts about that night inside his mind?

I shook my head and tried to tell him that I can't recall such things he's saying, but it appears that I was late — too late to get myself out from the complete mess I made.