Chapter 1
"For heaven's sake Henry, STOP playing with my fingers!"
I swear to God, if his mom were not here I would strangle this piece of shit down. But no, this is a family gathering and I am wearing a beautiful pastel coloured dress that I just bought. Aint gonna waste it on this skunk. Totally not worth it.
"Why? Fall in love with me already?"
Is that skunk talking now? Oh lord help, I need to concentrate. I currently in the middle of watching tea spill on youtube and these beefs between Jefree and Manny got me gagging.
Tap. Tap. Tap.
Someone is desperately need attention. Arhhhh!! Tory you are better than this. Henry is exactly like your five year old brother, who kept on asking to play one game, ONE game in your phone.
"Are you secretly cursing me in your head?" Chuckled.
"What? What do you want Henry?" I asked as I take a look at his brown eyes and perfectly handsome face. Did I say handsome? Scratch that. Let me start again.
Henry does look good but my boyfriend is better. Henry has brown eyes while Jackson got blue eyes. Henry have that mischevious glint in his eyes that make you wonder what will his next move be, but Jackson, he is an open book. My Jackson, is a nerd but not that nerd. He got good grades and attitude. He plays basketball sometime but he is not that nerd okay.
Why in the world am I comparing Henry to Jackson? I don't even know. Probably because I am the only child and my mom is a single mom. Henry is the only male figure that has been there since I was born.
I did it again am I? Talking with myself, in my head?
"Earth to, Grace" He smiled. He is wearing a casual deep green, polo shirt and a midnight black jeans. Probably throw in the first collared shirt he found because his mom would have killed him in his usual outfits.
"Grace, about your new boyfriend. I don't think..."
"Grace, your mom is asking for you" Henry baby sister, Roseanne said. Grace is my middle name. Only my family call me that. Guess Henry side of family too.
"Henry, please, I actually like him. He is not like my past boyfriends. I am mature enough to figure this on my own. Okay?"
With that, I left to the kitchen.
"Grace help me with the chocolate pudding and do tell your aunty Kelly that I already bought the cake"
Aunt Kelly, Mom, Roseanne and Henry then sit on together and say our grace. This is why I hate my name. Henry has been mocking my name for 17 years ffs.
"Where is uncle James? I thought he came back last night."
"No sweetie, your uncle James had to prolonged his meeting in Dubai. He probably going to be back by next week"
Tap. Tap. Tap.
When we about to forget the existance of this devil reincarnation, he is back with that annoying tap on the back of my hand.
Henry has always been this hmmm do I say flirty behaviour? He would get lost in the conversation while playing with hands. More like my fingers. He would normally squeeze, tap or simply held my hand. I think he started to develop obsession towards them when we were 9.
I used to get bruise and fall really easily, so in our many trip to the neighbourhood playground, I would fall, stumble and cry in many occassion. So Henry, the self pointed knight in shining armour would hold my hand and make sure that I won't accidently kill myself.
I used to hate it so much because it is annoying. But after 19292928 years of telling him to stop, I get used to it.
But let me remind you that we are currently having dinner with both of our parents, and they kept on giving those sly grin to each other.
Our moms, make it no secret that they want us to end up together. But I don't want to fall in love just because our moms wanted us to.
