Confession

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Next day morning you had skipped class and was now going to a "certain" place which Geto has not revealed yet. He said you'll like it, that's all he said.

Maybe you actually would've skipped class today, even if Geto did not ask you to. Because yes, you were scared. But now you didn't need to think of that because you weren't going to see him today. Tommorow shall be dealt with Tommorow you said to yourself. But now you were sitting in the passenger seat of Geto's car.

You had checked it's name yesterday after he had gone home. You struggled a bit to find it cause you searched it like " a boxy shape Mercedes Benz car" but you still found it. It was G wagon, a black one.

You were wearing a cute black half dress today because you didn't know where you were going, so you couldn't plan accordingly. But Geto unlike everyday was wearing a shirt today. A plain white shirt and a beige pants. The shirt looked pretty loose but a bit tight around his arms. First two buttons of the shirt was left open. His hair was not fully in a bun but instead only half of the hair was tied into a messy bun and the other half just fell on his shoulder.

What happened? He asked you, only for you to realise that he could you starting at him for a moment.

Nothing, you said just looking back at the road ahead. The roads were less busy because it was a working day today and most people were at work and schools by this time. And as you went further the roads became less and less busy.

Geto? You called looking to the side to face him.

Mm.. he said raising an eyebrow still concentrating on the driving.

Where are we going? You asked the same question you've been asking him for a while, again.

A small mischievous smile spread across his face. Like a child who is keeping a secret.

Well, we're going to a museum, he said finally leaving you a bit confused.

A museum? You asked.

Yup, buuut... He said getting back your attention. This is not a regular museum like you think. I'm almost certain you haven't heard of the place. But I think you'll like it, he said the last part more softer than the other.

O- okay, you said with a laugh trusting him wherever he was about to take you.

Geto then connected his phone to the car and played a song, which again you didn't know. That made you think how different you both are and how much there was for you both to learn about each other, from the basics you had to get to know him. The songs he liked, the movies he loved, the food he adores. There's just so much, even small things, but so much you don't know about him. You thought that, while you too enjoyed the song with him.

The song was sort of catchy, with a good rhythm. When it suddenly came to your attention, you turned your head quickly to look at Geto.

He raised his eyebrows slightly, still singing along to the song that was playing. And it was pretty good, actually he sounded really good.

"You sing?!" You asked him excited.

Yeah everybody sings, he said in between and went back to singing the song.

"No but you're really good"

Thank you, do you want me to sing for you one day? He asked.

"Hell yeah"

I will, he said with a smile and went back to driving. With him you didn't always have to be talking. He could be just driving, you could be just looking out the window, and you'd still would not feel alone. You just have to be near him, or with him, whatever that is. All your worries meant nothing now. Everything looked prettier like you were listening to your favourite song when you were with Geto.

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