Okay so before reading this chapter, I want you to watch the attached video above to condition your mind with the song and the visuals for this chapter. You can play it here or on Youtube. "Curious" by Hayley Kiyoko. You can also play it on repeat while reading this chapter. Enjoy!

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DIANA'S POV

I wake up to the faint sound of Franki's familiar giggles mixed with my brother's deep voice from the outside. My eyes widen as I take in every ray of light illuminating my bedroom and moments later, it sinks into me. It's already one in the afternoon, and without a doubt I know I've slept for too long.

Why wouldn't I? Yesterday's events were very exhilarating and one hell of a roller coaster ride.

With my every thought now in high definition, the frustration and disappointment from last night have pushed me back on the sheets with a groan. The excitement and thrill of seeing Franki again forced me to rise up from the bed.

I wonder what they are doing outside...

After a quick rinse on my face and brushing my teeth, I proceed to comb my hair and put a little lipgloss before coming outside to join them with this weird, funny feeling in my chest and tummy. I'm not sure if I'm excited or shy to see her again...

Maybe both?

A part of me is still disappointed with her but the feeling automatically vanished when I emerged into the living room and the first thing I saw is the back of her long and smooth thighs...

She's wearing her black Adidas sports bra and short shorts.

I lean on my side against the wall while I am unknowingly gaping at the beautiful sight. The smile on my face gradually fades when I finally notice the whole picture.

David, who is not wearing any shirt, is sitting on one of the dining chairs while she is behind him, bending down with her arms lovingly wrapped around his neck and chin resting on his shoulder while they are watching something on his phone.

Ah, what an eye-sore. I can't wait for the evening to roll around so I can finally have her all by myself...

"Oh my gosh, that's so cute! We need to do that too!" Franki's voice made me realize that I was staring at her nice, toned ass longer than I should.

They didn't notice my presence yet because they seem to be deeply invested with whatever they are watching which I think are some workout routines. From the looks of it, it seems like they have been working out the whole morning using those small dumbbells and the treadmill.

I silently walk toward the kitchen without saying anything.

"Oh..." Franki's voice has made me feel this warm flush on the side of my ears.

"Good morning, Diana!"

I just briefly turn to their direction to flash them a small smile for acknowledgment.

"It's weird seeing her getting up late," Dave comments as I open the fridge to check on what to cook for today. He then continues to mock me, "She must have slept late because of watching porn. That's what you get when you don't have a love life,"

My grip on the handle of the fridge tightens when Franki lets out an agreeing laugh.

I close the fridge door a little harder and try to calm myself as I proceed to make my own coffee but deep inside, my disappointment with her resurfaces. She made me wait and anticipate big time last night, and just then fell asleep. And then this is how she is going to repay me? Start her day by flirting with my brother?

Diana...can you even hear yourself?

"I cooked tortang talong (fried eggplant) and fried chicken for our lunch today. We were just waiting for you," Franki proudly informs, but I still didn't glance her way. From my peripheral vision, I can still see that her arms are still wrapped around David's neck from behind.

"I'll just finish my coffee," I briefly reply, emotionless.

Dave answers, "Sure, take your time, Brat. My baby and I will be doing this push-up challenge,"

Whatever, Asshole. I didn't ask you.

"I can see that," I flatly replied.

I turn away from their direction and roll my eyes while stirring my coffee.

"I think we should start now?" Franki excitedly beams before hopping toward the middle of the living room in front of the couches. My curious eyes discreetly pan on her way to check her out.

The sight of those sexy droplets of her sweat on her glassy white skin is making her look hotter. Her tiny waist and toned abdomen are so nice to look at, and those pale, smooth legs...

My eyes then went up to her face and from being firey with desire, they became icy when I realize that she is looking at me too with a taunting expression plastered on her beautiful face.

What does she want me to do? Confused, I immediately look away and start sipping on my coffee.

My temple creases when David drops his muscular body down the floor and starts doing push-ups while Franki is non-stop giggling as she demurely positions herself on his back with both of her legs on the side.

Pabebe ang gaga.

Seriously, can he just continue going to the gym like what he used to and not do it here?

My eyes travel down to her crotch and notice how tight her spandex pants are I can literally imagine what she looks like in there...

I find myself nibbling on my lower lip when my thoughts are again filled with these unholy images of my brother's girl.

Get a hold of yourself, D! Look away!

David continues his current routine, flexing his muscles and shit as his girlfriend is visibly enjoying on top of him, counting his every push.

"One...Two..." she pauses to laugh in a cute, silly way and then continues counting, "...three...four..."

I want to smile at the sound of her cute accent as she continues to count with giggles in between, but the jealous side of me is suppressing it.

"Oh my gosh, you're so strong, Babe!"

I didn't realize that I am frowning like hardcore already. My lips are pouted like a duck and my knuckles whiten as I hold my cup of coffee tight.

I straighten out and held my breath the moment I meet her eyes from across the room again and this time, she looks like she is aware of my feelings right now and apparently is enjoying it.

"Twenty-one...Twenty-two—Oh my gosh...Twenty-three—I so love your biceps though-Twenty-four..."

Ugh.

What the fuck is wrong with her? Is she playing with my feelings? She's so flirty with him right now, like nothing happened between us last night.

Uhm, he's her boyfriend?

I can feel my insides heating up with envy. I turn away again and lean my lower back against the kitchen counter while sipping on my hot coffee.

The sound of his grunts and groans as he does the push-ups is getting on my nerves already. My irritation intensifies with the thoughts of Franki enjoying it as she balances herself on top of him on his every push. It urged me to stuff my fake AirPods into my ears and play some random music.

🎵Calling me up so late at night
Are we just friends?🎶

Great. Why are these random songs in my playlist always on point with the situation?

🎵You say you wanted me, but you're sleeping with him
You think of me, I'm what you see
When you look at the sky
I don't believe you
You ain't been loving me right🎶

Oh, yes. Exactly.

I caught her looking at me again the moment I glance back. Judging from the little smirk playing on her lips, she really is doing this on purpose.

Or maybe...she is seducing me and spicing things up because she wants a little aggressive sex for tonight?

I silently scoff at myself because it is somehow effective.

🎵If you let him touch ya, touch ya,
touch ya, touch ya, touch ya, touch ya (yeah)
The way I used to, used to, used to, used to, used to, used to (yeah)
Did you take him to the pier in Santa Monica
Forget to bring a jacket, wrapped up in him cause you wanted to
I'm just curious, is it serious?🎵

She leans down to whisper something in his ear which caused him to lose his focus. She drops her head back with a heartily chuckle when he almost dropped himself on the floor.

Really, I'm just curious, if her intent on seducing me yesterday was really serious, or was it just out of boredom or bi-curiosity?

"No. You're making me crazier, Diana..."

Her words when we were inside the elevator last night echo through my mind right now, making me even more confused.

After finishing my coffee, I finally decide to go back to my room to avoid the eyesore. If she will continue to do this for the whole day and got no plans of continuing what we did last night, then I guess I need to be out of here.

Calm down, D. David will go to Gino's party tonight, remember? She will be all yours...

Can we fast forward the time already? Because I'm losing my mood as every second passes by because of the painful sight right now.

Really? Losing your mood?

Vee has left a lot of missed calls as well as Dean and Chris but I am too preoccupied to talk to anyone right now.

If the last bit of my patience runs out, I will definitely ask Vee for another wine night tonight...It's Friday anyway, the perfect weekend to get wasted again.

Wag ako, Diana! (Who are you fooling, Diana?)

David finally drops on his abs in exhaustion after the sixty-ninth push-up. Impressive but I don't fucking care. Franki stands up and beckons for me to come,

"Why don't you join us, Diana?" Her voice is stern with command and she is giving me a look that I should follow her or else...

"Nah, I'm good." I'm not really a physical person and yeah, I hate P.E. when I was in high school and college.

"Where are you going?" she asks as I head toward my bedroom.

"I'm just gonna back to my room,"

"It's time for lunch. Come and join us. I can't wait for you to taste my cooking,"

Does she need to emphasize the last sentence with her suggestive eyes?

"Okay," I immediately oblige.

Gosh, why am I so soft for this woman?

They went ahead on the table, sitting next to each other while I put my cup of empty coffee on the sink. David puts his arm around her shoulder as she talks about another routine.

With her full attention still on David as it seems, she drops an arm behind her and reaches for mine as I pass by behind them. Our hands just slightly grazed on each other. The mere contact made me blush though. Apparently, she had the intent to get a brief hold of my mine, but I just played it cool.

I sit on the head of the table, adjacent to her and start eating silently.

"So...How was my cooking?" she asks after a few moments.

"It got even more delicious because you cooked it," I answer with a suppressed smile as I catch her eyes.

"Aww...You're so sweet. How about the priting manok? (fried chicken). It's your favorite, right?"

"Pritong manok, Franki." I instantly correct her Tagalog.

"Hala, pritong manok paluh," she corrects herself in her usual adorable way and I suddenly have the urge to kiss her kissable plump lips right now...

"It's tasty..." I trail off and meet her eyes again and this time, with my apparent desire for her flashing through them, "I want more of it, actually."

She averts her gaze away as if she just got burned with my insinuation and proceeds to drink the cold water from her glass.

She's affected, huh?

"Jeez, you sound like you haven't eaten a chicken for a long time," David comments in between eating.

"What time are you going later, Dave?" I ask him, a little impatient this time.

"Around seven. Franki will be coming with me," he says with his bulging eyes telling me not to spill his initial plan last night as well as about the pills.

But wait...what? Did I hear it right? She's coming with him?

"She's coming with you?" I casually ask but I am actually dying from the inside.

"Yep,"

My energy instantly drops.

I was really expecting that we will be alone tonight, you know...

What made him change his mind? Or did she herself suggest it? Bwisit ha?

"Why don't we bring Diana with us tonight?" Franki suddenly suggests, lightening my mood up a bit.

"Ehh..." David oozes out a reluctant look and it made me feel like he doesn't want me to be there.

I felt bad.

"I can't come with you anyway," Those words were already out of my mouth before I was able to stop them. My emotions got ahead of me again.

"But why? It would be so much fun if you'll be with us though." Disappointment glinted through Franki's eyes.

"It's actually an exclusive party for us guys, but Gino told me that he also wants to meet you.." Dave explains to her, and I finally get it.

"It's fine. I have some important errand," I add with my calm composure.

"Where are you going?" she asks.

"I'm just going to accompany my friend." Seriously, why do I make the silliest reasons and excuses?

"Which friend?" she explores with curiosity arching her eyebrow up.

"Veronica." I nonchalantly reply and she looks visibly disappointed.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. What have I done? I should have convinced David to bring me, right?

"Oh, okay." she shrugs her shoulder dismissively after recovering and we then fell into silence again. Awkward silence...Or it is just me? Only the sound of the utensils as we continue to eat echoes around the unit.

I lift the spoon up to my mouth but it stops midway when I felt a foot slowly rubbing on the length of my leg under the table.

I press my lips inwardly when I realized in a heartbeat that it is hers. I steal a glance from her but she is just eating innocently.

I suppress any signs of excitement in my face as I let her do it.

"Ah...I am so damn full." David finally kills the silence while leaning back on his chair to caress his rock-hard abs. "You're gonna be my perfect wife someday,"

Wife...

Dream on, Davey. Your girlfriend has been flirting with me.

"How was your fingers last night, by the way?"

...

David suddenly asks Franki and we both coughed on our food on reflex.

"Whoa...Chew properly, girls. Did I say something wrong?" he utters, amused instead of worried.

Our coughing intensifies.

What the fuck is that question all about?

Franki immediately recovers, but her face is as red as mine. I automatically bring the cold glass of water to my mouth and gulp it down but it only worsened the coughing.

"They are fine now, actually." Franki finally answers as she lifts her fingers up for him to see.

"W-Why? What happened?" I ask after recovering; curious, worried, and anxious all at a time. I really don't have any idea on what they are talking about.

"It was pressed in between when I closed the bedside drawer yesterday morning..." she explains for my enlightenment.

Oh, injured? Hindi halata ha. (It's not obvious)

"Oh..." Craving an excuse to touch her, I grab her hand and inspect her fingers.

"They look fine to me now. Nice to know that they were not that injured. You should be extra careful next time, Franki..." I casually stroke their lengths while bits of images of her finger-fucking me releasing another wave of arousal southward my body.

"Yeah. I can do a lot with these fingers," she subtly flirts back while gazing meaningfully into my eyes.

"Yeah sure you do, Baby." David inserts himself with a wink, and we just then realized that he actually exists at the moment. His insinuation made me lose my mood again.

Franki clears her throat and immediately changes the topic to his gym membership. He got her full attention again and I just want to finish my food already.

I almost choke on my food again I felt a soft hand on my thigh. I discreetly glance at her only to meet her beautiful light-brown gaze which is blazing with naughtiness, confirming that it was hers.

I cock my head to one side and shoot her a "what the hell are you doing?" look.

She further crawls her right hand across my bare left thigh, making me feel goosebumps pop up under her fingertips. I try to even my breathing out as I look at her half-confused and half-excited.

I bite the chicken tenders a little harder as she continues her hand's journey up my thigh as discreetly as she can while acting like she is interested with whatever my brother is blabbering about himself.

Sometimes, he is just full of-I slightly drag my chair backward with the way her hand slipped inside the opening of my maong shorts, obviously reaching for something hot and wet right now.

🎵But don't you worry I can handle it
No, don't you worry I can handle it...🎵

I want to tap her hand away, but a part of me is enjoying this thrilling game that she wants to play so I instead part my thighs for her access.

I hold my utensils tighter as her hand inches closer to my panties.

"Yeah, I love it. I want to learn it. We need to learn self-defense," she casually agrees with David's suggestion.

I adjust on my seat as I continue to calmly chew on my food. Whatever they are talking about starts to sound incomprehensible to me.

She continues her flirty talk with her boyfriend while I am here trying to catch my breath in the most unobvious manner.

My body shoots forward as the tip pf her fingertips finally reached me and before she could start teasing me, I immediately grab her hand from under the table and forcefully pull it away. I clear my throat, acting like the food has been messed up in my throat.

"Diana...you okay?" she peers with her innocent, worried look.

Damn you, Frances.

"I'm fine..."I finally rose up from my seat. "E-Excuse me," I whip around and rush back to my bedroom without looking back.

"What's up with her?" I heard David asking her.

"I think she needs to go to the restroom,"

"Oh..Happy pooping, Brat!" he bellows from the dining table and I just gritted my teeth in frustration.

I shut my door closed and lean against it, my chest rising up and down with exasperation. It's actually a lot harder than I thought. She really is killing me and playing with my emotions big time and right now, I'm not sure if I am happy with it. It's my brother that we are talking about here...

I didn't dare to go out of my room then. I bathe myself with music and after an hour or so, start watching an action movie. Of course, I didn't understand a thing. How could I when this frustration is eating me up?

I mean, does she want the both of us? Because it is really unfair on my part. I thought she doesn't love David? After all those misunderstandings and quarrels with him, she should not be okay with him, right? But why is she all lovey-dovey with him again? She should make it up to me, right? But no. She instead resorted to teasing me right in front of him and I find it bullshit. I won't even get a taste of her tonight because he is actually bringing her with him.

Ah, gosh. My head hurts from all these questions in my head. We really need to talk. We need to clear things out so I will know where I stand...

Moments later, there is a knock on my door. I remove the earbuds from my ear as I anticipate it to be her. I don't want to talk to her but of course, I will only eat my words out.

"Yes?"

"Hey sis, I need to borrow your car later,"

I roll my eyes upon hearing Dave's voice instead. I plop my body back on the bed. "Yeah, whatever."

"Thanks! You're the best!" he yelps from the outside.

He got my girl, and then now, my car. Yeah right.

****

I open my eyes again and rise up with a jolt. I didn't realize that I actually have fallen into a long nap from overthinking. I check on my watch and realize that it's already six in the evening.

Are they still there? I slowly open my door and peek in the living room. They're not here but I can hear some rumblings from their bedroom.

Seeing that their door is slightly open, I peered into the vertical opening and my heart skips a beat when I saw Franki sitting in front of the dresser while contouring her face with the brush. It's dark in here but the orange light from her dresser is giving the ambiance a sensual glow.

Warmth flushes through my chest with relief as I again think about how beautiful she really is.

And someone is soft again...

Her slightly curly hair is styled out beautifully with her loop earrings on both ears. She is wearing a cute red off-shoulder top that shows her belly button and she paired it with a gray skirt and her red wedge shoes. (First night on PBB house look)

Ah, what a sexy kikay (girly) that she is...

Her face lits up as she finally catches my eyes from the dresser mirror. She stops what she is doing and stands up to face my direction.

"Finally! You're out of your cage. Hello...po!" she softly says with her pacute face.

"I see Dave's in the shower..." I slowly speak, weaving my way toward her while running my fingers on the wall.

"You should come with us, Diana. I want you there with me..." she speaks in her husky low voice with her eyes convincing me.

I quietly approach her, my eyes still locked on hers.

"D-Dave might see us..." she stutters as I near her.

"I don't care," I say, face serious. She lifts her head up to meet my eyes when I loom over her, the sexy, expectant look on her face is making me want to spread her legs and eat her out on their bed right now while listening to the sound of David in the shower.

Her anticipating lips automatically part as she gazes into mine with hunger, but I decided to play her game this time.

She gasps when I grip her arms tight and turns her around. I then lean my chin on the curve on her shoulder and lock my eyes on hers on the mirror with a tempting smile.

"Diana..." she lifts her hand to caress the side of my face as my hands start to run up and down the smooth of her legs.

"Sorry I have slept on you last night. I didn't mean it. I'll make it up to you..." she mumbles with a moan.

But when? Tomorrow? The next day? I can't wait already. I want to speak my thoughts out but I decided to keep it to myself.

🎵I'm just on the floor, I'm like a model
Been looking through the texts and all the photos
But don't you worry I can handle it
No, don't you worry I can handle it🎶

My smile widens at her apology, but it's not enough. I lift her skirt up, making it pool around her hips as she bites her lower lip in anticipation. She moans when my fingers start to crawl toward her panties, my thumb slipping under the garter.

Her face fires up with excitement when I finally reach her wet inner lips. I can feel her breathing deepening with my every move.

"Diana..." It's a whisper this time. I can sense the mixture of panic and arousal in her voice. Her face crumples into arousal the moment my lips meet her neck.

She again takes me by surprise when she suddenly clears all the stuff from her dresser table with one single swipe of her arm. She then sits on top of it, pulling me closer between her parted legs in the process.

I push her against the mirror as I skim my nose at the side of her face and down to her neck, breathing her in with my hands on her leg and breast.

🎵If you let him touch ya, touch ya,
touch ya, touch ya, touch ya, touch ya (yeah)
The way I used to, used to, used to, used to, used to, used to (yeah)
Did you take him to the pier in Santa Monica
Forget to bring a jacket, wrapped up in him cause you wanted to
I'm just curious, is it serious?🎵

I teasingly hover my lips near hers. She keeps on reaching for it, obviously aching to kiss me again but I keep on pulling away. An amused giggle comes out of me when she aggressively grabs my face and glides her lips along with mine. I briefly kiss her back, my tongue slipping out to give her plump lips a single, teasing lick before breathing these words into them,

"I'm just curious..."

She reaches for my lips again, not minding what I just said, but I immediately pull away from her, not giving her the power to overtake me this time.

"...is it serious?" I finally moan out next to her ear. She backs away to give me a questioning look, nose flaring from panting.

I give her a gratified smile before walking away like a boss, leaving her totally dumbfounded while wiping the red lipstick that I messed up around her mouth.

*****To be continued*****

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