William Shakespeare: Sonnet 18

Chapter 3

Chapter 3: Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,

Oh no.

He really did forgot that he still have a girlfriend after meeting Tom.

Sarah Johnson, a dark haired women in her late twenty, with pretty amber eyes, have been in relationship with Chris for few months, and they did have great times together. She was nice and funny, expect she gets a little jealous and act sarcastic every time Chris talks to or face someone that is attractive, even when Chris nodded thankfully to his cousin once.

But after all, Chris loves her, and he couldn't really be those people who left their partner when they saw someone more attractive.

Maybe Tom was not as kind as he looks? Chris told himself to not think of Tom when thinking of the date tonight. Maybe he have some strange habits like eating kittens as breakfast or, he is a serial killer!?!

Stop it, Chris Hemsworth, you are thinking weirdly.

Suddenly a finger tapped his right shoulder, and pulled Chris out of his thoughts. It was Tom, who was in his suit and smiled warmly at him. Chris felt dizzy wen he saw this smile and thought: No, definitely a serial killer of hearts.

'Chris!' Tom said in a surprising tone. 'It was really you! I didn't expected to see you here! what are you doing here?'

Chris hid his phone like he was texting with his secret lover in front of his wife. 'Ugh, I am running here 'cause this university is close to my house and have a great environment.' He was too nervous and he talk a bit too formal to a friend.

He won't mind, will he? We just met few days ago.

Tom was a bit hurt when Chris seemed a bit distant from him, but then raised the water bottle he bought from the school canteen.

'Do you want to have it? I didn't drink it, if you mind. You seem very hot and sweaty so you might need some water.'

Oh my god, Tom is giving me his water!!! Was my heart suppose to jump out when I take it from his hands. Heart-stealer!

'I owe you a drink.' I smiled at him, and took a sip from the water bottle.

Hmm, this water tasted sweeter than all others that I have drunk.
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I walked into a restaurant and ordered a take-out.

'Still the same dinner, Tom?' the cashier, Sebastian, that I almost meet daily teased me, again, for my everyday meal.

'Is not my fault I don't have someone that can cook and keep me warm at night, by wrapping me in his arms.' I smiled at him back, and saw his face flushed when I mention him and his boyfriend Chris Evans.

Chris Evans was nice, and was bold like Chris Hemsworth I met few days ago.

Oh, Chris again.

Seb gave me the check and murmured at me, 'I don't want to act like your mum, but really, you need to find yourself a partner, Tommy, or mummy will be worried.'

I stopped myself rolling eyes, and walked aside to wait for my dinner.

I thought about the lesson today. I stopped the lesson when I explained 'Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,'

Shakespeare did mentioned the lovely of summer, but there will still be rough winds in May that blow away the warmth of it.

Then I heard a familiar voice.

Chris and a pretty woman went into the restaurant chatting, hand in hands, seeming happy and relaxed.

My mouth were suddenly dry and had a bitter taste, and I have no idea why.

Guess that the body knows better when the rough winds come.

I took my dinner, and walked back to my home faster than usual, because I know that the heartless wind will shake the darling buds, until nothing left.