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"We try so hard to hide everything we're really feeling from those who probably need to know our true feelings the most."
I read for the nth time from the book, Maybe Someday by Colleen Hoover, because I couldn't understand what it meant. It was a book Tay left in my apartment the last time we hung out here 2 months ago, I still don't understand why he kept on reading such novels.
And just when I thought about the devil, I threw the book at the side of my bed, grabbed my shirt on the single couch inside my room and wore it. I closed the door of my room before checking if I missed unplugging a few appliances I used earlier, and when I confirmed that there's none, I grabbed my car keys from the hook and left my space.
It's the last day of our holiday break, and I know that there's really no better thing to do than just lay in bed, wearing nothing but your boxers on, a book in your hand, and a few cans of beer for me to drink. That's my initial plan. But, my mind was obviously not with me, and lingering with a certain someone who refused to contact me back since the time he returned to the country a day ago.
To avoid hurting my pride, I refused to contact him first even though that's something I really wanted to do as soon as I saw him in Off's Instagram story. To be fair, he did it first. He never picked up my call, ignored my messages and most specially, chose to contact Off to pick him up instead of his own best friend!
"You will definitely pay for this"
I murmured, while glaring at the street who I imagined as him, before turning to the street where his apartment is located. He knew I never wanted to be the one who seemed to be running after him, but he's probably intentionally doing it now because he knows that I couldn't afford to just ignore it.
At first I wanted to let it slide when I knew from Off that Tay left the country for a private trip the week of my birthday without any proper explanation. Next, I tried to shrug off the bad thoughts that kept coming through my mind when it was Off instead of me; he chose to call first the moment he came back. But the idea of him, still ignoring me up until this day? Who can afford to just ignore that? I am his best friend!
I quickly parked my car in the parking lot before running to catch the open lift up to his floor. As much as I am annoyed by the actions he is currently doing, I can't deny the fact that I really wanted to see him. I miss him.
I am staring at the bear keychain he gifted to me during my 23rd birthday when I heard the sound of the elevator, a sign that I've reached his floor. I immediately walked straight to the 3rd door to the right and impatiently knocked on his door. Knowing how early the time is, I bet he's still sleeping on his bed with his mouth hanging open, but I don't care! I need to see him, I badly need to see my best friend.
I knocked again for the 3rd time before finally hearing the sound of the lock being unlocked. I couldn't help but smile, when I saw a sleepy Tay who had his hair all over his face. Obviously he just went off from bed.
Before he can even react, I immediately throw my arms around his neck, pulling him into the tightest hug. I initially planned to throw a punch on him, but I missed him that much to not consider changing that into hugging hum instead. Surprisingly, I felt his body stiffened, something he never did before. But like I mentioned, I just missed him too much to even focus on that. I want to focus on the fact that he's now here, in my arms, smelling so good like usual.
"I missed you"
I whispered through his ears. That supposedly his cue to wrap his hands around my waist to pull me even closer. We always want our hands all over each other's body. We used to. I furrowed my eyebrows because I suddenly found his action annoying and was supposed to tell him to hug me back, but the sudden opening of his bedroom door caught my attention instead.
