҂ ࣪˖ Chapter 6

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"Ahh, yes Doyoung, he used to visit the cafe sometimes when we worked here, right? I forgot his name." He let out an awkward chuckle.

While I was working in the cafe during the last summer, before I realised my feelings for Doyoung, he used to visit the cafe a lot, sometimes with his friends, sometimes alone, sometimes just to drop me off or accompany me back home. I guess he is the only person whom I told about my crush on Jungwoo.

"Yes, Doyoung.... he used to visit frequently.... What did he say to you?" Curiosity was either taking the best or worst out of me. How can Doyoung tell him about the letter when hd doesn't know anything about the letter? Even Taeyong doesn't know that I write letters to all my crushes, he only knows about his and Doyoung's letters...

"He just said that you are in a relationship now, your crush on me is over. I am glad that you don't have any feelings left, otherwise it would have been really difficult for both of us..." He scratched the back of his neck, lowering his head.

How does Doyoung know everything?

"I am really sorry for making you uncomfortable with this letter... please forget this ever happened, let's forget this, please." I don't want to get anymore embarrassed in front of him or any other boy who received this letter. It's getting suffocating for me, this embarrassment. But what's eating me up more from inside is Doyoung, why did he change so suddenly just when I decided to move on?

"Yes! Let's forget this. Anyways after I left the cafe, I changed my phone and lost all the contacts. Would you mind giving me your number? Let's keep in touch." He extended his phone after opening it which I hesitantly took and carefully typed my phone number.

"Here you go." An embarrassed smile plastered on face , unlike his cheerful and cute smile. "Thank you so much! What are you doing now? Would you mind if I buy you a coffee?" He shyly asked. If I agree then that's going to be very awkward and I can't handle anymore awkwardness or embarrassment today, I already have had enough.

More importantly, Doyoung and Taeyong are waiting for me. "I am really sorry, but my friends are waiting for me there. You met Doyoung, but let's meet some other day. We can plan it for later. I am really sorry." I genuinely feel apologetic for turning him down but I really have no energy to face him anymore at least today.

"Oh yeah, I forgot. No problem, don't be sorry, I understand. I will text you later when we can meet." I nodded, smiling brightly. "Sure!" Surprisingly my voice came out as a chirp. "I'll get going now. See you." He waved once before turning around the corner. The bells at the door were heard indicating that he probably left.

Heaving a loud sigh and clutching the t-shirt around my chest, I bent down, a way of trying to calm my racing heart. "Why is this so embarrassing! Still so many people are left.... I hope they don't get the letter or don't come to confront me. I might pass out next time." I was on the verge of crying, ignoring the glances of the people walking in and out of the restroom. I stayed at that position for like five minutes till my breathing rate and heart rate was back to normal.

I made my way back to the table where Doyoung and Taeyong were supposed to be. There was no presence of Doyoung once I reached the table. Taeyong was sitting there busy playing games on his phone, while two empty cups of coffee and a plastic bag were kept in front of him. "Where's Doyoung?"

"You are back? What took you so long? Were you cleaning the washroom or what?" I rolled my eyes at his statement as I repeated my question. "Whatever, where's Doyoung anyways?" He stood up, placing his phone in pocket as he collected the empty glasses and passed me the plastic bag, making his way towards the trash can.

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