So Close To Being In Love | Completed √

Chapter 23

Amelia's p.o.v;

At home,

Andrew knocked on my window, but I had already secured it from inside, so he wouldn't come in. I covered my head with the blanket and pretended to sleep. I eventually stopped hearing raps on the window after a while. I believe he gave up and left.

Why is he entering my room right now? Does he wish to witness my pain? After seeing Andrew with his girlfriend in the music club, I have avoided him since then. I am aware that this is not the appropriate response given that, to him, I do not appear to be a friend. How am I supposed to suddenly change my opinion of him? Please don't approach me right now. Atleast, give me some time. It would be simple for me to move on from him if it were just a secret crush, but I love him. No, I won't confess my love anymore to him. I shouldn't be like this in front of him. He is no longer my unrequited love.

I grabbed my phone and erased all of his photos from the gallery which I took secretly. I'm giving up my feelings towards you. From now on, you're just my next-door neighbour.

I have to explain it to my brother as well. Despite hearing Ash on his phone with his girlfriend, I nevertheless knocked on his door. I refrained from crying and knocked on his door.

Ash opened the door, and I said, "I would like to talk to you. Are you free?"

He ended the conversation on his phone and enquired, "What is it? Why are you ugly? Did you cry your eyes out?" he asked after checking my eyes.

"I'm no longer feeling anything for Andrew. So, you don't have to tease me using him."

"Why, what just transpired?"

"I gave up on him because he has a girlfriend."

"What? A girlfriend? Is he dating someone?"

"Yes, I followed after him like a moron not knowing he has a girlfriend. I'm not going to continue doing it."

"Are you alright?"

"Yes, I'm doing great, brother."

He inquired after I attempted to go, "Did you not like him? You ought to confess your love to him."

I turned to face him and grinned "How often do I need to say that I didn't love him? I simply had a crush on him. It's just a crush. Nothing more, please. I'll quit that as well now that I know he has a girlfriend. I came here to make it plain that I don't feel anything for him, so please stop making fun of me with him. If you did, I would only suffer harm. You got it, right?"

He gave me a pitiful look as he nodded.

I gave him a gentle kiss on the cheek and inquired, "Why is this expression suddenly in use? Don't give me that look. There are a tonne of fishes out there, brother." And let out a smile.

He patted my head and said, "Don't hesitate to ask for help if you need one. Understand?"

I nodded and walked away from his room. The phoney smile on my face vanished as I exited his room.

I strolled up to the window after hearing music to see Andrew playing the cello in his room.  I have seen your face, heard your words and have felt the warmth of your touch. There is a difference between being able to look at something in your absence and actually having those things in your presence again.

I got into bed, grabbed my phone, and deleted all of Andrew's cello recordings before turning in. I no longer wish to keep items that make me think of you. You made them all a part of my very soul, and I want no other reminders of you than the memories they give me. The memories are painful and they bring nothing but pain.