Dear diary,
I've been dating this guy for a year now. We hold hands, we embrace a lot, and maybe we almost kissed but I did not want it until everyhting was official, but even so we were always happy together. He calls me every night, and even have a term of endearment for me. I taught this was it.
I taught we had something. But apparently I was wrong. We were the perfect combination, ako yung pa victim sya yung pa fall.
FLASHBACK
I saw him on a party with another girl. I was so mad at him. I went to him and his new girl, with tears in my eyes, I told him "who the hell is this girl?"
He stood up, looking puzzled. He put his arms around me, and introduced the girl to me, "bae, this is my girlfriend." He said casually. My mouth fell open.
The girl extend her hand to me.
"Love, this is my bae, she's my closest - friend" I felt my whole body tensed, as if a cold bucket of ice was thrown at my face.
"Nice to meet you bae, I heard so many stories about you" she smiled at me, looking as if she won the fight.
"Well, good for u. I on the other hand haven't heard anything about you" I said, pain was evident in my voice.
"Bae, dont be like that. Sorry love, she's just really clingy, that's what I love about this kid" he said.
"Can we talk outside?" I said, and immediately went outside of the bar. As expected he followed me.
"Bae, what's wrong?"
"Ipaliwanag mo sakin kung anong nangyayari. Close friends tau? Close friends lang tayo!?!"
"Bae, dont be like that. You know I love you right, but not in that way."
I wanted to punch him in the face.
"You really taught I wanted you to love me? Dont fool yourself. I kinda like playing with you for a while, but this shit aint real." I said, smirking. This is my ego speaking.
"Bae, dont..."
"Dont call me bae. And dont call me anymore. Were done." I said, and immediately sprinted out of his sight.
I was running my hearts out, I hated running. But, this was the only way I can escape now.
I do not want to go home, and yet I had no place to go. I am not going to cry in my room alone, I kept telling myself.
So, ive decided. I sent a group message in our barkada.
"Who's up for some crazy night?"
Since I am just a "close friend", I dont need to be cautious on other people's rules.
Luckily, my barkada was always there for me, everyone was up for a crazy night.
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ChickLitThis story is about a girl who wanted to understand were does the line of being a friend to more than friend starts.