"Hey, Y/N!" my boy best friend called from behind, looking really excited.
"Hey," I say, confused as to why he's excited.
"Guess what!" He smiles
"What?" I reply, returning his smile.
"Take a guess," he says.
"Mark, just tell me!" I said feeling impatient.
"Fine. I got accepted!" He says holding a piece of paper in the air.
"Omg! That's amazing. I'm proud of you, Mark."
Jumping on top of him, he opens his arms.
I hugged him, feeling so proud and happy for him.
"Thanks, but you know for college I have to go out of country."
"Wait, what? Country? I thought it was
out of the city."
"Yeah, no. They changed the location. And this is a life opportunity!
I'm going to a total different place!!"
He says smiling really hard.
I smile sadly and hug him.
"I'm proud of you, Mark, but please don't forget me." I chuckle.
"Thanks, and of course. I would've never forget. You are my best friend."
Best friend. That's all I would be.
~
It was the day Mark would be leaving me, I was at the airport with him.
Since his parents were both busy, no one came to say goodbye but me.
I felt really bad, but at least I was there.
"Thanks for coming, Y/N."
"Of course, Mark, you're leaving the country, so how could I not come?"
Mark smiles, and he puts his bag down, opening his arms.
I hug him tightly, as tears start to fall out.
"Mark I'm going to miss you so much,"
I whisper as he hugs me back.
"I'm going to miss you more," he says in my ear.
"Be safe, okay?"
"Of course. But Y/N, now I have to get going," he says, leaving the hug.
"Don't ever forget me, I love you," I say, wiping my tears away.
Mark stands in front of me and says,
"I love you more." He gives my cheek a kiss and walks away.
"Bye Mark!!" I waved, watching him walk away.
~
It's been three years.
Unfortunately, we lost contact.
He told me he got too busy.
I thought we were going to do long distance, but I guess not.
I found out that he's on his way back to the country that I was in, the same place we met and became best friends.
I don't think I will meet him, since the world is a big place.
I miss him so much.
I should've told him my feelings, but I was too late.
I should've told him before he left.
And It hurts knowing I still didn't move on.
I'm walking on the streets, enjoying the chilly weather with a cup of hot cocoa.
I stop in my tracks when I see a familiar figure.
Mark?
Was that really Mark?
My eyes lit up, and I rushed in his direction.
"Mark!?" He turned around, and out eyes met.
I smile and hug him.
"I missed you," I mumble, but he doesn't say anything back.
When I pull away, I see him confused.
"Sorry, who are you? You may have misunderstood, and how do you know my name?"
My heart drops to my stomach.
There's no way he forgot about me.
Did he?
He said he wouldn't
"You don't remember me? I'm Y/N, Y/N L/N"
| try to introduce myself, but he denies it.
"I don't think I know anyone by that name.
Now if you excuse me, I have to get back to my girlfriend."
He leaves. He forgot about me, he broke his promise.
Tears prick my eyes when I see him happy with his girlfriend.
He was supposed to be mine.
He was supposed to laugh with me like that.
If only I confessed.
When I went back home,
All night, I cried because of him.
How could he forget about me?
~
The next day, I went to a nearby cafe.
I entered the cafe to see Mark, his girlfriend, and some of our high school friends.
Oh no.
I decided to leave, hoping Mark or any of my high school friends would notice me.
I was about to walk away when I heard my name, "Y/N!" I turn around to see my old best friend.
Their heads turn in my direction, and they all smile and gesture for me to come over.
I make my way to the table.
"It's been a long time!"
She squeals in excitement.
"Yeah, I know. I missed you."
I say, sitting down next to her.
"We all missed you too, Y/N."
"I remember all the memories, another friend smiles.
I return a pleasant smile, and my eyes meet Mark's.
I see realization and guilt in his eyes.
Mark's P.O.V:
Oh, my god.
Y/N.
My first love, which I didn't get to confess
We made eye contact, and I looked at her with regret.
"So what's your job? You were really into making music?" One of my friends asked.
She nods and smiles slightly.
The smile I would die to see.
"That's what I am. I started producing two years ago, and now I've helped many popular artists."
They look shocked, and so do I.
"Omg, your the famous Y/N L/N!" My girlfriend squealed.
Y/N just nodded.
I just watched as my friends talked with Y/N, and all in my mind is regret.
"So how did you guys meet?" Y/N asked me and my girlfriend.
As she was about to talk about us, one of my friends interrupted.
"So basically, she was obsessed with him, and since he didn't know what to do, he did a stupid thing, and decided to date her.
So boom, they're together," he says , as Y/N sat there in shock at what my friend said.
It was true, he wasn't lying.
I looked at Y/N, and she still looked shocked.
I turn, and suddenly gets awkward.
"Y/N can we talk?"
She hesitated but gave in.
"I'll be back in 5 minutes." I say to my 'girlfriend'
We got up and were about to walk away when my girlfriend grabbed me and kissed me.
Disgusting.
I look at Y/N.
How did I forget my angel?
Y/N's P.O.V:
"So-" I get cut off by him hugging me tightly.
I don't hug him back.
Why would I
"I'm so fucking sorry. How did I forget you?
I'm so sorry!" He pulls back, and we both look at each other with watery eyes.
"I got to go, Mark." I try to walk away, but he doesn't let me go.
"Mark, please." I cry.
"Y/N, please talk to me. I love you."
I look at him in disbelief.
"And more than a friend."
"Really! Then who was that girl? Your fake girlfriend?" he signs, says no.
"She was bothering me to go out with her for so long, and I gave in."
He takes my hand and kisses them.
"I'm sorry, I forgot you. I'm sorry I didn't contact you."
"You promised you wouldn't forget me.
But you literally forgot me!"
I screamed with tears.
The others came out in a rush to see what was going on.
"Baby, what's going on?" his girlfriend came over.
"Nothing happened. Goodbye, nice seeing you guys.
I turn to Mark.
"And don't even think of contacting me,
I'll ignore your texts and forget about you, like what you did to me."
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NO PT2😘😘
