Bubble Tea

One kiss, one love

Song for the chapter: Kiss you by One Direction

Audrey's POV:

As I sit in my bedroom, my thoughts drift back to Andres. I can't help but remember the sight of him at the café, engrossed in "The Picture of Dorian Gray," the novel I gave him when we were dating. Seeing him reading it brought back a flood of memories, both good and bad.

I think about all the silly things he's done lately-passing me those cheesy notes in class, sending random gifts to my place. Part of me wants to laugh at how ridiculous it all is, but another part of me can't help but see the genuine effort he's making. He's trying so hard to get through to me, to make amends.

But what am I supposed to do? Should I not even guard my heart now? It's so confusing. Maybe I've been too harsh on him. After all, he did explain the situation. Maybe he deserves a second chance. Everyone makes mistakes, and Andres is only human. Perhaps he couldn't control his emotions or feelings back then, and that's why things went wrong.

As I ponder this, I realize that our relationship was never supposed to be real. It started as a fake relationship, a ruse. Yet, somewhere along the line, real feelings developed between us. And now, with all the effort Andres is putting in, I can see that he genuinely wants me back. He likes me. Maybe even loves me.

I can't deny my own feelings either. I miss him. I miss his bunny smile, the way he always knew how to make me laugh, the way he looked at me like I was the only person in the world. He did so much to make me happy, even when it meant stepping out of his comfort zone. I think back to when we went to the Enhypen concert with Jaemin and Stella. Andres wasn't into K-pop at all, but he went with me, listened to all their songs, and even pretended to enjoy himself just to make me happy.

Maybe I should give him another chance. Maybe it's time to let my guard down.

As I'm lost in my thoughts, my phone buzzes with a text from Trevor. He wants to hang out tomorrow at the mall, do some shopping. I glance at the calendar-it's the weekend, and I don't have any plans. I text back, agreeing to meet him.

But deep down, I know that my heart is still conflicted. If Andres comes up to me again and asks for another chance, I might just say yes. He's proven that he's willing to put in the effort, and I can't ignore my feelings forever. Maybe it's time to see where this could go, to give us another shot.

As Trevor and I strolled through the bustling mall, he seemed eager to impress. He pointed out clothes he thought would look great on me, his flirty comments floating between us like bubbles in the air. Despite his efforts, I couldn't reciprocate his interest. My heart wasn't in it, not after everything with Andres.

In the midst of browsing stores and trying on outfits, Trevor would pick up items and ask for my opinion, finding ways to touch my arm or lean in closer. Although I smiled politely, my mind kept drifting back to Andres. I remembered his playful teasing about my fashion choices and his ability to make me laugh until my sides hurt. No one else had ever made me feel that way.

As Trevor continued with his attempts at flirtation, I found myself nodding along, occasionally laughing at his jokes to be polite. But compared to Andres' natural charm, Trevor's efforts felt forced and insincere. The genuine connection I had shared with Andres was irreplaceable.

After a while, Trevor suggested we grab something to eat at the food court. We settled at a table, our bags filled with purchases from our afternoon of shopping. As we ate, Trevor's attempts at flirting persisted, but I was growing weary of the charade. Andres's sincerity had set a high standard; no one else seemed to measure up.

Just as we finished our meal and prepared to leave, Trevor asked if I wanted to catch a movie with him next weekend. I hesitated for a moment, considering his offer. But then, across the bustling mall, I spotted a familiar figure-a tall silhouette that made my heart skip a beat.