seven

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by yvesanas

by yvesanas

i woke up to my mom knocking on my door. she was asking me to wake up as it was already noon and she hated when i slept in.

sighing, i got up. i did the usual - stretch and check my phone. i was hoping for a text from luke, since he had my number and haven't talked to me in a day. unfortunately for me, no new texts.

it was only two in the afternoon so i guess i could visit the library later on. i planned out everything i wanted to ask luke, in case i screw up like last time.

1. ask him if he's fine
2. apologize about the kiss
3. ask him about his love life (i think he's single.)
4. try asking him out

i've only met this boy for a while and i already feel like i've known him for a long time. true that we didn't know each other
too well, but the comfort he gave me when he's around just makes me feel so.

i've never fell for anyone ever since logan. he broke me into unfixable pieces, and i promised myself never to fall in love again. well, whatever it was, it's been four years. plus, i'm not even in love with luke yet, i just have a strong liking towards him. i think.

okay, fine. maybe i am in love with him, but that sentence sounds like i've gone too far too quickly.

pulling over at my usual parking space, i let out a deep breath. i wiped my clammy hands on my jeans and got out of my car. i honestly wasn't mentally prepared to see luke just yet, not after what happened.

his seat was empty when i got in. i figured that he was just a little late so i sat down, waiting for his arrival. i read books and discovered every useless application i had on my phone, yet still no sign of him.

it was already six in the evening, and my mom was starting to text me. she sent me messages telling me to go home early as we had a wedding dinner to attend, and i couldn't help but let my nasty little head fantasize about luke and i as the newly-weds. i smiled at the thought and decided to skip the dinner just to see luke, as i was dying to see his face.

my mom, was of course pissed off. but i relaxed because i knew that every time she got mad, she couldn't stay mad at me for too long as i was the only son. she always needed me to do things for her after that and she would automatically be nice to me again.

and there i sat till the last minute of the opening hours. the very grumpy looking librarian told me to leave in a very nice manner, which was quite surprising. i expected her to be the crankiest lady on earth.

next day, i returned to the library. no sign of him.

i was disappointed and worried. i texted him and even tried to call him, but the line would go dead. maybe he gave me an invalid number... maybe he hates me.

maybe he doesn't like me that way at all.

maybe he thinks i'm annoying.

what if he thinks i'm disgusting?

maybe he lied to me. about me being a nice person, and about me being a pretty guy.

maybe he decided not to come here anymore because i started to visit him daily.

but he said going to the library was his escape. he must be suffering from something, if he used 'escape'.

maybe he goes somewhere else now.

i sure hope he's fine.

today, i went to the library again...

i broke down as soon as i saw his seat empty.

a/n: it's ending very soon huhu hope u all like it so far Ã°ß˜