The Perfect Boyfriend [Completed]

Chapter 8: A scene from a drama never works out in real life

Emi let me sleep over at her place to my surprise. She offered the bed but I had politely decline.

It was late and she had nagged me for coming so late.

I lied on the floor beside her bed with a single pillow and thin blanket.

After our tear fest, both of us were pretty drained and tired, still I felt strange sleeping at her place. Everything was moving at its own pace and I didn't know if this was the right thing to do.

I closed my eyes trying to fall asleep and get rid of my nonsense thinking until I heard her voice.

"Hey Evans, are you awake?"

"Hm?" I mumbled softly.

"Are you sure this is okay, you like Eva and all?"

I opened my eyes, my eyes staring at the complete darkness, but it was an oddly comfortable feeling.

"I'd be lying to you if I say I'm okay and that I'll move on, but it was strange to hear it from you."

"How so?"

"Those feelings were buried in the deepest shell of my brain, I don't even know why I liked her at all. It was funny, I remember being so obsessed with her but that seems like a dream, a faraway dream..." I shuffled around, trying to find a comfortable angle to sleep in. "I quietly waited for her to look at me and when I decided to take action I was too late. I was late again. I didn't know I was even late until you put it in perspective for me."

"Why I couldn't leave her alone, why I tried to distant myself, I loved her."

There was silence before I spoke in a softer voice,

"I love her."

Admitting it was difficult, strange even. It hurt the side of my chest yet I felt anything but caged. The exact opposite, I felt at peace.

That night I had a sweet dream.

A bittersweet dream.

"Hey, I saw that flashy break up y'know?"

"What? Are you going to tell me that I look like a heart broken fool?"

A grin spread across her face,

"What are yeah, dumb? Of course I wouldn't say that. The heart doesn't control your emotion, it's the brain. The heart just acts as the brain wishes."

"What are you saying?"

"I'm sayin' you're not a heart broken fool, I would call you a brain broken fool, but that would be an insult to your brain."

She began to laugh and poke my cheek, "I'm saying your brain wants yeah to mop it all out that it makes your body ache so much that it feel like you're dying. All for that one day you'll stand up with your head held high. What was that saying again...?"

"No pain, no gain?"

"Exactly. Eva Hearts the name."

"Evans."

My eyes jolted open when I saw a different female in front of my face, "are you finally awake? C'mon take a shower. I don't have any boy clothes....so you have to wear what you're wearing now."

I nodded as I hazily stood up.

"Where's the washroom?"

"To your left. We're lucky it's the weekend and both of us don't have school."