We were so happy.
A perfect fairy tale.
Everybody wants to have our kind of love story.
"I'm sorry okay? I didn't mean it." He walked out on me yesterday because he was so jealous of my new found friend.
"Can you please trust me? When I say he's just a friend. He really is." He nodded then hug me.
Not everytime its rainbow and unicorns but we still find a way to make it like that.
We're still normal couples.
But I know, we love each other. More than everyone can Imagine.
They say, no one. Not any force will make our love fade away.
We were building our future.
"How many kids do you like?"
"What?" I was shocked but at the back of my head I was smiling from ear to ear.
"Kids, you know when we get married."
"Well. As much as I can get pregnant."
"That would be a lot then." We both laughed. But of course that wasn't true. Two will be perfect. Or even one. Whatever God gave us. We'll accept it with our whole hearts.
Imagining it with each other.
We walk together side by side.
He showed me, that someone like me can be happy.
That I can find happily ever after with him.
He's my first boyfriend.
He's my first love.
He was this popular guy.
I was this hmmm. How should I call myself before?
Not an introvert but not visible either.
So I was an ordinary student.
Then one day our worlds met.
I was walking while reading a book. It's a stupid thing to do while I'm walking but I really can't help it.
"I'm so late-
"I-I'm s-sorry."
"It's okay." I was about to walk away but...
"Hey. What's your name? I'm Angelo. Call me Gelo." He lend me his hands. I didn't know what to do so I run away but before I was completely out of sight.
"It's Nayi!"
"WHAT?"
"THE NAME IS NAYI CHAN!"
After that we didn't cross world again.
But fate. Serendipity. Destiny. And that sh*tty party wants more.
It wasn't a good meeting for the second time around. But...
I was wearing this glamorous heels and also a glamorous killer. 'Cause my feet hurts! I was about to sit but then I landed on floor and for some reasons, life has a plan for me. Just for me.
I was holding a cup of juice by that time so when I fall and so the juice. I was soaking wet!
And he was my knight in shining armor.
"We meet again. Nayi." He remember my name. That was thought that keeps on repeating inside my head by that time.
It was indeed a cliche story.
