A/N: Hey guys? I’ve been listening to this song but I now only came to realize how romantic and sad it is. Thus, I find myself very inspired to do a short story. I recommend you to listen to this song first before reading “Not Over You by: Gavin DeGraw.” Hope you all like it.
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I am Ronreb, 26 y/o and now a successful civil engineer. I’m heading back to my apartment just came out hoping to watch movie; I didn’t finish it and left my friend Freddy for some reason. The movie is about best friends, something that makes my mind fly back to the past, 3 years ago.
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“Ron, what do you think of my dress?” Carrie is swinging with her new red dress she just bought in her favourite boutique.
“You look crazy, as always.” I smiled when she frowned, then laughed when she began to tickle me. “Okay! Okay! You look dazzling.” Then she smiled. I love her smile, it always seem to bright up my day, to me, she’s the most beautiful woman in the world whatever she wears and even if she doesn’t wear those make-up.
“Thanks Ron, I have a date. In fact he’s picking me up at 7 pm, I really need to be ‘BEAU-TI-FUL!’” She was giggling and I can see that she’s really glad with that sonofa! How I hate it when her eyes shines for other man. Why can’t it just be me?
“Alright then, but don’t be late. I might not be able to pick you up when that guy takes you into some places, hmmm, you know?” I turned my back heading for the door. My mood suddenly just fell, made me wanna leave her apartment as soon as possible! Or else, I won’t stop myself to wrap her in my arms and never let her go.
“You’re so pessimistic Ron!” She ran to me and grabbed my arms.
“Where are you going huh? Having a date without telling me?” She gave me a firing eyes, I laughed out loud! I don’t know if I should be mad when she kind of stops me from dating someone else WHEN SHE’s the one dating any guy she wished to.
“Oh c’mon! It’s up to me if I’d date a PRETTY SEXY girl.” I grinned as she gave me that discouraging look and put her both hands on her waist.
“Cas, I haven’t sleep with a girl for a long time! For Pete’s sake, people are starting to doubt if we REALLY ARE just friends and nothing more.”I pretend to be serious, but really, deep-inside me, I’m wishing that what those people are thinking of us would just come to reality. I cleared my throat and waved my right hand to the air to emphasize my thoughts.
“It’s not that I no longer want to be beside you, I just want to have some sort of fun with someone else aside from being your chaperone whenever you’re dating guys who did nothing but leave you!” my voice raised with those last two words, I didn’t intentionally do that, it just automatically came out of my mouth, and I knew it was too late to even think of catching those words and swallow it back in my mouth for her not to hear it.
Tears are forming on her eyes and I could clearly see that she’s hurt. My head seems like exploding, tiny needles are poking my heart making it so hard to breath. I reached her arms and wrapped them around my body. I hugged her so tight, I want to comfort her, but I will never say sorry for what I’ve said. I’ve been wanting to tell her that, thank God I finally did. I pat her back for she kept crying, and by the time I become aware she’s fine, I let her go and stared her in the eyes. It took minutes before I had the courage to break the silence.
“I gotta go.” She just nodded, didn’t say a word so I just left.
After that incident, she didn’t talk to me for 2 weeks, it felt like forever but I understood her. She was hurt and it was my fault, it was the first time that I caused her so much pain and I promised myself it will never happen again.
