That Hate

Back from the dead?

I didn't hear from Airil for almost a week. I texted him but he never texted back. I called him, but he never picked up. He was acting really weird. But I did see Seth around campus, walking with his friends, but no Airil. Where the hell could he be?!

And then out of the blue, Airil called me, saying how sorry he was for not keeping in touch. He repeated the sick grandma story with such conviction that I had no choice but to believe him. And one day he asked me out to dinner. I agreed and we went out. Alone this time. Without Seth. I was happy. Maybe I was just imagining things. Maybe his grandma was sick. I felt a little guilty for doubting him.

During dinner, Airil was as attentive and caring as he did when we first went out. And he held my hands while we walked, just like he did before he went all weird and distant. I pushed all negative thoughts to the back of my mind. When he dropped me off at my dorm, he kissed me on the cheek as usual. I never let him kiss me on the lips. I dunno why. I just want my first kiss to be special. Airil drove away as soon as I closed his car door. I didn't even get to wave him goodbye. I shrugged and walked to the dorm entrance, feeling calm and free from worries.