Love In Hate

22 A call

Sun's POV

I tilted my head side to side while stretching my body. I closed the book, tidying up my desk and shut down my laptop. I looked at the clock on my desk. 1.30 a.m.

It's still early. I had enough time to iron my shirt for tomorrow. Zac fell asleep not long before. I was working on my assignment that needed an urgent submission. I felt so sleepy but I wanted to get things done beforehand.

I took out my iron from my closet and sat on the bed. I was nodding my head, following the rhythm of the songs that I had been listening to on my mp3.

Once I finished, I hanged the shirt in the closet and landing on the bed right away. I stared at the ceiling, being carried away with the songs.

I felt sleepy but when I lied on the bed, I couldn't sleep. It's been a few days now. After the 'reunion' with that guy.

What is he doing in this city anyway? Of course to study. What a stupid question.

I closed my eyes tightly. I felt tired thinking about him. But yet, I couldn't forget him. It made sense tho. He was the first person that I fell in love. I couldn't expect to get over him that fast.

The music played from my earphones made me open my eyes. It's his favourite song. The one he played for me when I went to his house. The day before we fought. The day we had so much fun watching Westlife tracks from his cd.

After the song ended, Inn reached out for the remote and pause the video.

"Why did you pause?"

He smiled to me and stood up to get his guitar. He then sat in front of me, holding the guitar in his lap. His fingers strummed on random notes at first but then he started playing with the melody that I recognized.

He looked up to me later. "I always wanted to sing this song in front of someone. And now you are here, you'll be the first person to hear me sing. Aren't you proud?" he smirked while raising his brows playfully.

I rolled my eyes at him. "Sing it first then I will comment if it's good or not,"

"Okay. I don't mind," he grinned. I eyed him closely. He looked downward at the strings where he picked on gently and softly.

I've been trying to reach you
'Cause I got something to say
But you're talking about just nothing at all
And you're slipping away

We were crying together
It was a long time ago
Before you walked out the door
And leave me this way
Just hear what I say

You make me feel
You make me real
For the rest of my days
In so many ways
You make me feel

I've been trying to leave you
Why should we go on like this
But my heart can't breathe
When I hear you say
It's better this way

Ten thousand light years away from you
Keep thinking maybe it's time to let go
But by the end of the day
I still want to say "Do you?"

All the time he was singing, he didn't avert his eyes from me even a second. It was a heart-broken song but I was too mesmerized with the way he sang that I couldn't pay attention to the lyrics at all. I couldn't take my eyes off him. I fell in love with the song just the way I fell in love with him. 'You Make Me Feel'. Indeed...

Well, that was before. But now, this was the song that always brought tears to me. Whenever it was played, I would skip it right away.

So, tonight, what the hell was wrong with me that I let it play until the end?

I sighed. The tears were flowing down my cheeks. I didn't even know the reasons why it flowed. What signs it brings? Is it because the song was so sad or because it described him so much?

I thought both of it was true.

I cleared the tears from my cheeks. I hadn't cried for so long. It felt weird to cry now. I chuckled to myself. Between me and him, it's a half-written story, an incomplete sentence, finished without an ending. That is all we could ever be.

I took my phone beside my pillow and set an alarm for tomorrow. I put it back down when I was ready to go to bed.

Just when I closed my eyes, my phone rang. I opened my eyes back.

Who would be calling me this late at night? Slowly, I picked up my phone and checked for the caller id. No name. It meant someone I didn't know called me. I thought to put it back but, who knows it was an urgent matter. So, I answered it.

"Hello," I said hesitantly.

There's no voice from that side.

"Hello," I try again. But still the same.

Maybe it was a prank call? Pong or Jack?

"Pong?" I said. "Jack? Copter?" I pronounced all of my friends' names.

"Inn." The caller said.

Upon hearing that, I stood up from my lie and sat straight up. Inn?

"Are you there?" he asked me after a few seconds of silence.

"Sorry, you've got the wrong number," With that, I off the line.

But not long after that, it rang again. The same number. Suddenly, I felt guilty to treat him like that. I didn't want to pick up the call but my hand reached out for it anyway.

"I already said you've got the wrong number," I said with monotone.

"You're mad because I call you, Sun?" he wouldn't give up.

I let out a sigh. "If you just wanted to say that, it's better if you messaged me. At least, you wouldn't disturb my sleep,"

He laughed. "Sorry. I thought you're still awake,"

I thought of giving him a punch if he was in front of me now. He didn't look at the time or what? It was late.

"It's okay. So, what do you want?" I lied back down on my bed, holding the phone to my right ear.

"I want to hear your voice," he said.

I could feel my heart beats fast to hear that. But I wouldn't give in to my heart. If it wanted to beat, let it be! "I didn't have the mood for a joke. If you don't have anything to say, I'm going to end the call,"

"Wait!" he yelled. I needed to put the phone slightly away from my ears.

"Yes?"

"I want to meet you. Can I?"

"I'm busy. Sorry." I immediately ended the call and off my phone. I wouldn't care about the alarm anymore. Zac could wake me up tomorrow.