5 270400 seconds together

1. The Beginning

It was the first semester break when you confessed to me. We were texting like usual (as friends) when you suddenly texted "I think I like you". I dropped my phone in disbelief and my heart was racing as fast as a ferrari making its final lap to the finishing line. My hand was cold and sweaty and.. and... I did not know how to respond to it. I hesitated so many times before replying to your confession. I guess I was just too dumb to brush off what you said to me as I was unsure of it myself too.

For the whole night I couldn't seem to fall asleep, tossing and turning around my bed. I had so many thoughts and mixed emotions that rushed into me at once. You even asked me out on a date at a street food near my house the next day. How was I suppose to sleep? I stayed up till 6am in the morning till my brain decided to shut itself down. In the afternoon of that day, you texted me, feeling embarrassed by what you've done last night. Suddenly, you texted me a message that I'll never forget "Sorry for yesterday. I think she still has an important place in me". I was flustered.

What was I even thinking? What a laughter I was to myself to feel like I'm on cloud nine. He liked a girl for quite a long time, obviously he won't be able to forget about her. "Pffft", I thought to myself. Sighing hard, I asked him to forget what happened yesterday and we went out on a 'date' that night along with two of our friends. We acted like nothing happened but it was so friggin' awkward. I was disappointed but there is nothing that I can do about it but to resolve my feelings alone.

*Two days later*

He texted me and said,"Was your post about me?". Well, yes. I posted a status on my social media account but I'd never expect him to know that it was about him. Finally, he honestly told me about his feelings. That Friday was our day #1 together. I smiled from ear to ear while talking to him for hours. It was magical to me for a moment whilst saying cringy words towards each other. I was curling up my fingers while laughing out of shyness, although he can't see me being like that. We even set our official first date out together on a Monday as a couple.

Monday came by fast and and I was super excited about our first date. My stomach was filled with butterflies (as cliché as it sounds but it is undeniable). We met on the train and it was pretty awkward. He tried to come close to me, step by step, and there I was smiling like a fool. We went out on a pretty simple date, watching movies, eating lunch and... and... holding hands. Telling each other how it is our first time holding hands was quite funny that it still lingers in my mind. Knowing that this love is a gamble, I still did not want to lose hope that fairy tale does exist just like how Cinderella married her Prince Charming despite those obstacles between them. I think I'm just a dreamer.