Oh shit! What am I thinking?
"Margaux, I'm sorry."
"You don't mean it?," she asked in disappointment.
"Of course, I do Margaux. I'm inlove with you. I love you."
She looked me in dismay, disagreed of my confession. "I'm sorry Drake but I don't feel the same way."
"But why did you kiss me back?"
"It doesn't mean anything. I'm sorry Drake. I hope you will forget this night and wishing that I will never see you again."
Forget? Are you kidding me? How come I can forget one of the best night of my entire existence?
"Please stay," hugging her again but she pulled out my hand and for the last time, she gave me her loneliest smile.
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Why? Why doesn't she like me back? What's wrong with me? What's wrong with my face? My eyes? Nose? Ears? My personality? And everything? But I'm still holding on that one percent that she also love me. She has probably some reasons and I must find it out.
Call me "a person who assumes that the person he likes, likes him too" but hey, Margaux was the first to kiss me and I knew she feels something for me.
"Drake!," a masculine voice shouted my name.
"Xander?"
"Where have you been? We're all worried for you. C'mon, let's go home. Jade is really scared."
I followed him and when I entered the house, I never expected that Xander was telling the truth -- that everyone was all worried for me.
"Oppa!" Jade hugged me and I did the same thing.
"Oppa Drake! I thought you'd never come back."
"That will never happened."
I can tell that mom and dad are really disappointed.
Dad faced me. "Where have you been?"
"I can't sleep so I went outside."
"We thought you're going out of your mind," mom said, concerned.
"Drake, don't let Margaux to be your world. You're too young for that and you will meet many people as time goes by."
"You don't understand Dad. She's different and I don't want other girls except her," then I went straight to my room. I just don't want to hear the words they will gonna say.
Why is everybody a protest to our love story? And even the leading lady? Why is everyone so blessed with such girls and me? I only have one and that one already left me.
She left me broken into pieces and I think I would be like "The Script" -- I'm the man who can't be moved. Whatever happens, even if the sky will down, I will wait for her, for Margaux and for us. I guess I'll just wait for that right time. In the meantime, she can be my inspiration in everything that I will do.
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Teen Fiction"Drake, I don't know if this was right. Loving you, after all, is the best thing that ever happened to me. When we're together, I feel like something moving creatures on my stomach and if we're apart, I can't seem to get you out of my mind. Drake, y...
