And Just Like That I Started Loving You. {Finished}

T H R E E.

I was against the white wall along with Eric, while I watched him check out the watch on his wrist, more than once. He was a friend of mine. We met six months ago thanks to Bella. He is a really good person and he really cares about me and our friendship, but sometimes he gets annoying. He likes to joke around and sometimes his jokes are not that friendly. But besides that, he's a good friend and you can trust him... sometimes.

''What are you up to?'' I asked, as he checked his watch again. Really curious.
He looked up to me. ''I'm just waiting for someone.'' He took his cellphone out of his pocket and it took him seconds to check out what was on it. He put it back.

''Oh.'' I took a deep breath and looked at my surroundings. I noticed couples kissing and friends laughing with each other. And then I saw Yoongi, walking with his best friend. His hair was longer and he seemed to have gained a bit of weight. It's been months that he hasn't showed up around the campus, I thanked him for that. It gave me time to get over him, the remained feelings and the ruins of our relationship. Yoongu was really caring with me, but his feelings for me were lost after he found a girl who was easy on opening her legs, it's okay since they've been together ever since. No grudges. I came to learn that just because someone understands you in a deeper level, doesn't mean you are meant to be. It takes way more than that and I thank him for showing me that, because when he left me, I learned a lot about life and relationships and how loving the other person's flaws is important. I used to think I was in love with him, but I wasn't. Because I feel like when you fall in love, it never really goes away. Now I just feel ignorant about those feelings I shared and I now believe I used to be blind during the whole relationship. Not because of his looks, simply because we are so different and I never saw it.

I started to feel a little sick to my stomach, it was like that with him. After the breakup, a lot of rumors about him came rushing in and I always defended him. I always talked good about him, until someone told me he used to talk crap about me. He said I was too immature for him and how he was planning on breaking up with me for days, but never got the courage since he didn't want to hurt me. He told me the reason why he was breaking up with me, was because he got bored, when the truth was... he met that girl. Lies, I hate lies. And he lied right to my face, how can that be so easily forgotten?

''There goes Yoongi,'' Eric said, pointing at him. ''Did you guys end up on good terms?''

''I don't even know, sometimes I try to believe it was for the best, but then I see him kissing his girlfriend's lips and I wonder what I did wrong.'' I stared blankly at him, he was standing a few feet away from us and when he turned to look our way, I looked down. Avoiding eye contact was something I was good at, because such thing makes me cringe. But, I really didn't want him to catch me staring at him.

''I still don't get what you saw in him.'' His eyebrows were furrowed, as he didn't let his sight away from him.

''He was,'' I paused. ''Is,'' I corrected, clearing my throat. ''Different and whenever I felt down, he was there to make me feel better. He's a good person, people just want to believe he isn't.''

''He's not blessed on the looks department.''

''So what?'' I glanced at Eric, a little bit bothered by his comment. ''His personality was the thing that made me fall in love with him,'' I said adding quotation marks with my fingers to the 'fall in love' part. ''The rest was utterly irrelevant.'' I nodded, looking away from him and directly toward Yoongi, but he was already gone. I couldn't stop thinking about Eric's superficial comment. There were many reasons why I liked Yoongu and yes, he wasn't a supermodel looking person, but sometimes it's good to see past that. Yes, it's also true that us humans tend to see the looks first, but it doesn't kill anyone to look past that. I did, it didn't turn out good but it taught me something and as long as something teaches you something, then it's okay. Because if you are not learning, why are you living?