My Neighbour is a Gamer Too?!

Chapter Eleven

But I made a promise with Sam. I have to properly look at him, not Vincent. Forget about him...

As I was thinking about my decision, I realised I was crying.

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"What's wrong, Jil?"

"Sam... I'm sorry."

"What is it?"

"I can't do it. I don't want to deceive you anymore."

"Shush, Jil. It's okay, I understand."

"Sam..."

"Are you happy?"

"Yes..."

"Good. I just want you to be happy. Jilly who is not happy, is not Jilly," we both laughed.

"I hope we can still be good friends though," he added.

"Of course we will!" I hugged him.

"Jil. There's one thing you should know."

"What is it, Sam?"

"I heard from my uncle that Vincent is transferring to America to work."

"What?!"

"Vincent got promoted and he accepted the offer. He's leaving tonight at 8."

"He... Never told me."

"That's because he wants you to be happy."

"Sam... Thanks! You're the best guy friend I ever had!" I waved at him and started running to the evelator.

"Good luck, Jil," Sam whispered.

***

The airport is 1 hour away. If I ride bicycle, I won't make it in time! Please hope there's a taxi nearby...

"Hello? Taxi? I need one at Hibiscus Road to Jasmine International Airport please."

"Yes, miss. I'll be there in five minutes."

"Thank goodness!"

***
Upon arrival at the airport, it's already 8 due to the heavy congestion.

I looked everywhere for Vincent, but no sign of him.

No choice...

"Vincent!"

People around me looked at me.

"Vincent!!!" I shouted loudly.

"Vincent! If you've heard me, please don't leave me!" I shouted at the top of my lungs.

"Vincent!!! You old uncle! You childish uncle! My neighbour! My gamer friend!" My tears started dripping.

"I like you!" I kneeled down, my head facing the floor.

"Please..." I murmured.

"Stupid..."

I looked up, and it's Vincent.

He reached out his hand for me, and I grabbed it.

I hugged him tightly.

"Please don't leave me! Without you, I'm not Jilly!"

"Stupid. You're still Jilly, no matter what others say or do," he hugged me back.

"I like you! Please marry me!"

"Wow! A 16 years old girl just proposed to me," he chuckled.

"Stupid old man! I like you so much, thats why!" I said while hitting his back like a kid.

"Sure, after you've turned 18. I don't want to be a pedophile."

"You're already one," I chuckled, grabbed his necktie and kissed him.