Writer's Block

Probably the Last

"YAAAAAAH! I finally got us tickets for the concert!" I screamed through the phone. I heard him chuckled which made my smile even more brighter.

"Easy, don't be so loud. I just woke up, lemme wash up then meet you there at the mall." He said, which made me nod like a child who was asked if she wanted a candy.

"Yep, yep. Will wait you here. Just here in your favorite coffee shop, and good morning!" I beamed at the call. I can't really hide my happiness right now. I just wanted to scream and scream until the bottom of my lungs just to let out this feeling.

Finally, me and Jayden will gonna meet Ed Sheeran for the first time!

"Woah, what's so good in the morning when I woke up by your call and girly screams?" He teasingly asked which made me huffed.

"So you don't wanna see your favorite idol? I see, I'm just gonna sell this spare ticket since my bestfriend doesn't want it." I said with a tone of sulkiness, riding his mood with a pout.

"Hey!" He yelled, which made me giggle a bit. I could imagine him, wide eyes like it's about to pop out, with a hand stopping me from selling it. "I'm just kidding, okay? You know how much I love to tease you, right?" He explained.

"I know, and I'm just joking. Anyway, get your ass up and don't make me wait you here for so long. I swear to God, you always take up a lot of time on taking a bath." I said, heads shaking, showing disappointment which was only meant as a joke.

Oh, how much we love to tease each other.

"Hey, I'm not that slow." He defended, "Bye now, gonna ready. Wait me there."

"Hmm, 'kay." Then I hung up the call. I ordered a slice of cake since I wasn't drinking coffee. I don't hate coffee, I just don't like the way it taste.

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"Heyy, what took you so long? Where are you? I'm already here at the venue." I groaned. Argh, I cover my eyes from the blinding ray of sunlight. I forget to close my curtains last night as I went home tired, finished all my reports as I took a leave today to attend the concert.

"M'kay, I'll go prepare." I said, looking through the wall clock in my room, 9:32 in the morning. I whined, "It is still early.The concert's at 17:00, don't be so early worm beach."

"But we have to go there early, you know I hate blending on the crowd." I sleepily nodded. Hmm, he had a point.

"But it is still way earlier, at least 15:30-16:00. Alright?" He paused a bit, maybe thinking, argh! Why is he so hard to convince.

"Fine, go on your own right now. Don't even—" he cut me off.

"'Kay, chill madam," I chuckled, "Alright, alright. We'll go there by 15:30. Have a good morning, and see yah later."

"Same to you, bye." He hung up the call.

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Someone keeps on tapping my cheeks making me scrunched my face, eyes still closed. I yawned and stretched my arms trying to open my eyes.

"Hey, wake up. We're already here, the show's about to start." He said, and mess my hair. "Get your ass up."

And with that, I woke up.

"AAAAAAAAH!" I screamed out of excitement. "I can't wait to see Ed for the first time." I beamed, smiling so brightly at him. He cover his face and act like he's blinding at smile which made me chuckled.

"Hahaha, don't be like that, I'm sure you're way more happy than I am. You're the one who introduced Ed to me, remember?" I asked, still smiling but not that bright like before.

"Yep, and I'm happy that I'll get to see Ed with you for the first time." He said, his mouth forming a smile. "And probably the last time.." He whispered, but I heard him clear.

"Pardon, what did you say?" I act like I didn't hear what he say. What's the meaning of that? I mean what would he say something so negative? When he's the one who's optimistic, always happy, and makes me remember to think positive.

"Hahaha," He laughed, "Nothing. Never don't mind a thing." I laughed as he sang EXO Sehun's part on Call me Baby.

I just shrugged the forming cloud of thoughts in my head. I must need to stay positive throughout the concert, right? And maybe I just heard nothing.

Right, I heard nothing.

—

As much as I wanted to forget what I heard and convinced my self that I heard nothing, my mind won't cooperate with me. Throughout the concert, I keep on thinking about the thing he whispered. It keeps on bothering me. Why the heck did he even say it in the very first start?

"Wooh! Ed singing live is always been the best, I'm really glad I got to watch it with you." He said, making me divert my attention to him and pinched my cheeks.

As much as I wanted to go with his flow, I can't. The thing he whispered makes me mad so much. I mean, if you plan to leave me alone then why not do it in the first place? Why bother staying for who knows how long? Why bother?

Argh! I hate this. I hate that I'm feeling angry right now. I hate how my emotions can easily control me. Subconsciously, I said, "Yeah, I'm gonna go first. Bye."

He tried to stopped me, "Wait, you don't have your car with you. Let me drive you home."

"No," I shrugged me head, no. "No thank you. I can use Uber on my way home. I also need to go somewhere." I explained, giving him a fake smile.

I could see the worried look in his face, but I just looked away and walked.

Probably most of the people will be confused about how I react on this situation. Maybe they'll say, It's not like we had a relationship, I'm just being OA, and etc. But for me, I just hate those people who'll come and go easily on my life. I hate attaching to those people who doesn't have the intention to stay. I just don't like the thought of having friends only in the internet, not having an actual interaction. I hate it. Because you won't know a person is true to you unless you'll see them face to face. So no, I won't tolerate this kind of friendship if he happened to fly abroad or what and stay there for good.

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She managed to avoid him for a whole week straight. Yet all of his voicemails, she—even though she doesn't want— she always unconciously listen to it. Making her smile a little.

"Hey, I know I'm such an annoying friend for calling you still, but I just wanted to know that if you have problems. You can let it out on me."

How am I suppose to tell my friend my problem if he is my problem?

"Hey, I'm just always here for you. You can talk to me whenever you want."

Liar, I know you'll leave me sooner or later. Won't fall for your sugar-coated words.

"Talk to me if you have a problem with me. We can work it out, I know it. Just tell me whenever you're ready to talk about it."

No, no, no. It keeps on playing in my mind like a mantra. I won't fall for your words anymore. You're like my other friends before, will just also leave me in the end.

With the last courage I have. I messaged him.

"Let's just end this. I don't think we can still work this friendship out. Thanks for the memories."

I pressed the send botton with a few tear drops fall on my screen.