I am confused. Wasn't having your boyfriend in the same class supposed to me fun? Then why do I feel so suffocated?
I look at him, he is sitting with his friends across the room, not even bothered and here I am overthinking the shit out of it.Sometimes I wonder, why are we even together? But then I remember that I am pathetically in love with him. I maybe disappointed in not having his attention at this very moment but if he looks up and passes me a small smile, I would be happy for the whole day! Even if we don't talk. I am a crazy bitch.
The teacher comes in and we greet her. I don't even remember which period it is, I am that indifferent at this moment because all I can think about is him. Things hadn't been going well between us. We had been in different classes for the last two years we have been dating. But this year, surprise! We were in the same one. I thought this would be amazing, we would get more time together but it sucks balls. I like him. I like how he is shy, how he is tall and strong but not a jerk, well, at least not a jerk when he is not with his friends. I like his eyes the most. I am definitely in love with this guy. But why does being in the same class with the guy you love suck? Simple, because he comes with his crass and goddamn irritating friends.
And no, it's not like I don't like them for something personal, it's because they are assholes, one called me a slut. Me? The one who practically worships the ground his friend walks on and has eyes for no one else. Others keep on messing up with my friends and rest of the class passing comments in bad taste. And now, just like we are seated in different sides of the class, we are on different sides.
So what the fuck am I supposed to do?
I love him and all but this behaviour is bullshit. He may not be making comments but his friends, including some girls (yep, there are them too, the too cool to hangout with other girls because they don't want drama but actually are the ones that bitch and create the whole drama. We have two of those) and his moron guy friends who think they are cool because they have learned a few slangs.
The bell rings. School's over. I have made up my mind. Yes, I will give him an ultimatum. Either get his friends in check or it won't work out between us. Break up.
Also, I forgot to mention that I am loudmouth busybody but I am always speechless Infront of him, so how this conversation is going to go, I cannot tell.
I pick up my bag and get out of the class with my best friend and remember the time they all spent a period trying to make fun of her. Which was yesterday. And it had been a saturation point. One boyfriend Vs My Best friends and other close ones. The choice was easy and obvious. But still I was nervous. Because ultimatums are ultimate. We can't turn back. And I know, even of we break up, I won't stop loving him anytime soon.
So nervously, I started walking towards the buses with my friends but didn't really talk as I had to much going on in my head. I saw him walking a good distance infront of me. With my mind made up, I say my byes to my friends and speed up.
Tapping on his shoulder, I slide beside him and say, "Hey, can we talk?"
He looks at me with his big light brow eyes and I almost decide to not go through with it. "Sure", he brushes of his friend and we move to the gazebo area near out Bus parking lot. Yes, we have a gazebo in our school.
"So...", he starts, giving me a green flag to go ahead with whatever I want to talk about. I look at him and he smiles.
Bang! My heart has been shot! How can I like him more everytime he smiles? I cannot bring myself to talk about it or anything for that matter. Like, I told said, I am speechless infront of him. Though I was a lot worse than this in between, when I have him letters because we weren't comfortable talking and would get nervous. I know being in a relationship with a person you can't even talk properly to is stupid and almost sounds fiction but we did have our good days. When we talked about nothing and everything once in a blue moon and then back to normal. How we managed to stay together is a mystery.
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