My Amnesia Boyfriend

CHAPTER 12: What About Us?

Five Years Ago...

"Hey!" I heard a yell, bringing me back to my sanity. I'm sitting on the bench under an oak tree, trying to relax after a hectic schedule.

Jenna is walking towards me, carrying a huge box. "Is your class done?" She asks.

I frown, "Yes and why?"

"Well, you know...the frat guys asked me to send this to William's place but I kinda needed to do some errands and I can't just saunter my way to our dorm room trying to take care of whatever is in this box." She begs.

It's a huge box which has a FRAGILE label on each sides. "What is this for?" I ask.

She places the box near me, "I'm not sure but I think it's kind of important."

"Girl, you could've asked them to make sure that you're not carrying a bomb or a dead body...you never know." I joke. "Well, I'm on my way back to our room anyways so, let me handle that then." I say. 

I kind of wanted to use this opportunity to see how William is doing because ever since the kiss we had in the lake, we never spoke nor met at the campus. I never heard from him nor saw him walking around the hallways. I spoke to Paul at the office, asking about him but neither his brother knows his whereabouts.

I carry the heavy box to our dorm building and I placed it in front of his door. I sit on the floor waiting for him to arrive. I spent an hour reading a book but he never came. 

I decided to just keep the box inside our room and I waited for Jenna. 

The next morning, the box was nowhere to be found.

"Jenna." I yell.

She walks out of the bathroom.

"What?"

"What happened to the box?" I ask.

"Oh, Will went here to collect it earlier."

"Earlier? How come I never saw or heard him?"

"You were fast asleep. He went here before sunrise."

"Did he say anything?" I was expecting him to just ask about me or anything that concerns me and my well being.

She shrugs, "Not that I know of."

Disoriented, I decided to just go to the coffee shop and spend my remaining hours before my classes there. While sipping my coffee, I explore the place as I observe the people coming in and out of the shop. I watch how they rush on getting their coffee and breakfast-to-go. 

I wonder, how could someone kiss you and never talk to you after? Why did he kiss me in the first place? His words ring into my ears all over again...

"I hate it when you smile because I cannot even touch those lips."

Isn't it unfair? The greek god has played my feelings for days and now he is nowhere to be found.

In time for my class, I stand and collect my things on the table when all of a sudden, I collided with someone, spilling my coffee all over him unpurposely. 

"Shit." I mutter as I try to pick my books on the floor. 

The man is standing in front of me as if he doesn't see me kneeling in front of him, struggling on collecting my now-very-wet books.

I look up to him as he wipes his white sleeves from the coffee that I spilt on him.

Oh holy smokes!

I froze. Standing in front of me is the blue eyed greek god who has been terrorizing my mind for days. He looks down on me, offering his hand. I ignore and stand on my own two feet.