My Love is as a fever Chapter 01 Part I

11.5K 184 21
                                    

(In New's room)

Alarm clock rang. New was trying to stop the alarm clock and struggled too much to get off from the bed. After that, he realized that he was having a hangover because of  yesterday's night. He was trying to figure out what he did yesterday that made him having a headache. He drank a full cup of nutmeg coffee while watching Tharntype's 11th episode. And cried watching the breakup of Tharn and Type. At that time, he didn't even realize that he has an allergic on nutmeg. He forgot that nutmeg will make him high and go crazy. After he remembered those things, New was searching for his phone to check his call log to make sure he didn't call anybody when he was high. The phone was under his bed. He didn't have any idea how it went there. He quickly took his phone and switched on the power button. The lock screen wallpaper was Tim's photo. He was so shocked watching that photo.

Why the hell I put his photo as my lock screen wallpaper? Oh my god! I have to check the call log.

He opened the call log and saw that he called Tim twice. Tim didn't pick up the first call but he answered his second call.

Why did I call him? What did I talk to him? Hope I didn't talk about that to him. No! There is no chance I talk about that thing to him. But I want to know what I did yesterday. It's not in my memory at all. Yesterday Jenny came to my room to discuss about the assignment. She bought me a coffee to make me to stay overnight to finish the assignment but I were watching Tharntype series. After that, I don't know what happened to me. She knew that I have allergic on nutmeg. Why did she gave me that coffee? Okay! Stop thinking a lot. Better you talk about it to Jenny but first of all, I need to find out what did I talked to Tim. So, I need to meet Tim first.

He was rushing himself to get ready for the college and reached the college. He straightaway headed to library to meet Tim because he know that Tim will be at library on Wednesday morning. He knew everything about Tim because they are good friends. He knew Tim by Tack and Jenny. Tim is the best friend of Tack and they are studying in the same faculty. Tack is childhood friend of Jenny and Jenny is New's bestie. That's how New knew Tim.

Tim was searching for a book at the book shelf. At that moment, New reached him and got stunned by his outfit and look. He was wearing a slim fit white shirt without inner and a cropped slack.

Why god? Why he look so perfect? Why he didn't wear inner when wearing white shirt? Anybody can see his nipples through it. His oppa hairstyle is just making me go crazy. How I supposed to ask him about it now? I can't even stand here or else I will lose my control. Better I go to my class now.

Tim saw New playing with his hair in front of him. Tim knocked his forehead and asked "What are you thinking now? Why are you  standing here and disturbing me? What do you want now?".

New's face turned red and started stammering.

"Yes...ster.....day...."

Tim pulled his cheeks and said " Stop stammering. It's so cute!"

Why did he pulled my cheeks? Why is he saying that I'm cute suddenly. That means something happened yesterday. The lock screen wallpaper and the call history just confusing me. Am I falling for him again? Don't! Please don't! Stop this right now. I don't want to see myself feeling hurtful everyday. My life is complete. I don't want anybody in my life anymore. Please New, don't fall for him.

"No! I just came here to check some books. OMG! I have a lecture now. I have to go to the lecture hall now. Bye! See you again".

Please god, don't make me to meet with him again.

"Okay bye, New. Meet you at the lunch time".

"Ya sure" New rushed to the lecture hall.

How I forget this? I have to meet him at the lunch time. It's all because of Jenny. She was the one who planned to eat lunch with Tim and Tack everyday. Tack is Jenny's friend not mine. He is nothing related to me. Better I need to cut off the lunch plan today. I don't want to meet him again.

My love is as a fever  Where stories live. Discover now