At least, I Met You 1 : OffGun

ALIMY : Chapter 8

I'm here at the mall, I'm having a 'Me Time' yeah yeah, call me weird, whatever. -,-

I'm just walking around, well every sunday is my 'Me Time'. We need to have some private time for ourselves, even just one day.

I stopped in the H&M's store when someone familiar caught my attention.

I'm facing his back so I couldn't see his face, but his back is so familiar.

My eyes went big when he turned around, he's with someone.

I guess it's the same guy...  Newwiee's right, his handsome.

I know this guy, I already saw him joining in a competition last year. He's in section B. I forgot his name, but he's quite popular in school because of his looks.

He looks happy. This is my first time seeing him smile.

"Are you finish? Let's go." I immediately hid myself when Off spoke,

"Okay, let's go." The guy said happily.

When they're out of the store, I looked at them walking towards cinema.

I guess they're having a date.

I started to walked away, my 'Me Time' is ruined.

It's supposed to be my happy day. But no, I'm not at all happy.

But atleast I saw him smiled. But I'm not the reason.

I'm hoping that someday, I'm going to see him smiling again, because of me.

I shook my head, Dream on Gun.

"Why are you early?" Mom asked,

"Nothing, mom. I'm just tired." I said and go upstairs.

I entered my room and locked the door.

I banged myself into bed,

Why do I feel like this?

I really hate this feeling.

The feeling of pain. Especially in my heart.

*beep*beep

I looked at my phone and I saw a message from New.

From: New TTpUm.
Open the door.

Huh? I stood up and opened the door.

"What are you doing here?" I asked weakly.

"Surprise?" Newwiee said sarcastically and raised the two paper bag that he's holding.

I go to my bed again and flop.

"You're emo again?"

"No." I said, I sat weakly and glared at him,

"What are you doing here?" I asked again, he just rolled his eyes.

"I know you're not okay. I saw you earlier. So I got you some," he raised the bottle of beer.
"Come here," He tapped his side,

"New," I called him as I sat into his side,

"Hmm?"

"I'm tired of this," I said,

"Tired of what?"

"Tired of being stupid," I looked at him, he's looking at me while eating. He sighed deeply,

"You know what, why don't you just go and confess to him? There's nothing to lose rather than keeping it yourself." He said,

"But I'm afraid," I said,