Stumbled In Love [Complete]

Special Chapter 1.

"You know you can call him too right?"

My hand instantly snapped away from my phone as soon as I heard Mrs. Suthiluck's teasing voice. My traitorous fingers having unconsciously checked to make sure it was working and/or the ringer was turned to full once again. What was it now, probably the hundredth time since this weekend?

"Uh...no...I...I was just...ummm...well...I was just expecting a call from Erica."

"You really are a terrible liar Arthit. I should help you practice more. Anyway, you know Kong wouldn't have missed calling you over the weekend unless he was physically unable to right."

"Yeah...I know. It seems he has been really busy these past couple of weekends."

"He missed the previous one too? He is alive right? Well he did text me this morning ordering me to take you to that sushi place he likes. As if he has any control over where we go on our dates, right Arthit? Now let's dig in, this dish looks delectable."

"Hmmm..."

And even as I heard his mother describe the entrees laid out in front of us, I found my hand once again creeping towards my phone. Just double checking everything was still working the way it should be. And unfortunately it was.

It the three months since Kong's departure it had become an almost routine for me to share Monday lunch with his mother. She says she needs a break from her overly noisy family, but I know it's more so to make sure I'm doing ok. And I don't mind that one bit. Honestly I don't think I would be if not for everyone around me.
As strong as I pretended to be, as much as I hoped I would, I wanted to be. Turns out Kong had become a much more integral a part of my existence than I was willing to accept. Even with thousands of miles separating us.

So like clockwork I, also commonly known as a love sick fool, impatiently waited for Saturday evenings to roll by for my ex boyfriend to spend hours on the phone with me. Except for the past couple weekends where he seemed to be too busy.

It wasn't that I was mad at him for not calling. That would be plain stupid of me. Of course he was busy. He should be busy. Busy doing all sorts of new things, loving new experiences. That's why he had gone after all.

No I wasn't really mad, I just...missed him.

There, I said it. Go ahead, call me an emo teenager all you want pinning after my one true love.

But I did miss him, dammit.

He was just so unrelentingly confident about us, and passionate, and loving. His presence both a wild tornado that whipped me right off my feet while simultaneously shooting as hot bath for a sore body and soul, comforting in his warm embrace.

Seriously what miserable moment was it that I figured I would survive literal years pinning after him, knowing I wouldn't be able to feel his touch in god knows how long?

Am I fucking idiot for letting him go? Actually, please don't answer that.

"Will you just bloody call him already? I'm tired of seeing you mope every two seconds fidgeting with your phone. It's a two way connection you know. Calls can be made both ways."

And right on cue I sighed again which only made Erica grumble some more.

"No, I don't want to disturb him. He probably is busy with all his classes and clubs and stuff.  It's ok. He will call if he has time on Saturday."

"Saturday? Holy fuck! It's only Wednesday yet. I get to see the ugly depressed face the rest of the freaking week? Nope, nope, nope."

And before I could even try to put my "I'm all ok" mask back on, Erica had already summoned her assistant into her office to escort me back home, screaming extra loudly behind me to stop behaving like a love sick puppy the next time I came for a meeting.