THE FATE

“Have you ever believed in fate?” he asked me, in a very
slow toned, the one that I can’t almost hear them.

“Umm, I believed I guess” huh.im sighing inside. I don’t
know what to answer, why did he suddenly asked me those sorts of questions. Is
he dying or what?

While my mind is busy talking to my own selves, he is just
smiling, looking at the bright stars without even bothering about me. Even
thought he smile, he does look worried and gloomy. I wonder what he is thinking
about.

“I don’t believe it at first, but after I met someone, I
realized that fate does exist and I am too dumb to realize that it is my fate
to be with her, even thought I will hurt her later” he suddenly break the
silence between us.

‘Her? Oh my god! Did he just say her? Does this mean he is
in love with someone? What about me? I have a crush on him since I first met
him. Is it not my fate to be with him?’

“ who is that girl, and why would you her hurt her when you
know that she is the one for you” I am really trying my best to hide my
feeling, acting like a friend who support each other, but inside, it is truly
painful.

He grin sheepishly, “you’ll know later, soon actually”

Did he just smile after talking like a dead body just now?
Indeed, yes he is. That is the guy I am in love with since I am involved with
the  student exchange to United Kingdom.