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Before, I knew it I was home and I couldn't help replaying what just happened in my head. I felt tears building at my eyes, I took a deep breath, and I sucked it up.
The next morning I woke up and my first thought was, "I need to move on."
Chapter 3 – another chapter of my life
I reached for the phone and I dialed Hotaru's number.
"Hello?"
"We're over…"
"It's okay; you guys will get back together," she said that so surely that even I believed her.
"No, we're over."
"That's what you said last time."
"He saw me…kissing him."
"….." Silence from the other end.
I started again, "Hotaru…I'm done."
"Did you try to talk to him? Did you ask for him back? Did you apologize?"
"I did everything," I took a deep breath; "I did everything I can."
Hotaru paused and the only thing that left her mouth was the two words that's always a lie, "Its' okay."
Weeks passed by, and we walked past each other as if we were strangers. I asked myself how can two people that spent two years of their life, together, walk past each other as if they were strangers; without even acknowledging the fact that they were in love. Weeks became months and as Summer came we didn't even acknowledged that fact the other existed. The last day of school came quicker than I anticipated. After school, I quickly said my goodbyes, and dispersed from the group. I didn't have to worry about running into Natsume, because one day he just stopped coming to school. As I was walking away a voice that was familiar yet unfamiliar screamed my name, I turned around quickly, recognizing the voice. He stared at me, and smiled. I smiled back.
Tsubasa walked quickly toward me, and I laughed, but this wasn't a happy laugh, this was a nervous laugh. Although, I haven't spoken to him in months, I still felt those butterflies. He hugged me with one hand, and I hugged him back. This familiar smell, this feeling, I took a deep breath and started a conversation, "What's up?"
Tsubasa: "How you been?"
Mikan: "Pretty good…"
Tsubasa: "Dinner?"
Mikan: "Sounds good, text me." I turned around, and smiled, "Same number."
I walked away, quickly.
Later that night Tsubasa came to pick me up. We ended up at his house, instead of restaurant. I cleared my throat, "Excuse me?"
Tsubasa had a huge smile on his face, "You'll see."
And, with that we began walking into his house. When I opened the door a candle light dinner was set up for two. My eyes widen, and I felt a clenching feeling in my gut. I ignored it. We sat down and he served dinner. We talked. He talked. I talked. He brought up the present. I brought up the future, but not once did we talk about the past. He took me home after that, kissed me on my cheek, and said, his goodbye. Every day after that night, he called me, after 2 weeks, every night we spent together. I was slowly falling for him, but I kept comparing Tsubasa to him. Every day, I would wonder about him, I wondered what he was doing, how he was doing, and does he think about me, too? One day, I couldn't take it anymore, so I texted him.
M: Hey
N: Hey you…
M: How you been?
N: Pretty good, what about you?
M: I've been okay.
After that, he didn't text me back.
As months went by, Tsubasa and I began to fade. I slowly stopped talking to him, and after 2weeks, we stopped caring about each other, altogether. I started to stay home, more. I realized I couldn't find a guy that lived up to my expectations. Why, because, I kept comparing them to NH. It hurt to even say his name, so I started using his initials whenever I referred to him.
I began to realize that NH and I don't plan on getting back together. I had to move on with my life. I had to let go, and say goodbye. Plus, I think he was talking to his ex, Sumire Shoda. I shook my head in disgust. I started to toss and turn in my bed, and I grabbed my cell phone. Without having to look at the dial pad, I felt around for the familiar buttons, and dialed Hotaru's number. By the second ring, she picked up.
H: "Wsup."
M: "I think Natsume is talking to his ex."
She replied quickly, almost hastily, "Which one?"
M: "Sumire..."
H: "Ha. As if they will last," she said this with uncertainty.
M: "Indeed."
We hung up soon after, and I began to doze into a deep a sleep.
I slowly opened my eyes, and I felt a pair of firm arms wrapped around my waist. I turned over, and I seen his face. His eyes fluttered open, and that breathtaking smile, he leaned in and kissed my lips and whispered those 3 deadly words…"I lo-"
I woke up with a sudden gasp, and screamed. I covered my face with my hands, and began sobbing. Even though, no tears fell, my eyes burned as if I been crying all night. I picked up my cell phone and I had a miss call from him. This was to surreal. I coughed, and called him back. He picked up, fast.
