Love is like a rubber band?
“Enough, I have had enough of you! Please leave me alone! ,” I said before I hung up his call. This is the 89th time I said break up with him. He is a control freak. I could not stand it anymore. Everywhere I go, with whom, what am I doing and every single little detail, I need to report to him. Is this what love is all about?
I met Yang on the first day of class in university. He was the joker of the class, always making fun of others and cracking silly jokes. He never failed to make anyone laugh, except me. I disliked him very much. I hated him for always scaring me with rubber band. Seeing someone pulling the rubber band will raise my goose pimples. And yet, this idiot likes to pull the rubber band and aim it at me ever since he knew that I am afraid of being hit by a rubber band. I just hated him!
“TAN YAO YANG! PLEASE STOP YOUR STUPID NONSENCE!” I shouted in the class when he chased me with the rubber band aiming at me. The whole class thought it was funny but the fear within me is driving me crazy. Suddenly, our lecturer came, and he accidentally let go of the rubber band, and it shot directly at my left cheek. “Ouch!” I cried out. Everyone was shocked. I gave him a sharp stare. There was a red mark on my face, but the worse part was, it left a deep scar in my heart.
“I am not going to let you off, you idiot!!” I thought.
After class, he kept apologizing to me. I just ignored him. He kept on following me here and there, thinking that his pestering will make me pity him. I just pretended that he was invisible until he sat right beside me at the café, together with my friends. He repeated again, “I am so sorry, Miss Chewy Chew.” Everyone giggled. “It was NOT funny at all; stop playing with my name you idiot!” I thought. Although I was very irritated, I controlled myself.
“Can you stop bugging me, please?” I said to him very politely.
He answered with a cheeky smile, “No way! Not unless you FORGIVE me.”
“Forgive you? No…” I answered halfway and I stopped. “How could I possibly be so petty in front of my friends?” I pondered and said, “Forgive you? No, I was not angry with you at all. That was nothing, just a little PAIN, that’s all.”
My friends were surprised that I was so forgiving. “Oh, really ? You are not angry with me? Great! I am so relieved,” he exclaimed happily and hugged me. I was stunned. Everyone was staring at us right now. “What is wrong with this guy? WHY ARE YOU HUGGING ME?” I tried to speak, but the words seemed to be trapped in my throat. I was flushing, my heart beating super fast, and I could not move!
That hug lasted for a few seconds but it seemed so long for me. It was as if the clock stopped ticking at that moment. After that hug, he stood and left with a big smile on his face. My friends thought that he and I was a pair. They began to interrogate me; when did we started, what I liked about him and the questions went on and on until break time was over. I had a hard time trying to regain my innocence, thanks to that idiot.
Later that night, I lied on my bed and thought of what happened that evening. I wondered why I felt so nervous when he hugged me. Was it because it was my first time being hugged by a guy? Or was it because I was feeling embarrassed being hugged by an idiot in front of my friends? It would not be possible that I had some feelings for him, right? I jumped out of bed immediately and pinched myself hard. I must be dreaming. Why did I think of that? It is impossible between me and him. I detest him so much that I had to start planning my revenge against him immediately!
to be continued upon request~
Unknown "~Fiona Jie Jie~" Perplexed
- 16 years, 10 months, 5 days ago
