The One That I Cant Got Away

by ccleof
The first time i know him is just this cute, annoying and haughty guy that boast around my girlfriends. He is the popular type of guy and he has this so called melodrama ego that girls love.

One day, i am sitting on the bench in the town plaza, when he saw me. I spotted him noticing me and out of nowhere, i call him "handsome, wanna join me here?". He just shrugged and i thought he would not come and sit but the opposite happen. He talk and talk like we are close, and because i hate his guts, sarcasm are present every time i got a chance to bluff about him. But he didn't stop. After that day, he invited me to talk to him every afternoon in that place because he enjoy talking to me. I said yes, for i have no place to stay before going home and i have no one to talk to.

Almost a month, he manage to change my impression about him. Because everyday, i discover a lot of him and his attitude. He is just simple, and friendly guy. He always manage to make me laugh despite of my arrogance towards him.

"I like you, Claire." he muttered one time and i laugh.

"I like you too, Calvin. I enjoy your company as always." and he give me the sweetest smile i ever seen from him. And my heart starts to beats fast and abnormal. I feel uneasy and i got nervous. This is not happening.

After that meeting of us, i'm trying to ignore him with all my might. I started to skip our daily meeting in the plaza. I manage to ignore his texts and calls. I even try not go near to the place we could accidentally met. You know why? Because i'm afraid. I'm scared to start something that I can't stand up for.

But one day, I saw him, standing in front of my apartment. He looks awful but still wearing a half smile. Still handsome but his aura is gloomy.

"What are you doing here, Cal? Its been awhile." that was all that I say in front of him. He holds my hand. He touch my hand like he wanted to do it forever.

"I like you, Claire. I know I may sound absurd to you, but i like you. Really like you." he said. "Please don't let me go. I can't promise you everything but I can try to be more nicer. Just don't hide from me again." tears just flows from his eyes.

After a year and a half, this cute, annoying and haughty guy, gas become my lover. We are on going to our first anniversary and hoping to forever.
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May 11, 2015 - 15:17 Woah! nicely written =D The cover image is "ookami shoujo to kuro ouji." Right?

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