Andai Saja Kita Tak Bertemu Mga Nobela at Kwento

But at the same time I don’t want to get involved with M but do i want to sleep with someone else? “We will know if we meet again.”

I pulled out my phone and, as if possessed, opened his social feed. The latest post—uploaded an hour ago—was a grid of photos: a birthday cake and red wine. Even though the background had been blurred, I recognized it instantly as our apartment. The caption read: [She said she only spends important days with me. She and I—that's what 'us' really means.] My fingers stiffened as I scrolled down.

I express “Fine…..you guys should carry on and we will meet you guys later

I don't believe her at all. We've only spoken a handful of times and I could actually count the number of minutes we've spoken all together, let me supply with an answer: fifty three minutes in total, meaning we haven't even spent up to an hour together, but it doesn't stop me from considering you a friend. If the fact that I counted our whole time sounds stalkerish, then I am sorry.

MIA'S POV “I need the ring back” I heard Matt say as we both sat inside our favorite coffee shop enjoying coffee and delicious jam stuffed doughnuts. We had decided to meet up for lunch finally after being apart for about two whole weeks. ‘Work was tedious’, Matt had said with other weird excuses as to why he couldn’t meet up with me. This was weird and downright suspicious as we were the kind of couple who couldn’t stay apart from each other for just a day and now he suddenly became fine with not seeing me for almost two weeks! . It took a lot of bugging for him to agree to a mini date today.

"Us, what do you mean?, I thought-" "The fake us." I tell him. "The bet, our relationship, your friends are talking we need to come towards a compromise." "Oh." His voice filters to my ears disbelief. embedded in such a simple sound. "I thought you didn't want anything else to do with me." "And let everything go to waste, something has got to work out." I tell him. "Where do we meet?" He says simply his tone suddenly cold and somewhat business like. "I'm by the Park, the first spot we met." I tell him.

I was sad when I went home that I couldn't even talk to my aunt again, but I couldn't do anything because she would rather not talk to me. Maybe, we will still meet, and I hope she will learn to accept me. And I hope we'll be fine the next time we meet.

“We meet again.” Shit.

Let's hope we can survive this first 'get together'. _________________________

kaya kung wala siya ay wala rin ako dito ngayon. “At hindi niyo alam,” dagdag ko, “sobrang tagal naming hindi nagkita in person.” “Eh paano naging kayo?” tanong ni Miggy. “Hindi naging kami. Kunwari lang." “Ouch,” sabi ni Kang habang kunwaring umiiyak. Napailing ako. “Papshie lang kami nagkikita.” “Papshie?” ulit ni Ahmad. “Bar.” sagot ko, maikli.