LOVING IT while HATING IT ^__^

class in physics ended up well and early. 

i was planning to go out on my own but i was having second thoughts.

before i left the school, my classmates were discussing some few things about missing classes and quizzes.

anyway, since staying would be useless since i wont have anyone with me on my trip, i left.

on my way, my #bhebhe called. 

well, it was quite shocking because i do the calling and he does the texting, if ever he wanted me to call him.

he called, gladly, i answered.

it wasn't a good call actually. it was a goodbye call.

he said, he'd be leaving the country by the afternoon.

he was already ready and his things were already done and fixed.

i almost cried and tried not to because i was on the road, walking. it'd be awkward if you pass by a girl crying, 

right ?

i went to some places which are not to be named. and i tried to keep myself busy just to get my mind off of this situation.

it came down to the last moment. the time he said he'll leave. 

he said it was 1 pm. 

it was already 12 noon and i tried my best to make every moment quite memorable. corny but true.

i said certain things and when it was time for him to go, he did.

i arrived home and everyone seems fine and normal. i thought that no one knew about it.

i tried to call, and by #GOD it rang ! ! ! ! is that really possible ?

to my shock, i ended the call.

the afternoon passed and i tried to keep everything fine and smooth.

i fell asleep and it was already 6 pm when i woke up.

i didn't even glanced at my phone thinking what would be the point.

i called him just to check if he's still in range.

and HE WAS ! ! ! shocker ?

he said the flight was delayed ( for five hours?! ) is that really serious ?

he called again. 

and as i answer the call, i went walking out of the house.

he said to look at the stars, i might see him. ( aswang ba ? )

then i heard his voice, personally.

i looked back and #GOD there he was.

i cant stop myself and i cried. he was laughing so hard. ( nakakaasar lang ! ! )

i kept on saying, "nakakaasar ka !" coz it really was annoying. he does that every time.

he should be thankful i love him so much. 

well, the crying didn't stop until he sat on a chair. i kept on punching and slapping him for doing something like that.

it wasn't really funny.

i hate it yet i love it..

the story would likely end this way, he would live and i would stay - nothing more and nothing less.

[ im happy he's just joking and hate it at the same time ..  he's lucky i love him that i can't resist him ]