Time To say Goodbye
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James was shocked by what he heard; he thought maybe she was pranking him or something. He asked in a very serious tone, "What are you talking about, Rose?" She answered, "You heard me, James. I hate you, I really do." James tried to understand her condition. He smiled at her and said, "I won't get mad because of what you just said . I can't do anything about that."
Rose interjected, "I want you to feel bad . I want to make you feel with my pain. If I don't have the right to love you, I'm going to hate you instead. Believe me, I won't show up in your life ever again. I won't call you, I won't text you. I'm never coming back until I forget about you and succeed in taking you out of my heart." She said what she said, but her eyes were saying something different. Her eyes were telling him to hug her tightly and kiss her gently .
but she didn't want to take the risk again. He preferred to keep silent. He took her to the airport. Before she got inside the cabin she looked at him for the very last time. She wanted to hug him so badly, but she wasn't sure about his reaction.
Just then, he ran towards her, took her into his big warm arms, and smelled her for the last time. She let her tears run out like a river. She was happy but sad at the same time. Her body was cold. The moment he kissed her gently on her sweet, big lips, she was so happy that he kissed her like this for the first time. She let herself enjoy this experience; maybe there's no other chance in the future.
He broke the kiss and said, "I love you as a friend, but maybe one day I shall be yours. I need you to have a good life, enjoy every detail, and let your heart open to anyone else, not only me. And if we're meant to be, I'll find you, Rose. Just make sure I love you, not in the same way you love me, but I really care about you and feel happy with you."
Rose was going to say something, but he stopped her. "You know I hate goodbyes. Just go and don't turn back. Just look into your bright future. Someone is dying to be with you. Go."
James got into his car and drove to his house. While he was driving, his phone rang. It was his annoying friend, Tacker. He picked up the phone.
Tacker: Annyeong , James.
James: Make it fast, Tacker. What do you want from me this time?
Tacker: Shame on you! Is that how you talk to your older friend? I'm your hyung, naughty boy. Do you want me to call your mother or what?
James wasn't in a good mood for such talk. He asked him to speak up quickly or he would end up the call. Tacker stopped teasing him and said, "Remember last time we decided to go to the club? I hope you didn't forget about that, like always, James, don't you?"
James replied, "No, I didn't forget. I still remember. What do you think am I , forty? I'm not like you, old man. Whatever. What about Tiny Timmy? Is he coming too or not?"
Tacker answered, "I was talking to him an hour ago, and yes, he said he is coming, and he will meet us there."
James said, "OK, fine. See you later then." James hunged up the phone and focused on the road to get home. After half an hour, he got to his house. Usually he does his exercises when he feels bad, and that was exactly happened as soon as he arrived. After some time, he had a shower and went to sleep, exhausted, for a very long time .(" Poor James, I think he really missed something.")
In the evening, a very loud voice was coming out of the door. The ringing was so annoying, and besides all of this, his phone started to rang. What a poor James; he just wanted to have some rest.
Who would be that meddler who kept knocking on the door? He woke up angry and went to open the door, cursing, of course. Timmy and Tacker were knocking on the door while singing and dancing. Each one of us should have this kind of cheerful, annoying friend. In his case, he got two, unfortunately.
James said, "What in the hell made you wake me up from my f*****g deep sleep, bitches?"
Timmy replied, "Oh my god, what a naughty boy! No one told you that you should talk to your hyungs with respect, little James."
Tacker chimed in, "Yes, I called him yesterday, and he closed the call when I was still talking. He is such a bad boy, but it's our fault after all. We keep treating him like a baby; we spoiled him
, Timmy. Unfortunately, my friend, that is right."
James left both of them at the door talking and went inside. His hair was sexy; when James woke up, he looks even more sexy. But if you had the chance to see him after his shower, you would wish to be under him if you were a girl. If not, you would doubt your s****l orientation.
However, Timmy and Tacker entered the house. They visited James a lot; they even had a copy of the key. But they loved teasing James every time they had the chance. His house seemed to be their second home; they felt at home.
He went upstairs while Timmy entered the kitchen and took two bottles of beer, one for him and the other one for Tacker. There was no need for James to tell them to make themselves at home; they already acted comfortable. Especially Timmy, who had been sitting on the sofa outside with his legs up, watching TV in a good mood.
Tacker asked, "What's going on? Why aren't you ready yet? We are already late, James. Come on, don't tell me you changed your mind, bro."
James replied, "It's like I don't feel like going, hyungs. I don't feel so good."
Timmy intervened, "Leave him alone, Tack. Let's just go without him. Maybe he is hiding something from the two of us. Just you and me; let's go. I just remembered something; you know what? I heard that the Global IT band is performing tonight, and I won't miss that. Only you and me will be there, too." He winked at Tacker.
Tacker agreed, "Yeah, I remember. It's okay, James; you should sleep and rest. We will go as soon as we finish our beer."
For real, I mean like club, drinks, music, girls, and the Global IT band. How could he say no to this, especially when you are James?
The plan worked smoothly. After twenty minutes, James showed up, well-dressed and sexy as ever.
James exclaimed, "I'm ready! Let's go to the club, lesssssh go dearest friends!"
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