Our Own Kind Of Story (BxB)

f us. They think that Mar might be gay too that's why he always goes with me and we heard from them that mayb

y can't make them famous,” he said softly when we arrived at th

eel that I put you in s

amatic," he said as if he was gay. He e

ust practicing because I'm going to

as so soothing to listen to. "Wait me here, I'll just buy o

e counter. I was so lucky with him. I was so lucky that

ed the table we were occupying. He laid out i

Mar,” I said

eekend let's go out. I have something to tell

what I heard. So many different ideas come into my mind of w

-ok,"

e. My mind was occupied with what migh

excitement I was feeling. I could hardly sleep at the thought of t

ere where Mar and I would meet. He texted me and said h

ing. He immediately smiled at me. He was ver

early, Jan,

n though it was true. He s

ry? I will or

called the waite

ar? You look so handsome,” I

earing?” He seemed happy an

ore thumbs up. "That's th

, he still doesn't seem like he's fixing it for me.

if looking for someone. "Are y

iled. I was suddenly nervous

going to tell me?” I

ore anything else, let's eat first," he said.

could tell me. He is bothering my mind

y mind was wrapped in curiosity at what he could say. Whether

our food?" later Mar asked

so quickly, eh,"

ka

ion of leaving this restaurant. I feel like he's waiting f

ind Mar, she was approaching our place. I was sud

ba

around and that's how it was a pity to draw his face. "I'm sorr

kissed the woman on the cheek.

nts. I can’t be fooled when I see it. That is the truth. It was

kly attended to me. "Why are

o surprised by what I saw. I was hurt because I rel

tightening. I calmed myself down and forced myse

just forced. "O-okay I'm fine, I'

has moved away from me. "

se, don't worry about me at least o

through him and

to me. I already knew what he was going to say bu

to tell you,” he began, nervous. "

ger than me had hit me. I wa

but to reciprocate as best I could. Even in re

t friend," I introduced myself. Why is it so hard

ut you. It looks like you're very close to each other.

eling, there was still joy that eme

high school. It's like we're sib

o happy every time h

e have you eaten yet?

ed at Mar. "I'

you want to d

k," Joyce

troom, you go first, I will follow,” I said goodbye. It's as if I

Mar as

o the restroom. When I got in there, I entered the vacant cubicle. I bit

py with his girlfriend? But why can't I? I am not happy because I

are not sure that he loves you too, you are also afraid that if you admit it, you will lose the frien