If I loved you

Unconditional love means no strings attached

'And what if I have?'

'God Tay! Grow up! It's been ten years!'

'I don't care even if it's a thousand years.'

'You! Fine, let me tell you once and for all, I don't feel the same way about you. You are just a tiny part of my past... that's all. Do you understand?'

'I hear you.... loud and clear. But you got me all wrong. I am not asking you to love me back.....I am asking you to be my best friend.'

'Nonsense!'

'New, I love you. So damn much. But it's after all my feelings, I am going to deal with it. I am not asking you to feel the same for me. I know that's not possible. I am gay and you are straight. We are not the same. But we can be friends right? I promise I won't display any improper behaviour towards you.'

'When did you become so calm and collected? You are not the hot tempered boy I knew.....'

'Took me years to become like this.'

If you can change so much then why can't I?

'Hm.'

'Are we friends now?'

'No. Go back and take care of your mother. After she gets well, leave this place without making a scene.'

'I will take care of my mother but....let me take care of you too.'

'Taking care of me? What are you talking about?'

'What happened to your hand?'

'It's just a scratch. But these idiots like to make a fuss about any simple things. I am here to take a break from my workload. I'll go back tomorrow. I hate hospitals.'

'New....' I wasn't surprised that he didn't want to tell me the truth. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes I would've believe his lie easily.

'So stop bothering me. I am very busy handling the company affairs, don't burden me with your shenanigans too.'

'Give me your contact number.'

'Why?'

'So that I can talk to you anytime I want.'

'I am this close to punch you!'

'Then I'll go to your company and make a scene everyday.'

'Go ahead. I don't care.'

'But if you give me your number, I won't do that. Promise.'

'You have so much free time! Are you sure that you came here to do business?'

'I am a proud company owner. I can show you my business card.'

'Shut up.'

'So? Am I gonna call you or meet you at the company? Have you decided yet?'

I was expecting his stern refusal when he hurriedly uttered a series of numbers.

'Got that? Now get the hell out of here.'

'Wait! Wait! Are you serious! You know very well that I am not good with numbers and still you're bombarding me with them!'

'Ah! Now I am starting to have a headache!'

'I am sorry but.....I really can't remember numbers....heck! I can't even remember the combination of the lock of my travel bag......'

'What do you want me to do then?'

'Come with me.'

'Huh?'

'I left my phone in ma's room. Come with me and tell me your number so that I can feed it in my phone properly.'

I want you to meet Ma. She is sleeping but still, I want you to meet her. My two favourite persons in one place.

'Give me your number. I'll give you a missed call.'

'Ma is sleeping. I don't want her to wake up from my phone's ring tone.'

'Then go and bring it here.'

'I am not going to fall for that. What if you don't let me in again?'

'Here. Take this pen and note it down.'

'How do I know if it's really your personal number or fake?'

'You and your thousand questions...'

'Ah ah! Please, come with me. The room is on this floor.'

'I....... don't want to.... disturb....your mother...'

'It's alright, she is sleeping.'

'Sleeping?'

'Yes.'

'Then promise me. Promise me if I go with you and give you my number you won't come to see me again.'

'If you answer my call, I won't.'

'Fine. Let's go.'