A Certain Norwegian Boy
"Just think like this. We won't meet. But I think Steph is coming to Norway next year." Ugh, why did I even fell for him?
"So you're saying, I shouldn't keep my hopes up, right?" I may appear tough but I'm dying inside. Slowly and painfully.
"I'm not saying anything li-"
"But that's what you're implying! I hate you! All you ever did was to lead me on! First you're sweet and then you'll be a bipolar jerk! What is wrong with you!"
"Nothing is wrong with me, Saoirse! I didn't lead you on! You assumed. This is not about me. How do you expect me to like you when you act so clingy? I like you, yes, but I only want you as a friend and nothing more!"
And they said falling inlove was easy.
Call me bitter but I don't believe in love anymore. It just doesn't seem ... right.
I fell for him. Hard. Do you know that feeling when you thought you already moved on from him and you talked to him again and all those feelings came back? Yeah, that's pretty much happening to me. Like, right now.