1st short story – Fiction
I was on my high school when I met this guy named Michael. We were on the same school club, different sections, but same club; and that’s the Glee Club. Yes, it was the days where Glee show is very popular, every meeting of the club we always talked about the show.
One day, our club adviser assigned us to present one song number with 5 members each group. He already pre-assigned the groupings. And I was grouped with Michael. We got close while working for the assignment, he was proactive and I am an introvert who always agreed to what he suggests.
Three weeks of working together for a one production number. I get to know him more, we became close friend. We hang out during the club meetings and even not club related. Most of the time we talked about the Glee show, how is the last episode, what songs they sung, etc.
Then one day, out of the blue, he invited me to go to SM. I asked why, he says he just want to chill. Ok, I said yes, but in my mind, I was still thinking why?
It was a happy day, we’re like best friends. We now talk about our lives, family, school, dreams, etc. The friendship got deeper, I am falling in love with my best friend. But I don’t know if the feeling is mutual. I LIKE HIM. No. I LOVE HIM.
Days, and weeks have passed, I am falling deeply. We’ve been thru a lot of things already. Losing a glee contest, reviewing together for the exams, his father abandoned them, winning a competition, being featured in a school newspaper, etc
One night, I was overthinking if I should tell him how I feel, he might be feeling the same thing. Because I think, yes. The way he texted me goodnight and take care, the way he cares for me when I will go home late, the way he looked at me and the happiness he is showing when we were together.
Over the lunch break, while in the cafeteria, I told him that I have something to tell. He says that he also has something to tell.
I demand that he goes first, because, you know I am the girl here.
But what he told me are the words that I did not expect to come.
Someone from behind him, approached us. Then he says the most heartbreaking words I’ve ever heard.
‘I want you to meet christian, my boyfriend’
Woah. I wanna scream, wanna get mad at him, wanna slaps him or hurt him. But I cannot move, my body is so stiffed, so numbed. I guess my heart stop beating for a while.
I smile. And tell him congrats. Then walked away with tears trying to escape my eyes.
He was my first love and my first heartbreak. And what hurts the most is that I fall in love with my gay best friend, who can only love me as a best friend.