From a dream.

It was raining. Pouring. But I knew he will be pretty bummed about being sent home. So, here I am. Waiting for his flight to land. Clothes speckled with spots of rain and shivering from the cold air-conditioning.

This is such a stupid stupid idea. Why am I here? It's not like we are officially going out!

"Hey! What are you doing here?" I heard someone said and looked up. Oh crap. He is already back and someone is here to pick him up too. Should have known. URGH!

"I..I thought I'll come say hi," I mumbled, wrapping my hoodie tighter around me and making for the entrance, embarrassed and angry with myself.

Just as I was about to dash across the streets to the nearest cab-stand, he caught up with me and said, "Here. Take the umbrella. I'll run across and get us a cab. I'll sent you home!" With that, he pulled the hood of his jacket up and ran away.

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The queue was pretty long and both of us stood there awkwardly in silence. Looking everywhere but at each other. It has always been a fling thing between between us. Now what? By doing sweet things is a huge "violation" of our rule. We agreed to keep things quiet. To pretend that we don't know each other in front of our common friends. Even online.

"So...you really came to fetch me?" he asked as we inched forward. I nodded and shrugged. Let's not make a big deal out this.

"That's so sweet! Smile!" he said and put his arms around my neck, wiping out his phone and taking a picture.

"Hoi! We look terrible! Delete delete!" I protested, trying to reach around him to get the phone. And that's when it happened.

He pecked me on the lips. A different peck from the thousands of peck that we had before. He pecked me on the lips, smiled at me and held my hands.

"That will be our first silly picture together," he whispered before I got off the cab.

Holding on tightly to his hands and watching the cars zoom by beneath us.

Everything is changing. So fast. So sudden. I could barely keep up.

It feels like strangers are surrounding me these days. Strangers who looked like my friends. Who sounded like my friends. But they are different. Unfamiliar. Distant. I'm scared. Everyone's changing.

I squeezed his hands and held on tightly. He turned and smiled at me, tapping the tip of my nose.

My constant. The only familiar thing in my life. I forced a smile and continued to look at the cars beneath us. Losing myself to those scary thoughts. Holding on to his hands. Afraid that if I ever let go, I'll be consumed by those thoughts. No, that cannot happen.

"Hey," he spoke softly as he turned to face me, "It's getting late. I'll send you home, okay?"

Disrupted from those thoughts, I looked at him and nodded. There's something in his face, his eyes and his smile. He looked uneasy. Something's not right. Please, don't let him change.

We walked in silence, holding hands. Enjoying the cool breeze and the starry sky. Then, he stopped abruptly and turned to look at me .

"I...I..This may not be a good time but..I really like you, D. I don't want to do...this anymore," he blurted out, looking confused, scared and frustrated.

I kept quiet. Refusing to look at him. Millions of thoughts flooding in. What, what is it that he wants? No, please.

"So what are you suggesting?" I whispered, tears welling up in my eyes as my fear wrapped it's ugly its ugly claws around me.

"I don't want to be just your friend anymore. Let's start dating because I think I, "he hesitated and held onto my hands tightly, "I..I love you."

I swing away his hands and started running. Tears spilling from my eyes.

No, even he has changed. Now, he's ruined it. I hate him. I hate my life. I hate it. Just let it end, please.

"Hey," he said softly, "Thought you might need this. It's kind of chilly out here."

She took the sweater from him and laid it over her legs. "Thanks," she said before slipping back into her own world again, staring at the night sky.

Both of them sat on the garden bench in the dark. Not exchanging a word. She was lost in thoughts while he sat there and looked at her. He was worried. She's been quiet for the whole day. Like something is bothering her.

It was the perfect kind of night. The sky was clear after the afternoon rain, the breeze was gentle but cooling and the stars are out.

"Hey, look! Fireworks!" she exclaimed as her face broke into a smile.

Random.