Something Random I Worked On OTL
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one shot
our last meeting
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She was all prepared. Her suitcase was packed, she was wearing her blazer, blouse and jeans--only the most perfect airport fashion ever--and she was
wearing the sunglasses her fiancé gave her. She was smiling brightly, not her usual ice-princess smile. It killed him, seeing her away. It killed him.
"So... will you be okay?" He asked her gently. She turned at him before beaming and squealing.
"Of course we will! It's going to be a fun trip! Just two people who has just gotten engaged, travelling..." she said, giggling.
He sighed in exasperation, seeing her expression. Deep he down, he regretted his decision not to confess. Because now, she's engaged to another
guy. And there's nothing he could do about it.
The airport was packed, full of a million people, hustling. He was trying not to lose her in the crowd. But he did. Eventually, when he found her, she was
hand in hand with him. The guy who stole his girl.
He smiled awkwardly, before he took off to find a seat, far away from the happy couple. He sighed, cursing himself repeatedly. Why didn't he have the
courage to confess to her? Why?
He blinked a couple of times, before realizing hot tears on the brink of his eyes, wanting to pour. Covering his face, he cried his hardest.
"Um, hey." Her voice shook him, shocking him a bit.
"Oh, hey." He said, scooting over a bit so she can sit.
There was silence for a while. Then, she continued:
"Look, I just wanna say... I'll be missing you during the trip. I hope you know that," she mumbled to him. Then, before he knew it, she leaned closer.
He held her breath, wanting to kiss her. But he hesitated and blinked twice before pulling away. "Your flight's here," he mumbled, hearing the announce-
ment.
She smiled a small, sad smile, and stood up, taking her suitcase with her. But she stopped to give him a small wave. He waved back.
A few hours later, he was in his room, reading, when he heard a commotion in the living room.
"What the--" He stepped out, not knowing what will happen.
Everyone was gathering around the TV to hear the breaking news: A plane crashed on the Pacific Ocean. None survived. As the news anchor mentioned
the flight details, he stood there, frozen, in shock.
That was the flight she and her fiancé got on.
He stood there and cried, regretting. Everyone's last meeting with their loved one should be perfect. Not only did his last meeting with her went on ter-
ribly, he never had a chance to say goodbye and tell her how he feels.
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author's note
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» This is something I did in the middle of the night (not really), and I don't think this is one of my best works. Anyways, comment it, okay?
(Too laji to post it as a fanfiction).
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