T H O M A S
I only stared at my phone while it was ringing for the nth times. It was that unknown number again and I knew it was Mark. A week has passed since he kissed me and he kept on calling me and he even waited outside the house for I didn't know how long one sunny day. I couldn't face him. I only stayed inside the house, killing my time by watching movies and sleeping. I wouldn't be surprised if I suddenly become fat.
If I wouldn't distract myself, that kiss would keep on haunting my mind.
What the hell's wrong with me?
I knew very well that I didn't like him. I really hate him and I got so annoyed just seeing or even thinking at his grinning face. But that kiss, I couldn't bring to hate him and I hated myself for not hating him.
It triggered something, a feeling that I didn'
