Chapter 7 : The Beginning of An End

And she said,

"Woooww man, it's so good"

"She'll love it"

"I loved it"

These 3 sentences were everything I needed to see. And when I did, I didn't know if I should have cried in happiness or just go crazy.

So I did both.

My first song to her, and she loved it.

What else could this selfless lover ever want more?

I wasn't a star singer, nor was I an Elvis Presley back then, but it was my song for her, my very own creativity including those precious feelings I had for her.

That was it.

I loved her so much in that moment, that I finally decided,

I would confess my feelings and man up to propose to her on Christmas day.

I told Malcolm never to tell her anything about the way I feel for her, because only he, Simon and Kane knew.

I was crazily obsessed with her.

I'd sneak my phone into school and take the risk of using it in classes, just so that I could talk to her. EVERYDAY.

I'd talk ALWAYS and endlessly, about her to Simon, Kane, and they'd laugh saying I was crazy sometimes.

I guess I was. Crazily, madly, and desperately in love with her.

My mom would always ask me why I smiled almost ALL the time.

Friends, asking me to pay attention to their plans or a football game, while I constantly just kept thinking about her.

Kane, a really close friend of mine,

Probably the most trustworthy and closest friend I've got,

would always tell me,

        "You have a real good chance of being with her, she suits you alot."

As I grew fond of her every single day, there she was, getting more and more beautiful too. Flashing that beautiful smile at anything sad, to change it to instant happiness.

Her presence was enough to send this desperate heart of mine to go crazy.

I'd look up at the sky and count the stars, randomly assuming the number of times I'd be there for her.

Gosh, I loved her so much.

Everything was going so perfect.

I was happy, she was happy, everyone seemed cheerful and almost everything looked lively to me.

Back in school teachers wouldn't have a hard time with me(well maybe a little) and at home everything was peaceful.

             "What magic has she done?" I'd ask myself.

Experiencing a feeling like this was, simply amazing

Days passed in this manner very pleasantly.

But who would've thought,

Who would've freaking thought.....

that this peace, would be short lived.....

that something could go terribly wrong.

I still remember the day.

The one I will never forget, no matter how hard I try.

September 21st, 2015

(Around 9 pm)

I'd just finished playing a football match with some of my friends.

Me and Kane were walking back home, like we'd always do.

When I get a call.

I checked the phone, it was Malcolm.

I answered the call.

Me  : Heyy Malcolm what's up    

          buddy?

Mal : William...umm...

He sounded worried.

Me  : What's wrong pal?  

          Everything okay?

Mal : Dude, Rose....

The atmosphere around me suddenly became dull.

I stopped walking.

Me  : What about Rose?

He paused.

Me  : WHAT ABOUT ROSE?