Chapter One: Rob (Part II)
by Cosmic Panda
I totally caught him by surprise.
He looked away though and I think it was cute how he did so.
Parang gulat na gulat siya na nag eye contact kami. Like it was impossible for us to make eye contact, yet we did.
I waited for him to look at me again, but he didn’t so I left.
I walked all the way to Jamba Juice and there I ordered my favorite drink. I stayed there for a while and thought about how Jim and I used to go there all the time.
We had our favorite spot at JJ, near the entrance. I still miss him. Inaasar na nga ako ng mga friends ko, ako daw ba si Adele, di maka move on.
I was hurt with the joke at first and I didn’t talk to them for a while. It took them a long time before they could joke about me like that again. Emotional bitch kasi ako, and overly dramatic; so after the breakup, everybody was walking on egg shells around me.
I love my friends. I don’t know how I would’ve survived without them.
There was a couple sitting at our (used to be) favorite spot. Both guys were wearing a white shirt and they looked so cute together. I missed my boyfriend again, I mean EX-BOYFRIEND. Tangina, bakit hindi ako masanay na gamiting ang EX-BOYFRIEND. EX.
People used to say that we both looked good together, and at some point even looked like each other. Sabi nila may ibig sabihin daw pag ganun, pero hindi ko naman alam kung ano.
I couldn’t stand seeing that gay couple, so I grabbed my bag and my drink and went out as fast as I could.
When I stepped out of Jamba Juice, thinking of what to do next, I saw the guy I had eye contact earlier again. He was sitting at one of the benches, thinking really deeply.
He looked really serious, but kinda lonely.
I don’t usually come up to guys and talk to them, but he looked like he needed some company. And, to be honest, I also needed some company.
I walked right up to him and said hello.
Caught him by surprise again. He was so cuuuute! #LandiKoLang
I think he was about to say something, but he just opened his mouth.
“Are you okay?” I asked.
He was still dumbfounded.
“You look like you could use some company.” I said, as I sat down beside him, and then took a sip of my drink.
“I don’t know what to say.” He said.
“I mean its been a long time since I’ve talked to anyone, and I would’ve never thought you would look or even talk to me.”
“I’m Rob. What’s your name?”
“Patrick. You can call me Pat. Or Rick. Or whatever”
Then he smiled.
“Okay, Pat. Nice to meet you.”
He let out a sigh.
“You are really talking to me, aren’t you?”
Wow. Hehe, was I that good looking? That cutie couldn’t believe I was talking to him. I was flattered.
It wasn’t the first time I talked to a guy after the breakup. God only knows the shit I have been putting myself through after the breakup. But everytime I was with another guy, Jim was always on my mind. Hindi ko talaga alam kung bakit hindi ko siya maalis sa isip ko. I don’t think about him consciously, but he just enters my mind like he doesn’t want me to forget him. Fuck that bastard.
“Hello, are you there?” Patrick jokingly said waving his right hand infront of my eyes. “You’re so far away..”
“Oops, sorry, I just remembered something.”
“Do you have to go?”
“Oh, no no, wala basta, mahabang kwento.”
“I have a lot of free time. And I like stories about real people.”
I thought that was very sweet of him.
But I decided not to make kwento about Jim and the breakup, so I just asked him questions about his life.
He said it had been very lonely, and that he had been alone for quite sometime. He also said something about seeing things in black and white, and I didn’t understand what he meant by that, but I couldn’t look away from his big beautiful brown eyes.
He then asked me questions about myself, and tried to answer as honestly as possible, and avoided talking about my, ehem, EX-BOYFRIEND and the breakup and all that craziness.
He asked how the weather was, and I thought it was weird, since he was at the same place I was at, but I didn’t read anything to it and just thought that he was trying to make a joke or something.
While we were busy talking to each other, I kinda noticed how people kept staring at us. I don’t know why, but I just pretended like I didn’t know. We just went on, sharing simple stuff and making lame jokes, I was kinda flirting, and I felt konting kilig.
Jim wasn’t on my mind that time. And it felt great not think of him and how sad I was.
We talked for hours. Oh by the way, we didn’t just stay at that bench. We also walked around The Fort, while talking about artists that both seemed to like. Lykke Li, Caro Emerald, Robyn. He liked K-Pop and I didn’t but I promised to listen to the ones he told me to.
I wanted to ask him what he did for a living, but I didn’t want to seem rude and nosy, so I just asked how he spends his time.
He said he used to be an artist, but that something major happened and that he was lost and still figuring out what to do next.
I thought that was really admirable of him to admit something personal like that.
He then asked me how I spent my time, and I told him I was a journalist but have been bored with my job and that I was also kind of looking for the next thing to do. At that point, I still haven’t said anything about the breakup and how I have been trying to move on.
We were both lost.
Somehow we found each other.
(to be continued…)