Call of Love Part III

It doesn’t matter how much time you have for each other. What matters most is spending time with the one you love to make memories – memories that will FOREVER be cherished.

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As an Accountancy student, I was required to focus on my major subject which is The Basic Fundamentals of Accounting; however, the fact that I will see him right after this major subject makes me nervous. We are seated alphabetically and my peers are far from me. “I have to spill this out. This makes me shiver.” I kept on thinking. Jen and Sonia are the first ones whom I tell my thoughts, doubts and secrets to. They know how to make me feel better and they know the exact words I need to hear.

I was physically present in class but mentally absent. I took a glance at my wristwatch and it reads 9:47. “Oh, God. 13 more minutes and I’m dead!” I thought. I looked around and found Jen smiling at me while and looked at the window. I returned a furious look and glanced at the window. His class is waiting outside. He is outside. I was totally sure of it. I took my phone out and texted Jen “is he there?” She replied with “Yes. He was staring at you before you looked at me.” I leaned on my desk. I was supposed to feel happy, neither nervous nor afraid. I wanted this. I agreed, and I have to make this work. Lunch time. Finally.

As I’ve expected, he was there. “Meet me at the Powder Room. 5 minutes.” I ordered Sonia and Jen, who was at that time, with my other group. “Okay. We’ll wait. Don’t be too long. We just have an hour for lunch.”

“Heya.” I shyly said.

“What’s with the shy tone? It seems like you’re uncomfortable, eh?”

“No. It’s just that I don’t know how to react. Sorry.”

“No worries. I understand. You’ll get used to it.”

“Thanks. Your professor’s coming. I think you should go in now.”

“It’s your lunch right? Eat well, okay? Eat enough for your next class. I… Love you.”

“I will. Thanks. I love you too.”



I waited for him to enter the room before I meet up my girls. I walked with my head low and with the smile I never knew I have. I was about to enter the Powder Room when I heard my name. “Annne!” Dolly, one of my friends, called me. I didn’t notice them. I walked in front of them. They were laughing when I looked at them. They really make me happy. No, HAPPIER. “How was it?” Emma asked. Emma’s group is my second group. We got close because of a school activity. “It was fine,” I replied while biting my lip. “Let’s go. We have to get going,” they chorused. I smiled and hugged them before heading to the campus canteen. With them in my life, I feel lucky, moreover, having him makes me feel luckier.

We decided to eat at the campus canteen rather than that outside campus premises. We aren’t rushing or something, but we just felt the need to eat there because it’s more affordable. “We have to be thrifty enough. Our girl needs to save money. She’ll be having dates more often.” Sonia teased. I agree. I have to. Every time I go out with my guy friends, or my past guys, I didn’t let them waste a single peso paying for what I have to buy. “I can always save whether we eat here or outside, I’ll have spare money with me. No need to worry, guys.” I was their topic for the whole eating session. I feel relieved when I heard Emma’s statement, “it doesn’t matter what his looks are. I’m sure this time you’ll know what love’s nature is. He’s way too different from Morris. This guy you’re in a relationship with now deserves you.”

“Stop it,” I joked. “It’s as if I’m getting married. I’m 16 and I’d like to enjoy this moment. We talked about us. We’ll just try this on. If it works, then go. If it doesn’t, we have nothing to do with it. Not much of a commitment.”

They really know me. I’ve said this million times before. They gave me a stare that says “oh c’mon! That’s passé. We know you. You give your all when you love. You don’t have to lie.”

My eyes widened. “Okay, fine. I want this to work. I want us to work.” I confessed. “I love him more than I loved any other man.” I started to cry. “But I’m afraid. I’m sick of hurting. I want to feel cherished.”

They comforted me. I can’t cry like this without my peers. I won’t be able to spill my thoughts out without them. They understand.

“Hurt and pain is part of loving. That’s why sacrifices are needed when you get in a relationship. You’ll never know what true love is unless you feel all emotions you have to feel. Falling in love is easy. Making it work requires two determined people.” Christine advised. They’re right. They have a point. I have to make this work. We have to. We are determined. I smiled and gave them my “best friend’s hug”.

We finished eating and headed straight to our room since it’s only 10 minutes before our next class. We reviewed for a quiz on Communication Arts (English). A few minutes more and the class using our room is already dismissed. As I entered the room, Tristan signaled me to come out. “What time is your off? I’d like to accompany you to the terminal.” He said. “1 o’clock,” I replied. He held my hand for a while then accompanied me to the room.

Our professor discussed and discussed. I’m inspired that I keep on reciting, besides, English is my favorite subject. Time goes by so fast when I’m enjoying and I hate it. Assignments. “I won’t get to enjoy my early dismissal again,” I thought with a shrug. My phone vibrated and his name appeared. “I’m here outside your room. I finished my meal fast. I miss you.” I was touched. I signaled my friends that I won’t be able to come with them this time and they said it’s fine. I waved them goodbye.

“Let’s go?” I asked.

“Wait. Let me bring your things.”

“Uh. No need. I can handle this.”

“Please?”

“Ugh. But just only for this day, okay? I don’t want anyone to see you as my chaperon or anything. I want people to see you as my man.”

He tried to hide a smile, but failed. We talked about random stuffs while walking down the stairs. There wasn’t an idle moment. As we were nearing the terminal, I saw him look sad. “We’ll see each other tomorrow, okay?” I approached. He looked at me with an innocent smile. As much as I want to look at him straight, I can’t. So I looked away with a bite on my lip and smile. “You can go now. You still have a class. I can manage myself from here.” I said.

“I’ll stay here ‘til the jeep (a form of transpo) you’ll ride in goes. My professor’s always late anyway.” He joked.

I rode the jeep and looked at him. We were staring at each other. I gave a smile that I only give to people who are important to me. I watched him go as the jeep rushed. I can say that I’m totally in love with him. Without doing what typical lovers do, I feel contented and happy. I love him.