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Someone Like You part 1 and part 2 (In case you need to backread haha)

Much love,
V  

The sun’s rays blinded me as I woke up the next morning. I got up to close the curtains when my head started throbbing in reaction to my heavy drinking last night. I ran back to bed swiftly, as I had nothing but my delicates on.
Neil must’ve woken up from all the noise I was making. He quickly rolled over to his other side to check who was making all that ruckus.

“Hey.” I smiled, as he smiled back with delight. He pulled me over to him so that I was on top of him as he gave me a peck on the nose.
“Sleep well last night?” He yawned, brushing my hair with his right hand.
“You could say that.” I joked as I leaned over. After the night that we shared, all I wanted to do was be with him in this way.

No obstacles, no complications…No Sophie.

If karma had ears, then it would be responsible for the phone call that caused us to separate.

“Sophie?” Neil stood up to answer.

As I was watching him pace back and forth by the bed while on the phone with his real girlfriend, I kept conjecturing to myself if he was feeling the same way I did and if we shared the same sentiments about this call and what it signified.

This call was a reality check.

I groaned at the thought, I knew that sooner or later, I was going to have to face the music.

Neil cheated on Sophie, with me. I told myself over and over, not paying any mind to what Neil was saying after the phone call.

“Victoria!” He half-shouted which caused me to jump a little bit.
“Sorry. What did…she say?” Funny how I didn’t have the guts to say her name out loud. Talk about guilt trip.

“She just wanted to know when I’d be back and I told her just in time for the game.”

Oh yes, there was a big game scheduled later tonight between the Azkals and Nepal which meant that we really needed to get home as soon as possible.
Which also meant we would have to face reality, as soon as possible.

I grumbled once again, and lied down with my back at him. I needed to take a breather after all of these thoughts clogged my mind.
“What’s wrong?” Neil asked lying down alongside me and wrapping his arm around my waist.

I sighed, I couldn’t believe how amazing this felt, being sweet with him like this, despite the situtation.

“Uhm,” I didn’t know what to say, I was speechless as a kid who had stage fright. “You do realize,” Stupid me can’t even find the lady balls to say what I wanted.
“Realize what, my love?” He inquired, as if whispering to the wind. I felt his breath near my ear and it sent goosebumps down my spine.

How enticing can this guy get?

I cleared my throat as I gathered the courage to say it. “You have a girlfriend. And she’s my best friend. You do realize this is wrong right?”
I felt him let out a sigh. But after a few minutes I felt his lips lightly trickle down my back, as if yearning to make this harder for me.
He then proceeded to pull me closer to him and turn me around so that we’d be face to face once again.

“I choose you.”

The minute those words escaped from his mouth, I could feel all my senses go into overdrive. All of the emotions I’ve been feeling the past few days, heightened.
“What?” I wanted to make sure I heard it right.

“I said, I. Choose. You.” He replied, accentuating each word which struck a chord in my heart. “We’ll tell Sophie once we get back. After the big game, let’s drive over to her place and explain to her what exactly happened.”

I stood up from the bed and started to panic, I would be losing one of my best friends after tonight, and I wasn’t sure if it was worth it.
But then I felt someone spin me around and kiss me. As if trying to make his case that it really was worth the loss. True enough, I have made my decision.

“We are telling Sophie tonight.”

—

The stadium started filling up in a matter of minutes. Crazy fan girls, fan boys and all the people who came out to cheer for the national team were present. I shuffled in my seat uncomfortably as I saw Neil warming up by the goal post.

He skimmed through the first row of the bleachers, finally reaching my seat. He smiled at me and waved his hand but then shortly after, his face turned into an expression like he just saw a ghost.

I followed his gaze and immediately mimicked his expression.

“Victoria! So nice to see you here!” Sophie ran towards me as she took the empty seat on my right.

Seeing her was like a slap in the face. I couldn’t even open my mouth or even stare straight into her eyes. I kept my gaze glued to the game that was taking place in front of us so as to avoid any conversation.

“Hey,” she talked to me once the half-time whistle blew. “You look tan! Where did you come from?”
I didn’t even believe it was humanly possible for a heart to beat as fast at it was the second she asked.

“Oh, I, uh…” Come on Victoria, you can do this. You can lie to her. “Spent some time with my relatives in the province.” I smiled, hoping she wouldn’t see in my eyes how scared I was. We used to tell each other everything, back when we would play with our favorite barbie dolls. We shared everything, and now it seemed like the old days were being relived.

Only this time, we shared boys.

The game ended with 2-0 score in favor of the Azkals. Neil did a really good job as he didn’t concede a goal.
Sophie and I went down to congratulate everyone. As we were nearing Neil my heart started racing again. He was staring at us from afar; the minute our eyes met, it’s like he was telling me that the time was now.

We were telling Sophie right this moment.

“Sophie,” Neil started to speak with a serious face, I was ready to own up to our mistake.
If my life story wasn’t already movie worthy, then what happened next only solidified it.
In a split second, Sophie jumped on Neil and wrapped her arms around him giving him a kiss. I watched as they moved with sychronization, allowing their lips to do the talking.

My heart was shattered into pieces as I realized, Neil still loved her.

I was just a phase, nothing more.

The worst part about everything is that I stood there as Neil looked at me after the kiss. Donning an apologetic look. I stood there and just smiled. That was all I could do anyway.

“Hey, congrats.” I mumbled, trying to suck those tears back in.
“Let’s have a celebratory feast!” Sophie exclaimed.
“No it’s okay, you guys enjoy. I think I’ll head back to my hotel. I actually have stuff I need to take care of.”

And by stuff I meant packing.

Packing with a broken heart has got to be the hardest thing one girl has to do. But I couldn’t stay here for long. The more I stayed the more I had to dwell on the feeling of losing him. I booked the earliest flight I could find- it was at 5 am the next morning. There was one thing left to do though, and if I didn’t do it I would lose the dignity left in me.

 —

Walking up to Neil’s front door felt like going up a steep mountain.
As he opened the door, he looked startled. I bet I was the last person he wanted to see right now.

“Hey what are you doing here?”
I had to find all the courage in myself to smile, but my eyes were telling a whole different story.
“I just came to bid you goodbye.”

He closed the door behind him. “Wait, what?”
“I cant stay here anymore, Neil. And please don’t ask me why. I beg you.” I pleaded.
He looked down like trying to find the right words to tell me down there.
I took something out in my bag and gave it to him.

He looked confused when he saw what was inside the black velvet box.
“A ring, what’s this for?”

“An engagement ring.” I know I would get a lot of questions asking me why I bought a beautiful white gold, princess cut engagement ring last night for Sophie and Neil, I wouldn’t know the answer to that as well. “You and Sophie, you guys were meant to be together. I was just, an obstacle. I saw that last night, Neil, when you kissed. I saw the way you held her, and the way you smiled after it was finished. Don’t deny it, okay? It’s okay. I’ll be fine. But if I stay here, it wouldn’t help the both of us. Take this ring as a sign of apology from me, from hindering you to become the best boyfriend you can be.”

I finished with that sentence with tears streaming down my cheeks non-stop.

“Maybe,” I said holding his hand. “In another lifetime, that ring would be meant for me. But not in this one. Goodbye, Neil. You take care now.”

I turned around and dashed to the cab that was waiting for me. I wanted to run back and flail my arms around him and take everything back, but it was too late now.

“Please drive as fast as you can, Manong.” I uttered.

I never dared to look back. But all the while I was hoping that he would magically appear like a knight in shining armor and stop me from boarding the plane like in those sappy, romantic movies.

But this was not our love story, and he was not my knight to claim.

—

It’s been two months since that encounter, I went back to California to try to live my own life. I tried to kept myself busy so as not to remember him, or the experience I shared with him in my stay in the Philippines.

But I couldn’t lie, there are still nights when I can’t sleep. When I would wake up in the middle of the night, hoping for a split second that I would see him sleeping beside me. Hoping that he would hug me and comfort me because I had a nightmare.

I checked the mail today and saw an envelope addressed to me. I sat down to prevent myself from tipping over and falling to the floor when I realized what it was.

“You are cordially invited to celebrate the wedding of

Sophia San Miguel

&

Neil Leonard Etheridge

On Tuesday the Afternoon,

June the 2^nd

At four o’clock in the afternoon”

Nothing compares, no worries or cares

Regrets and mistakes they’re memories made

Who would have known how bittersweet this would taste?

—

Author’s second note:

Teehee hi guys! I hope you enjoyed readin Someone Like You! I’m sorry this was a little late than I promised. But school got in the way again.
I know it’s not my normal “kilig” story but I hope you still liked it!
Feedback please! ;)