Title: Things You Do For Love (Part Two)

Author: @Kikaraaa

Setting: AU or Modern World (College specifically)

Description: "I like you. You like the other" she says. "At the end of the day, I'm the one who gets hurt like hell" she repeats. "People get tired, I'm tired of it" but she doesn't know, that I was the first who gave up on it.

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A crumpled piece of paper caught my attention as I cocked an eyebrow towards the pinkette beside me.

"Just open it." She mouthed the words quietly while she let out a soft chuckle.

Since boredom was crawling in my head and our English teacher kept on blabbing about literature, I snatched the paper and unfolded it as I read the content-careful not to let my teacher notice.

"I'm bored, wanna talk? :P"

I returned her an annoyed look. "Seriously?" I said, voiceless, but she nodded cheerfully as reply.

She scoffed once I threw the paper away in my backpack. She probably predicted that I would not reply, instead I tear out a new piece of paper that can be written without splitting apart.

I wrote my response, "We can't technically talk to each other."

She smacked her palm right to her forehead when her eyes scanned my answer.

"Idiot, I mean through passing notes."

I switched my gaze towards her and she pouted in plea. "Better than nothing."

When I passed her the paper, I saw her lips form a smile while reading the text.

"Let's confess something!"

"No."

"Come on, it'll be fun! To be fair, I'll start first. I like someone in class."

I sighed mentally at her antics. "I'm not joining this."

"But that's unfair :( "

"You're the one who suddenly brought it up."

"I'm just curious on what you like."

I glanced at the wall clock above as the teacher continued to drop words of his discussion. Why is it so long for this class to end? Nevertheless, I still replied.

"Why?"

"You're my best friend and it's like I know nothing about you."

"I know nothing as well, so we're fair." I lied, it was obvious that I know her-she was practically an open book. But it was true that she clearly knows nothing about me. Maybe soon, she will.

"I like various types of music, I like frappes, I like reading books, I like watching movies and television shows. Plus, I hate algebra and you already know that I have a crush."

My eyes rolled in irritation, this girl has literally no boundaries. "Who's that crush, then?"

"Why would you want to know?"

Honestly, I admit that I have some feelings for her. I just wanted to know if she feels the same.

"You're the one saying that you should know more about your friends."

"If I tell you hints, will you tell me something about yourself? Something that I don't know?"

"Fine."

My eyes glued to the message she had written cursively as I seek for hope.

"He has six letters on his first name and has a last name that begins with 'U.' He's a very good friend of mine, he's really a nice guy and he's near to perfect."

Six letters on first name? Me.

Last name begins with 'U'? Me.

Very good friend of hers? Me.

Really a nice guy? Not me.

Near to perfect? If that is in Sakura's perspective of 'perfection' then not me.

If that's not me, then who could it-then I just realized there was one guy that has all of those characteristics.

Uzumaki Naruto.

Then every inch of hope just vanished into thin smoke.

Upon remembering that unforgettable moment, I could feel a certain part in my chest flinch.

It has been six years once I felt a hint of rejection from Sakura. Nearly two months since I've got the girl I was attracted to, and approximately one and a half weeks when Sakura confessed.

To be frank, I was only 'checking out other girls' for one reason only-to get Sakura out of my mind.

But so far it is slowly working. Because I don't think of Sakura much anymore, instead, another girl was blocking my mind.

I recklessly shifted my tracks and decided to see my girlfriend since my schedule was very much flexible for the day.

My feet dragged me to the dormitory building as my thoughts swamped back.

It was fun being with my girlfriend, we get along pretty well. Turns out, it was a coincidence that she likes me back.

Once I reached the hallway of her designated room, I suddenly heard a scream. I immediately scrammed to my girlfriend's room–worried that she may be in trouble. I slammed the door open when I reached the door. "What happ-"

My hands dropped from the cold doorknob like a rock that fell and my eyes were wide as plates.

"Sasuke!" I heard her say with a hint of disbelief, but the scene was too shocking for me to react.

She was on the bed with a frat jock, practically unclothed as they performed actions in obscenity.

Another girl, who was wearing a robe while a towel was wrapped at the top of her hair, had her mouth gaped behind her hands and she was paralyzed. It seems that she just came out of the shower and was the one who shrieked.

"I can explain." My so-called girlfriend quickly stated as she held the sheets of the bed, however it was too late.

"Shut up, we're over." I simply declined, crashing the door in front of her.

I did not need to hear her senseless explanations because whatever it was, her immoral action already spoke for itself.

In addition, I decided to end it when I saw her with another man.

Because I swore–I did not feel my heart break.

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((**PLAY SONG, You'll probably like it :D**))

I knew it.

I have to get her back.

I was so careless to even let her out of my sight.

Sighing intimately, I glanced out of the transparent glass to see the wide field while the lecture was still undergoing.

Five days. It felt like weeks, but it literally took me five days to confirm what I truly feel. Now I know who I really want, need rather.

I thought that blocking her from my sight with other ladies was the answer–how wrong I was. Because she should be the one blocking my sight from other girls.

I averted my vision back to class as I caught a glimpse of a folded paper. Just then I figured out, how to fix of a heart that I let down.

+*+*+

Before classes the next day, I immediately place the items at her usual seat. I guess luck was on my side because I had my morning classes with her. I acted as if I had just entered class when she walked inside the wide room.

I took my seat, just at the back of hers. I grabbed my things that are needed for the class and I took this opportunity to see her reaction without being recognized.

Her eyebrows furrowed in confusion as she saw the chilly chocolate frappe on the top of her desk with a note above the plastic surface. She read the content before her emerald orbs landed on me. But I was already writing something down to be seized in suspicion.

I knew she wanted to say something when her lips parted, however the professor arrived which made her pause and automatically slumped down on her seat.

Since she was in front of me, I could easily read her body language as she brought out a pen and scribbled something down before passing me the note.

I looked over to my statement first, "I'm sorry. Will you forgive me?"

Then her reply smacked me to realization. "Why are you doing this?" It stated once, but it reiterated at the back of my head.

"You're my friend." I wrote down as I gave it to her while our professor turned to the board.

I could see her shoulders straighten and she knew my reply was essential, I suppose, because she understands how I rarely mention those kind of topics.

"You have a girlfriend." That brought weight to my shoulders once I read the sentence.

"We broke up."

When I saw her body tensed before she continued to write, I took note that she was surprised.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know."

I pinched the bridge of my nose while her response processed in my mind. Automatic apologizing, typical Sakura.

"Don't apologize, it isn't your fault."

"Thanks for the frappe :)"

By that, I peeked over to see her enjoying the beverage which enlightened my mood.

"No problem."

"So, what happened?"

I hesitated in answering, but I've got nothing to lose anyway. "She cheated."

Her neck lowered as her palms covered her mouth based from her position.

"Are you okay?"

"I will be if you forgive me ;) " Will you love me again? Was my real question, but I don't want to rush things, especially with her.

"*SHOOTS YOU*"

I rolled my eyes in seeing this as I scowled. "You can't shoot me, the worst that you can do is using capital letters to death."

":P"

"Will you forgive me then?" I urged, it was a good thing that the professor did not really care about our noise and actions even though we were just taking down notes.

"As a friend."

I drew into confusion at this by her hidden meaning. "What?"

"You still have to make up for the time you left me ;)" She looked back at me with a mocking smile as I read the passage.

A smirk crept up my lips while I shove the paper inside my jean's pocket as I return her glance.

I knew I shouldn't have given up on her that easily.

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[PUBLISHED.6.26.15]

There you have it haha I apologize if this is late because this is originally a one-shot but I saw some readers commenting a sequel so meh

Will be posting more short stories soon!

~Kikaraaa