This Isn't Love - One Shot

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Sometimes relationships don't last forever. It's actually only few relationship that never ends.
Sometimes you just know that two are meant to be together, but sometimes you aren't right.
Love is love and it takes the time it takes. You can't controle love. And that's how love is.


*English is not my first language*

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1. This Isn't Love

”We have to talk,” the girl said. Her blond hair hung along her shoulders. The boy could see in her eyes what she was going to tell him. And he agreed. They didn’t feel the same as they did in the beginning.

“I know,” he said. The girl sat down at the ground, and the boy did to.

“Why do you hold a bucket of balloons?” she asked and pointed at the balloons in his hand. He had forgotten all about them.

“My mother wants me to give you them,” he said and gave her the balloons. She sighed.

“Why is that so typical?” she sighed. He shook his head.

“They just want the best for us,” he said and sent her a smile.

“But it isn’t the best any more. It was once, but that time is over,” she said. Her words made the boy smile. Once they had a great time together.

 

“Hey beautiful,” he said and kissed her cheek. Her smile was all over her face.

“And hello to you charming,” she laughed and kissed him on the mouth. “I’ve missed you."

“But I’ve only been gone for about three hours,” he said confusedly.

“It was the worst three hours in my life,” she said and kissed him again, this time longer.

As the kiss ended, he sent her a mysterious smile. “I have a surprise for you,” he said.  

“What is it,” she said eagerly. He putted his hand into his pocket and took a little jewellery box out of it. He opened it and inside of it there was a ring.

“Uhm,” he started out. He didn’t know how to say it. He was scared she misunderstood it.

“Are you going to propose to me,” she asked and gasped.

“No, I’m not going to propose to you,” he laughed. They had only been together in four months, so it would be a little early and naive to propose to her at that moment. But he had plans about proposing to her. “This is a promise ring. It means, I love you, and I promise that you’re my only love, and I’m never going to cheat on you,” he explained.

“I love you to. I promise never to cheat on you, and you know you’re my only love,” she said and kissed him again. He kissed her back and took the ring out of the box. They had to pull apart, when he putted the ring on her finger. “It’s beautiful,” she said while admired it.

“Just like you,” he said.

 

“I still don’t know why you have to give me these balloons,” she said.

“My mother wants me to propose to you,” he explained.  His mother had fixed the whole day for them and told him to propose to her.

“She did?” She was really surprised. She'd never thought it would end like this. They have been together in one and a half year, but the last couple of month their relationship had change. They didn’t feel like they were in love with each other. They felt like friends.

“Yeah, and the ring is in my pocket. And I have to warn you. In about two minutes a horse carriage is going to pick us up,” he said and touched his pocket where the ring was.

“What?” She couldn’t understand it. She’d tried to tell her parents about their relationship and that they weren’t in love any more, but they wouldn’t listen. And she knew he had it at the same way. It was their parents who wanted them together, and it had always been like that. It was also their parents, who introduced them to each other.

 

Someone knocked at the door.

“It must be the guests,” her dad said. They had been waiting for them almost an hour.

“Hi,” a familiar voice said. It was some of her parents' friend. They visited them once in a month. Like her mother used to say; you have to keep your friendships.

"Say hello,” her dad said. She sent them a smile and waved. They returned it and sat down in the coach beside her parents. But then a boy came in. His hair was short and brown like his eyes. His clothes weren’t anything special, just a T-shirt and some trousers.

“This is my son. He's studying medicine at the University of Oxford,” his mother said.

“Hi,” she said. The boy sat down beside her.

“Hi,” he said.

“I’ve never seen you before,” she said. She wondered why she never had seen him before. If he was their son she might have seen him before, but she hadn’t.

“Before Oxford I went on a boarding school,” he explained.

“You did? I’ve always wondered how it is to live without my parents on my school. And every time I thought about I told myself that I will never go to boarding school,” she told him. He laughed.

“It isn’t that bad. You’ll get some really good friends, and your parents visits you sometimes. It depends of how you have behaved,” he said and sent her a smile.

 

After that their parents organized some other days where they were together. And it ended up with a relationship.

“And there is the horse carriage,” the boy said and pointed at something on the path.

“Do we really have to do this,” she said.

“Please, we just take a ride with and that’s it. Nothing else. Please, my mother is going to yell at me if she finds out that we dumped her plans. You know her,” he begged her. She sighed.

“Ok,” she said. The carriage stopped a meter in front of them. In the back of it there was a banner. ‘Engaged’ it said. “Oh no, she didn’t,” she mumbled.

“Let’s go,” he said and followed her to the carriage.

“Congratulations,” the driver said and sent them a big smile.

They got into the carriage, and started it moving.

“Where are we going,” the girl asked.

“To the park beside the church,” the driver answered.

“Where I asked you to be mine,” the boy said and sent her a smile. She answered with another sigh.

 

“I’m at the park now,” she said in the phone.

“Can you see me?” he asked her over the phone. He putted his hand in the air and waved.

“Yes,” she said and ended the conversation.

“Hi,” she said and gave him a hug.

“Hi,” he said end sent her smile.

“Why did I have to come,” she asked. She had no idea of what he was going to do, but she was a little bit scared.

“There is something I have to ask you about,” he started.

“And it have to be in the park,” she said and laughed.

“Yes,” he said. He sat down on his knees and held her hands. Some people around them had stopped what they were doing and watched them. Young love, they might think. “Would you be mine?” he asked and sent her a nervous smile.

She nodded and said, “yes.”  He stood up and kissed her at the mouth. Everyone around them started clapping and whooping.

 

“I think we have to get out of this carriage,” she said. The carriage stood in middle of the church and the park.

“Come,” he said and took her hand. They leaved to carriage and went into the park. It was like it always was. Children played, couples sat together and enjoyed one another and families ate lunch, played ball, or what they had planned to do.

 “You know that we aren’t together anymore, right,” she said and was clearly talking about his hand that was holding hers.

“None of us have said the words yet,” he laughed. “Let’s sit down.” Without saying anything they just sat down and enjoyed the time they had left before they said the words which would end their relationship. The words which would make their parents angry. No, not angry. They would be disappointed.

After some minutes silence the girl started talking. “We can’t keep doing this,” she said. The boy agreed. They couldn’t continue something they didn’t feel for.

“We have to end this relationship,” he added. She nodded. “So this is the end?” he asked her. Could they be friends, or should they just stop seeing each other at all?

“What about being friends?” she asked. She wouldn’t end it. She love him as a friend just like he loved her as a friend.

“We can try, but right now I really have to tell my mother about this. I don’t think she’s going to like it,” he said a little bit scared.

“Then I see you tomorrow, right?” she said and stood up.

“Yeah, see you tomorrow. What about Starbucks?” he asked.

“That would be great.” And with these last words she walked away, still with the balloons in her hand.

The boy stood up and went home.

 

***

 

“I’m home,” the boy said.

“There is my boy!” his mother squealed. “And you’re engaged. I can’t believe it. I’m so proud of you,” she said. There were some tears in her eyes.

No, he couldn’t tell her they broke up. It would disappoint her, make her cry. He couldn’t do that to his mother.

“May I see your ring,” she asked with shining eyes. The boy smiled to her and nodded.

“But first I really need some water,” he said and went to the kitchen where he found a glass and filled it up with water. “The ring,” he mumbled. He needed it if his mother should believe him. In his pocket. He found it and putted it on his finger. He drank the water.

His mother went to kitchen too and sent him a big smile.

“May I see the ring now,” she asked. He showed her the ring that was on his finger. “Oh, I’m so proud of you,” she said. He nodded and found his phone. He found her number and wrote a message to her.

#I think I told my mother that we are engaged...#

He sent it and waited for the answer. It only took few seconds.

#WHAT?!#

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