Author POV
One week.
Seven days.
168 hours.
And yet...
For keifer Watson, every single minute felt like it had one person face stamped on it.
A tiny girl with bangs, bunny backpack and the loudest " No! " He had ever heard.
Meanwhile....
For Jay?
Life was sunshine, chaos, laughter, Cece and classes.
As if the UK boy didn't even exist.
Keifer POV
I stood in the boxing ring, gloves on, sweat dripping, muscles tense.
THUD. THUD. THUD.
I punched the punching bag hard.
Harder.
Even harder.
But no matter how hard I hit---
Her face just kept flashing in my mind.
Not angelic.
Not romantic,
No.
Her angry face.
Her tiny voice shouting :
"No I don't want to see you again. "
I groaned and punched again.
Rafeal : " Bro, that bag did nothing to you. "
Keifer : " Shut up. "
Rafeal smirked.
Rafeal : " Still thinking about tiny NYC girl? "
I froze.
My jaw clenched.
I looked away.
Keifer : " ... I'm not. "
Rafeal laughed.
Rafeal : " Yeah right. That's why you punched the bag like it called you short. "
I glared.
Keifer : " I am not short. "
Rafeal raised both hands.
Rafeal : " Exactly. So why you angry? Because she was tiny? Or because she left without giving her number? "
I threw a glove at him.
Keifer : " I said shut up. "
Rafeal caught it mid air.
Rafeal : " Ohhhh... He's in denial.
Ladies and gentlemen.. Our tough king is in lo---"
Keifer interrupted : " Say love and I'll break your nose. "
Rafeal laughed harder.
But when he left the gym ---
I stayed behind, chest heaving.
I learned my forehead on the punching bag.
Soft whispered escape me:
" .. Why did you leave so fast.? "
I don't understand myself.
I never felt this way.
Girls liked me.
I ignored all of them.
But this one?
This little chaos girl.
She walked into my life for 3 days...
.....and walked out like she owned his heart.
Jay POV
I was skipping happily down the hallway at Stanford University.
My bunny backpack bouncing.
My iced coffee in hand.
My friends calling her name.
Mica : " Baby. Hurry! We're late! "
Jay : I'm human, not a rocket! "
Clara rolled her eyes.
Clara : " You forget to do the sketch homework? "
I gasped dramatically.
Jay : " I didn't forgot! I just... Didn't do it. "
Liam laughed.
Liam : " Typical Jay. "
I stuck my tongue out.
Jay : "hmph."
In class, I was my usual self ----
Taking notes, joking with friends, doodling cats on her paper.
When they start talking about their UK project , win she smiled proudly.
But the UK boy?
The tall annoying one?
The one keep teasing me?
Sorry.
Deleted from memories.
If someone asked me:
"Hey Jay, remember that guy.... Keifer? "
My brain would go:
Keifer ?
Who is that, a brand coffee?
I was back to my happy routine.
Late night snacks with Cece.
Morning hugs from mom.
College chaos.
My team.
My architectural dream.
I forgot the drink spill incident.
I forgot the teasing.
I forgot the airport fight.
I forgot.. Him.
Author POV
Jay's days was full of :
Laughter.
Friends.
Classes.
Food.
Family.
Chaos.
Keifer's days we're full of :
Gym.
Boxing.
Thinking.
Imagining.
Remembering.
To be continued.....