A songfic done for me eons ago, basically unedited [i can't remember if i edited this when i proofread this as per request]. Here goes..

How Did I Fall in Love with You

by Monicarter 

I crumpled the paper in my hand and threw it in the waste basket. I was sitting alone in my room with nothing to do and a lot to think about. Mostly about her. My best friend.

I began tapping the table with my pen. I’m about to meet her in a couple of hours for our weekly coffee and here I am not really knowing what to do. Or maybe I am just trying to make myself believe that I don’t know what to do. I don’t know the difference between the two anymore.

I shook my head and got another piece of paper from my desk drawer. Then I began writing again.

Dear Sythiel,

Okay… What to say next, what to say next? I sighed to myself and instinctively glanced at the portrait at the top of my desk. Sythiel and I were smiling and waving at the camera as if everything was going great for the both of us. Well, actually, everything was great that day. I smiled to myself and leaned back against my chair as I contemplated that afternoon, the afternoon when I realized that I have feelings for her.

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“Michael! Come on! We’re going to be late!” Sythiel shouted from the foot of the stairs. I glanced at my reflection in my dresser mirror. Not bad, I noted at my jeans and brown jacket combo that I decided to wear that day. I smiled at my reflection one last time before heading to where Sythiel was. And I tell you, when I saw her standing at the foot of the stairs smiling at me, I was blown away.

Remember when, when we needed each other
The best of friends like sister and brother
We understood we'll never be alone

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“Guys, I want you all to meet my friend Shane West,” Monica, a friend of mine from college, introduced her “friend” as both she and the man standing beside her beamed at us. I couldn’t help but snort when I heard the word friend. I could tell by the way he looks at her, that he is definitely fond of Monica. Maybe more than I could ever imagine. So I think that the word suitor is the more proper term to use.

Then Monica turned to Shane grinning, “And these are my friends. All of us were classmates before, way back in college.”

“Nice meeting all of you,” Shane smiled warmly at us. We introduced ourselves to him and he shook all of our hands. I took a quick peek at Sythiel who was standing by my side. I almost laughed when I noticed that she was blushing and was wringing her hands. She always does that when she’s nervous. I grabbed Sythiel’s hand and held it. She whispered a quick thank you and gave me a weak smile.

Those days are gone, now I want you so much
The night is young and I need your touch

“Ohmigod,” I heard Roma murmur. I saw that Roman, Raymond, Drigz and Adrian roll their eyes. But the girls were undeterred.

“Is it really him?” Jane asked, looking at Shane, dazed. I heard Shane chuckle as Monica answered them with a yes.

I felt Sythiel’s hand remove itself from mine. I looked at her and noticed that she was fumbling in her bag for her camera, her soft hair falling against her cheeks. At that very moment, I felt this warm sensation in my body. That was strange, I thought to myself. I tried concentrating on what was happening around us but all I could think of and all I could feel now is Sythiel. I wasn’t even aware of the time when they took a picture of Sythiel and me using Sythiel’s camera. And, I didn’t even realize that Monica invited us for merienda that afternoon until I heard Shane whisper under his breath, “She’s so beautiful” while looking at Monica.

Don't know what to say, never meant to be this way
I don't wanna be alone tonight

Well, Shane that makes the two of us. I feel the same way about Sythiel.

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I breathed in and read the first line again. “Dear Sythiel.” I frowned at
myself. Should I tell her what I feel? And if I didn’t, when will I tell her?
No, I have to say this to her now. But I couldn’t tell her that I love her in
person. What if she doesn’t feel the same way and I was standing in front of
her? That would be awkward for the both of us, not to mention the certainty of our friendship going down the drain. Therefore, I’m doing the right thing.
So… “Dear Sythiel,”

We have been best of friends for years and I am glad that we still are. I am happy that you were always there by my side when I need help (remember the time when you comforted me when my then-girlfriend broke up with me?)…

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She placed a hand on my back as I stared blankly ahead scowling with my back stooped and my hands folded in front of me at the top of the table.

“She’s not worth it,” she said silently, while stroking my back. We were inside a restaurant with her trying to comfort me (with the use of food) after my girlfriend broke up with me. I smirked at the waiter as he placed our food at the table.

I scowled some more and looked at Sythiel deadpan. “I don’t really get it. I mean, I’ve been a good boyfriend right?” Sythiel nodded beside me and removed her hand from my back so she could taste the food that was placed in front of us. “Then why the hell did she broke up with me!?! And, it’s not just a breakup because of another guy, it’s a breakup because, in her own words, ‘This is not working for me’!!!”

“Because she’s stupid and she doesn’t deserve you,” Sythiel answered bluntly. “I mean come on, you should be happy. She has been driving you crazy for months now, ordering you here and there, and spending your credit card as if tomorrow’s the end of the world. Let me tell you, it would be healthier this way.” She continued eating her food while looking at me seriously. She then placed her hand atop mine and squeezed my hand.

I hear your voice and I start to tremble
Brings back the child that I resemble
I cannot pretend that we could still be friends
I don't wanna be alone tonight

And with the small gesture that she made, I knew that everything will be
alright. Maybe even better than before.

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…and I am thankful that even though nobody understood my obsession with computer games even after so many years, you were able to understand and accept me for who I really am. Sometimes, I think that you’re crazy for still being here beside me. But I am thankful nonetheless.

Alright, what would I say next? I started tapping the table with my pen again as I leaned back against the chair. I glanced at the desk clock. Half an hour has passed, I have only written three measly sentences. I guess this is now the time to say to her what I really feel.

I feel very blessed that you’re my best friend. I could never imagine myself
without you. Never.

Since today is Valentines Day, I want you to know something that I have been keeping from you from a long time now. I don’t know what happened or how it happened, but it did and I don’t regret it. Sometimes I think that fate or destiny has been playing with me especially with my heart. But if fate really is, then I’m glad it’s you.

Sythiel, I love you.

You might think, of course, that I love you because you’re my best friend. But I love you more than that.

I don’t really know what you will say or what you will do or if you’ll do
anything at all. I am not expecting anything in return. I just want you to know what I really feel about you. I also hope that you won’t ignore me after this. It would kill me, Sythiel, it really would.

Your ever-loving Michael


I sighed to myself and raised the letter that I have written. Not bad, I thought to myself. It’s not too serious, just the way that she likes it. Not too serious but full of heart. All I have to do now is give this to her.

I folded the letter and placed it inside an envelope. I sealed it and wrote her name in front. Then, I stood up, placed the letter in my pocket, and grabbed my jacket from my closet. I headed towards the door and closed it carefully behind me.

I arrived at our meeting place fifteen minutes early with a big bouquet in my hand. I stopped by a flower shop on my way and decided to buy her tulips. She always loved tulips.

I checked myself in my rearview mirror and breathed deeply. I could feel my heart against my chest. What if she doesn’t feel the same way and gets mad at me? Or worse, what if she laughs thinking that my letter is a joke? I mean, even if she doesn’t have a boyfriend, she could still do that… But then… No, she wouldn’t do that. She’s my best friend and she has the biggest heart in my world.

I got off my car with the bouquet and headed inside the café. I saw her walking towards me with a big smile on her face the minute I stepped inside. I instantly felt this warm sensation against coursing through my body. And at that very moment, I wanted to say that I love her over and over again.

“Hello,” I greeted her with a grin. I kissed her cheek as she led me towards our usual table giggling a little. “Hey what’s the hurry?” I asked her, noticing her fast pace.

“I want to tell you something,” she said, her eyes twinkling with delight.

All I wanna say this night and it has to be tonight
I just need you to know
I don't wanna live this life, I don't wanna say goodbye
With you I wanna spend the rest of my life

“Well, I want to tell you something too,” I replied. Wow, this is going smoother than I thought.

“Really?” she asked me.

“Uh, I mean, I want to give you something,” I mumbled while fumbling in my pocket for the letter.

We arrived at our usual table when Sythiel grabbed my hand that was holding the folded up letter. I accidentally dropped the letter and was about to pick it up, when she suddenly stopped me.

“Michael,” she grinned her eyes towards our table, “I want you to meet my boyfriend.”

I stood there utterly confused. I followed her gaze, and yes, there he was… her new boyfriend.

I stood there gaping until Sythiel nudged me. I shook my head and gave the couple a little smile despite the sinking feeling that I was having.

“Nice meeting you,” I said to her boyfriend.

“You too,” he answered curtly, standing up. We shook hands and I saw Sythiel beaming with pride beside me.

“You’re lucky to have her,” I uttered silently to him. He nodded and sat back down. I sighed and looked at Sythiel once more.

“So what is it that you’re going to give me?” Sythiel asked me once again. I swiftly glanced at the letter on the floor and quickly stepped on it.

“I wanted to give you this,” I muttered handing to her the bouquet that I was holding while giving her another weak smile.

“How sweet of you,” she said, while sniffing the flowers. “You don’t have to give me flowers, you know.” I instinctively glanced at the roses lying on top of the table that her boyfriend gave her.

I looked into her eyes and kissed her forehead. “I always give you flowers on Valentines Day, remember? Always.”

What can I do to make you mine?
Falling so hard, so fast this time
What did I say? What did you do?
How did I fall in love with you?

The End[/break]