Louis graduated, I became a senior. We exchanged little texts, we didn’t see each other, but my feelings for him did grow deeper. I didn’t care about the boys in my class because I already knew what Louis was to me. He filled most of the romantic love space inside my heart.

Distance and little communication did a great job of messing with my thoughts and feelings, though. I became busy, boys did come and go but I didn’t date them. I stayed single for months.

Idle for a relationship is my drama. I can’t make another mistake as I did to Mason. I thought and thought about things and tried not to be carried by anyone’s flow. Drew started to be rumored dating Bel, up until now no confirmation about it. Harry went out with Irish but not for a long time.

Harry was part of my dating experiment after my monkey ex broke up with me. It’s messy to explain but he was part of that. I hated myself for all the half-hearted things I said and did back then because it did leave me in a web of love and endless hoping.

I stayed still in the shadows of love.

By New Year, I can say that my romantic love space was 2/5 for Harry, 2/5 for Louis, and 1/5 for Drew. Not just two, but three-timing. A bitch. A flirt. You can call me that but I do have feelings for them. I was unreasonably unreasonable but I am just being honest.

I thought really hard soon after I realized how twisted my love story was. Louis started texting me sweet notes like ‘ILY’ that I have no other meaning than I love you. He told me how jealous he became when Mason and I dated. He explained to me that he did change his phone number to not get in our way. He said that he was happy when we broke up.

But Louis stopped texting me again and Harry became obvious that he’s interested in me. I thought of giving up on Louis. I thought of starting anew.

Soon, January was about to end and it was prom time once again. I gave Harry a go signal to court me and I used the period to adjust my feelings.

But destiny and timing were bitchier than me, just when I gave Harry a green light, Louis made a comeback.

Despite my indecisiveness, I went to Harry but was still texting Louis. In percentage, 51% Harry and 49% Louis. Or is it 50.5 and 49.5? A 50-50? I don’t know. I like them both but started dating Harry and I told Louis about it. The texting shortened but it didn't stop.

Graduation was on the corner and made a deal that I will end my relationship with Harry. I told Louis about that plan and he gave me a long message as a reply.

He was angry. He said that I’m unreasonable. He said that I should just love Harry with my all because he can be fine. He said he’s okay with one-sided love. He said he wanted me to be happy and he was unsure if he could make me. He said that I shouldn’t leave Harry just because of him. He said that I'll wish for my happiness. He said he loves me. He said it was his last text. He said goodbye.

I screamed in my sheets in the middle of the night when no one could see how miserable I cried. Harry knew nothing about this. I feel sorry for him but I just kept on crying because Louis, technically, dumped me.

My shoulders fell as I cut my thoughts. It was enough to be File #6.