So, this is a little something that I just wrote for school. (Changed the names, ofc.)
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I watch her get closer to me, her hand in her boyfriend's. Quickly moving my eyes over the shelf in front of me and deciding in the favor of a pack of gum, I set myself in front of it. From the corner of my eye, I observe them walking closer, still. My heart beats and hands start sweating.
They stop. Her eyes linger on me. "What?" the boy asks. Betty shakes her head, still staring at me. I gulp down the lump in my throat, hoping she didn't see the way I had been watching her, and grab the pack of gum from the shelf, sliding it into my pocket.
I turn my back at them and slowly make my way toward the door of the store. Please stop me. Please stop me. This better be worth it.
I hear my name.
Suppressing the smile fighting to get onto my face, I turn around, slowly. She scowls at me. I narrow my eyes a bit, glaring at her. "What?" My voice comes out softer than intended. She still winces, though. My insides move, satisfied.
"Aren't you gonna pay for it?"
I watch her. She still has the same green eyes. Her hair is starting to lose the highlights she let her sister dye in during the summer, though. Her lips are still as plump as the last time I saw her... They've probably been kissing his. Not mine.
Managing the coldest look I can give her, I shrug, burying both of my hands into my pockets now. My finger brushes the pack of gum in the left one. "I don't know what you're talking about." I turn around and walk toward the exit again, slowing down a bit when I hear her hurrying toward me. I need to give her time to reach me.
Betty's hand wraps around my forearm, tugging me back towards the shelves, ignoring the suspecting look the cashier gives us. I manage a scowl. Her hand is soft and warm against my arm. I might just as well crumble and give up now.
"Put it back," she whispers, her eyes big and pleading. "Please."
I shake my head, only to feel her touch for a bit longer.
"Come on, I don't want you to get in trouble..."
I raise my eyebrows with a slight snort. She moves her eyes onto the ground and lets her hand drop. A disappointment. "I'm sorry," she whispers.
"For leading me on?" I say back and gaze at her boyfriend further along the aisle. His dark hair is sticking out from under his beanie, making him look almost attractive. "He seems really nice, you know... Too bad you're using him to hide, though."
I turn around and walk away. I've been looking for an excuse to talk to her, again. I've been waiting to feel her touch, hear her voice saying my name, again... I love her. But now I just feel more frustrated and needy than before.
Why can't she just accept that she's gay?
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How many of you thought it was Jughead at first, huh?
This was Veronica btw. My Beronica heart is melting.
(And I better get a fucking good grade, though if my teacher's gonna ask how did I get so good in Spanish suddenly, I'm probably gonna have to tell him I use google translate, after all...)
Look out for the new chapter of "Never Quit Loving You" in a few hours!
Also, I'm gonna get to writing your requests real soon...
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