This Tiny Town

Chapter 1: Ozzy's POV

"I've known you since... forever. I can't imagine my life without you. But... I can't keep pretending that I don't want something more from this friendship. I tried to ignore it, but it keeps getting stronger each and every day. I'm sorry if this makes things weird between us now, but I couldn't hold it in any longer," I say as I look down at the floor and wait for his response.

I hear Micah sigh and says, "Ozzy you are my best friend, but I don't feel that way about you. We are also both boys so that wouldn't work. Maybe we should spend some time apart from each other. I don't think you actually have feelings for me. I'm sorry, bye Ozzy."

I don't look up as he runs towards his house. I stand there only looking at my hands and taking in what just happened. I just might have lost my only friend. I don't think these are just feelings of friendship. Would feelings of friendship make me want to hold your hand and kiss you.

I feel something wet fall down my face. I realize that I started crying. I start sprinting home before someone else sees me crying. I slam the door shut and slump down against the door. I try to stop crying but the tears won't stop. I sit there for a few minutes until I run out of tears to cry.

I get up slowly and walk into the kitchen. I make me a cup of water and try to find something to have for dinner. I pick instant ramen. The exact same thing I had last night. I sit down to eat, but I have no appetite for the ramen that sits in front of me. I try to do my best to not think about what just happened. But I can't stop the memories from flooding back in.

He was probably the best thing that happened to me. I don't know where I would be today if he wasn't here. He was so nice to me and hung out with me even when the other kids told him not to. They all said that it was a waste of time to try and talk to me. But he still kept talking to me even when I stayed quiet. He was super friendly with me, but was always kind of cold with other people after we became friends.

He's so great. He helped me get through hard times. Like when my parents died or when my other friends quit talking to me. He is the reason I am still here to this day.

He had some other friends, but spent all his time with me. He loved to read romance novels which made me laugh when I found out because he wasn't that romantic. He spends most of his nights playing video games on his Xbox or his light blue switch lite. It's weird that it is blue because his favorite color is actually grey. He loves to put his music onto tapes. His taste in music is very unique. He listens to a bunch of underground bands. He also introduced me to my favorite band. He also always wears some kind of name brand like Gucci, which makes me think that he may come from a rich family.

He is a very smart person, but he won't put his brain to use when taking a test. He started to tutor me after he saw my grades. I guess I am going to start failing again. He always stood up for me when people made fun of me for being femiene looking. He went to the principal's office a few times because the other person started a fight. He somehow always got off with a warning.

I start crying again. I leave my instant ramen on the table and go upstairs. I start my routine when I cry. I don't cry much, but when I do it is for a good reason. These steps always help calm me down. I change into something comfortable and grab my phone from my bedside table. I plug in my headphones and cling onto my body pillow. I play my heartbreak playlist that I made in preparation for this inevitable day.

I knew he wouldn't reciprocate my feelings, but I couldn't just never tell him and us growing apart. The whole reason I told him was because I couldn't just let us grow apart and never let him know that I felt this way. I just needed to get it off my chest even if I knew this would hurt.

I really hope he doesn't feel guilty for turning me down. It wasn't his fault. I didn't want him to lie to me. I knew the consequences and still went through with it. If anything it is my fault.

Even though I'm laying here sobbing into my pillow. I don't regret anything I did. I knew this would happen and now I have to cope with it.

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Thank you for reading. Please give me feedback about this. I have been writing this story for a while and wanted to share it. Please give me feedback because this is my first time writing a romance. 

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