I looked after her. She is such a beautiful person and I can understand a little why he finds her so pretty, but I still wish she would just leave him alone. Because I had him first, I was his sandbox friend from back then, I am the person he confides everything in and I am the person who can read him like an open book. But despite everything, he chose her.For the picture book girl next door. The blonde-haired cheerleader. The girl everyone liked and wanted to be friends with. Lost in thought, I turn on my heel and trot into my classroom, leaving my best friend standing in the hallway.I sit down in my seat and wait until the lesson finally starts. Just before the teacher arrives, Akiko (my best friend) finally rushes into the room with a red head and sits down on his chair as well. While the teacher starts the lesson, he keeps nudging me, which I skillfully ignore a few times. But when he still hasn't stopped after about 5 minutes, I finally look at him with an annoyed expression.He grins at me so stupidly that it's a little cute again. I return it only slightly with a smirk.After this more and less sweet action, I find it even harder to follow the lessons. I admit defeat and look out of the window disinterestedly, watching the raindrops slowly roll down.When the bell finally rang after half an eternity, I got up immediately and packed my stuff. I wanted to get home as quickly as possible because I didn't want to run into Akiko's girlfriend or even walk home with her.I rushed out of the room as if my life depended on it and ran in large steps towards the school yard. I had just reached the school gate when I heard my name called. I sighed in annoyance and finally turned around and stared directly into Akiko's face and that of his girlfriend.At this sight, my heart broke apart a little more. It hurt like hell, but I covered it up. I force a fake smile on my face and we set off. The whole time I stare at the floor while the other two talk excitedly. Every time they made a pass at each other, I had to suppress the tears that were welling up.
I love him so much that it pushes me to my limits every day and I despair further and further. It hurts so damm much to see him with someone else. Someone who touches him like I want to do. Laughing and talking to someone like I would if I could.Suddenly I realise that we are already at the crossroads where we always say goodbye. I just say a silent "bye" and walk in the opposite direction and stroll home.At my front door, I look for the key in my sports bag and unlock the door. I leave my bag in the corridor. With shuffling steps I go upstairs to my room and bury my face in the blanket.Without me noticing, the first tears are already rolling down my cheeks. I start to tremble and notice how I slowly begin to cry. So this is what unrequited love feels like. This feeling is horrible.
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------❤Hellow my pretty sunshine nuggets❤
i hope you all enjoyed my oneshot. Its a little bit sad but i mean I like it. If you have any suggestions for improvement, you can write them in the comments;)
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