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𝐁𝐄𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐃 𝘏𝘌𝘙 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐊 2

𝐁𝐄𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐃 𝘏𝘌𝘙 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐊 2
𝘛𝘩𝘦 c𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘶𝘦𝘥 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘰𝘧
𝐁𝐄𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐃 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐊

𝘞𝘈𝘙𝘕𝘐𝘕𝘎: DO NOT read this chapter for your own sake if you haven't read the first part yet.

"𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘦? 𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘦 𝘸𝘦 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘯'𝘵 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴, 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘦, 𝘯𝘰."

"𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘪'𝘮 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘩𝘶𝘳𝘵, 𝘪'𝘮 𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘦 - 𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘪'𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘣𝘢𝘣𝘦."

𝐏𝐎𝐕: Javon

𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 fight nor ignore my feelings towards her any longer, I can't go back to facing her everyday pretending that we're friends when we're clearly more then just that.

So being the idiot that I was, I began to avoid her - thinking that my feelings would go away if I would. Wrong

That just got her upset, the state that I hated seeing her most in. Ever since then, I would often catch her staring at me, or should I say daydreaming in school lessons, but would look away as I would notice - something that she didn't seem like she wanted me to do.

But that wasn't the only thing on my mind as there was also news of an upcoming 𝘔𝘢𝘴𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘥 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘺 being hosted at our school, a 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘭 event that everyone was looking forward to ever since the announcement about it was first made.

A lot of girls have already asked me to the dance, more than even I can count, but they're not 𝐇𝐄𝐑. At some point I began to feel somewhat guilty for not returning their honest feelings, but after all it wasn't something that I could control as much as I wish I did because it would make my life 𝟏𝟎𝐱 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬 easier.

Something that I also tended to notice was that every time that I would post on my story, 𝐒𝐇𝐄 would view it. So now whenever I decide to post something on my story or anything at all for that matter, It takes me about 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐲 tries before I do to make sure that I look at least half decent in case she views it again.

Aside from boxing and meeting with various friends on the weekend, I am pretty lonely and spend most of my time on my laptop if not third wheeling Jaden and his girlfriend (𝐰𝐡𝐨𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫) - which for one, absolutely sucks.

𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘐 𝘴𝘢𝘺, 𝘐'𝘮 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘺 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘬𝘦𝘦𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘺𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘵𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘧 𝘪𝘵 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘴 𝘳𝘦𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘦𝘱𝘪𝘴𝘰𝘥𝘦 𝘰𝘧 (𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘧𝘢𝘷𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘸) 𝘢 𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝐖𝐄 𝘶𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩

Yeah I miss her, I really miss her, but if she doesn't feel the same? What if she likes someone else and this whole Idea of me confessing to her will all just end a huge disaster. I just can't risk it, why does it have to be 𝐇𝐄𝐑? Why not somebody else?

That was a question that remained stuck in my head ever since I was 11, the day that I realised that I was completely and utterly in love with her.