Dear you,
First time I saw you, you were sitting next to the window. It was a bright day. The sun shone brightly on your midnight black hair, mesmerizing me. It was the day my heart was stolen by you. I didn’t get a single thing the teacher was teaching that day. Maybe because I was too busy staring at you from across the room. I was so frustrated when the bell rang. It meant I couldn’t be near you anymore. Not till the next day. I got my detention as Mr Brown caught me daydreaming in his class. Twice. You left the room in no matter of time, not turning back. I didn’t even fill the detention sheet because I was just too busy thinking ‘bout you. Not that the teacher cared though.
Day by day, the time passed by. It was already a month since you stole my heart. Every night, I stalked you on Facebook. Waiting you to online. But I didn’t have the gut to chat with you. Every day after school, I sat under the tree across the field, with a book on my lap. The fact is I was watching you practicing football. Not that you knew though. Or your friend, not that it mattered. I was invisible to all of you. It didn’t bug me before, but that time I was so desperate to make you realize that I existed. I was so desperate to hear your voice, talking to me. That was why I was like your shadow, following you around the school. Now, that’s creepy. But again, you didn’t realize. Your world only spins around you, your parents, your friends and your girlfriend. Yeah. Your girlfriend. Watching you walk around holding hands with her hurt me deep. Seeing you kissing her was like smearing salt on the wound.
It was Sports’ Day. The day you talked to me for the first time. I volunteered in treating the injured players because I was just too awesome to participate in any game. I just finished my shift when you came by, sitting in front of me. I was so dumbfounded that I didn’t even know how to speak. Did you know that I took a super care in treating you? You couldn’t stop talking, telling me how hurt it was, saying that it would leave a scar on your head. I just smile because you didn’t only take my heart, but also my voice. And I couldn’t stop hitting myself after that for letting the chance talking to you slipped away. The second I was done putting bandage on the cut, one of your team’s member came asking your condition. And your answer? Your answer made me forgot the entire things my Biology teacher taught me, including the human breathing system.
‘It’s okay now that there’s a cute "Angel" here to treat me.’ With that, you winked at me. I could feel blood gushing to my face.
Please teach me how to breathe.
The answer kept playing in my head like a broken record.
Since that day, you flashed me your 100 Watt smile when we were passing through the corridor. You made me falling hard on you. Three days later, I man up and talk to you. Asking you about you cut. I managed to talk to you without stuttering. Even it was only three lines, it was a huge success. It was a good thing I’m good in Math or I would fail in it as I couldn’t remove my eyes from you. I thought you caught me staring at you one day. And the day after that. But you didn’t say anything so maybe it was just my feeling. Part of me wanted you to, so that you would know my feeling. I couldn’t bring myself to tell you. Even after you broke up with your girlfriend. I couldn’t face the rejection. Yeah. I knew you would reject me.
So, I decided to write this letter to you. You’ll know my feeling once you read this. And it kinds of help me. I don’t have to keep this to myself anymore. It’s eating me. Seeing that this is the last week I’m going to see you before summer’s break, it’s the perfect time to spill out.
Sincerely,
Angel
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‘Took you a really long time, huh?’
A deep manly voice startled me. I was standing in front of a locker, Gabriel’s locker, to be exact, debating whether I should put the letter or not. Turning my head, my eyes met a pair of green forest eyes. Gabriel! Caught red-handed I hid the letter behind my back. Clutching it like my dear life depends on it.
‘Uh…huh’
‘That’s love letter right? So, you’ve decided to confess your love towards me. I see…’ He smirked.
What?! He knew? He knew this all along and decided to play stupid?
He must have read my mind as he said ‘Of course I knew. Only dense people won’t’
But how?
‘You just couldn’t stop staring at me, could you? Why do you think I went to you on the Sports’ Day even though you already packed your things? Watching you dabbing iodine on the cut with your shaky hand, your face beat-red, was really a beautiful view.’ He chuckled.
So he thinks my crush on him is a joke? Looks like you’ve fallen on the wrong person, you stupid girl.
‘Why don’t you tell me? Do you find it’s funny watching me making fun of myself?’ my blood was already boiling.
‘Kind of. It really makes my day.’
Kind of? It really makes my day?!
‘Look here, Mr Cross. I might be in love with you. But it’s all in the past. Starting from this second, I don’t…’
My words were muffled as he crushed his lips on mine. Trying to break of the kiss, I hit him hard on the chest. Obviously, I failed as he snaked his arm around my waist while the other one wrapped around my neck.
‘I love you, Angel,’ he said when I managed to pry from his arms.
Wait! WHAT!?!
‘I love you. I love the way your face flushed when you saw me. I love the way you hesitated when you were trying to speak to me. I love the way you ran your eyes when I caught you staring at me. I just wanted you to say it first but you really took a long long time to say it that I thought I was going crazy.’
I was stunned by his words. Couldn’t say anything, I kissed him. Senseless.
I love you too.
I would say it to him one day. On a one fine day.
Well, who’s I’m lying to? I would say it now.
‘I love you too.’
