His Pov
I believe that I have some kind of syndrome or disease because anxiety has struck me ever since the answer yes has touched my feet.
Even google had given up on me to my dismay.
The only term used by it was 'love' and well I never in million years can accept this fact.
Well, at least not again.
"She doesn't even remember you." I reminded myself.
"And even she does there is no way she remembers YOU." That was the truth.
Every coin has two sides,
One the ugly one and the other the beautiful one. One you want to live in forever and the other you never in a million years want to experience.
When you experience both, maybe there is a fear of not going back to those horrible memories that click in the trauma.
The past can never leave you behind. It is always with you. You can never forget it.
Never.
The least you can do is not remember it.
But it will make it to you somehow.
Somehow to face it again.
The fact that I am marrying or might marry the girl who is connected to this trauma does bring me chills at times but whenever I see her again, I'm nervous all again.
"L-O-V-E" There is a very thin line between love and hate.
She was my first love, but this also resulted in hate.
Hate that I had to fight and flip for the happy days to arrive.
A young and innocent lad,
A feeling new to him.
But creating a scar so big that could never flip.
"How could she like you huh?"
"You red face reindeer?Her? HAHHAHAHHAHAHA NEVER!"
"OUT OF YOUR LEAGUE BASTARD."
"ASSHOLE"
"UGLY DUCKLING"
"RED FUR DUCKLING"
"RED SUCKER"
"YOU ARE REDDER THAN HMS RED INK HAHAHAHAHAHAHA"
If liking someone was a crime, I would have never committed it. I would have thought cent number of times before.
But it wasn't in my hands.
It wasn't.
It just happened. Happened in moments.
I would have kept it a secret even though.
A secret crush sounds cool.
Trusting someone who tried to be kind to me, in order to complete a dare, was never something I saw coming.
Those guys made my life miserable, just because one of the jocks liked her and she rejected him.
He was hella selfish and an asshole.
That is what I fell for
Her personality
Her Confidence
Her Nature
The way she did not give a shit about anyone.
I not only liked BUT L-O-V-E-D her for that.
Even though I liked her, to show my miserable side to her they treated me like shit in front of her. Just to go with the Mahaan Act.
I curse myself for acting like a doormat and inviting them to step on me and act superior.
She stood up for me many times but the fact that I did not for myself hurts.
Hurts even more.
But the fact that this ugly duckling might marry his crush is worth it.
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