Short stories

The only choice

I never wanted to be anyone’s first choice, because if I were there first choice that would mean that there was a second. I wanted to be someone’s only choice. But after years of searching I figured that day would never happen in real life. I thought I wouldn’t ever get to experience ---- as people would call it --- first true love. I always thought of myself as unworthy of anyone’s time or attention, always thought of myself as a burden. I never would have imagined someone liking me because even I, myself didn’t like who I was, how I behaved or how I looked. But all this came crashing down one day when I met him. Whenever I would see him; I always imagined him walking in slow motion, his long light brown hair flowing with the wind and ‘Sweet creature’ by Harry Styles playing in the background just as he strides toward me. It wasn’t just his looks that fascinated me, although his fluffed up hair, doe brown eyes, and awkward toothy grin that somehow was the most adorable did add a lot to his perfect self. His looks were nothing compared to his personality. I always felt so comfortable talking to him, he always made sure that I did, that everyone did. He always helped out wherever he could and worked hard but never credited himself enough. In fact, he credited everyone except himself.
I never thought anyone --- especially not someone like him --- would like someone like me but I guess the world works in weird ways. All my life I thought that I would feel worthless till my last breath but every time I am with him, it’s like I not only fall in love with him but also with myself, and that’s what I love the most. He made me feel like his only choice.

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