"This is gonna be a long, long, very long, story. Ya sure you're down to listen to me even if it takes all night?" I asked James.
"I'm sure. And besides, the night is young, and were just walking round the neighborhood and going back to your house. There's nothing else i'd want to do than spend the rest of the night with you."
I smiled at him. "Okay, then."
"Okay, his name's Chase O'Connell, he was my classmate at 4th grade. My happy crush, actually. I was a tough kid back then, I used to bully everyone and I took bullying as a joke, but not to the point where I actually let the kids I bully land on the hospital, no, not that extreme. But on the second semester of the year, I was assigned to sit in front, while Chase was at the back, with my friend, Annie. So on the first period where I saw her, I looked back at her, smiled at her and said hi. I didnt notice who the kid was beside her, so I didnt mind him at all. But as the teacher came in, we said our prayer before the lesson, the teacher was teaching already, I kept glancing at him, I had no idea why. But at the end of the week, I think he noticed. I kept smiling at him, I even became closer at Annie, and I think she noticed too, and I think the rest of the class did, too. Embarrassing, right? But anyway, Annie talked to me one day, asking me if I liked him or not, I told her Yes, but I told her not to tell anyone. The next weekend after that day, someone texted me, it was him, Chase O'Connell. We texted, and texted, from the moment we wake up to the moment we sleep. We were in fourth grade okay, we only talked about th--"
"Okay, yeah I get it, you guys texted a lot, now can we skip that part?" James said.
"Right. Sorry. So in school, we hung out, but only inside the classroom when the teacher's not around or something, we called each other too, on weekends, on the home phone and at my cellphone, we both were all around. That continued 'til we were in the 7th grade. I always got his back, we were the best of friends, He treated me as his sister, as he asks how I am, how my day was, and most of the time, he tells me stories about the girl he likes, the girl who humiliated him in front of a crowd, the girl who broke her heart, basically all kinds of girls who did something to him, I knew about all that. But on our Freshman Year, we still talk, but not as much as we did back then. Then, Sophomore Year, we stopped talking to each other, started avoiding each other, then the only time we talked again was when I greeted him at his birthday, then we talked for a month then lost in touch. Again. I got so depressed I lost in touch with my other friends that are girls, too. I became soft, I didn't care about the people around me and what they thought about me before, but after we didn't mind each other, I became the total opposite of what I was."
I paused and I saw James frowning at me. But I continued the story anyway, I didn't want to hear what he had to say to me before I finish it.
"During the last time we texted, I was with Jane the whole time, my parents never noticed me home since they themselves were barely home too and I guess I needed a friend to comfort me too, also since I knew I had feelings for Chase too. Yeah it took me years to notice he wasn't just a friend for me, but I guess that's the reason why he didn't want to talk to me anymore. He knew something was going on and I found that out through his ex girlfriend. Who was also my friend before, Mel. Then I guess since he was my one and only guy friend, and a guy a had feelings for, I distanced myself from guys as far as possible. I only wanted to talk to guys when it was for school work, or if he was my cousin or something. But i'm just grateful he moved to United States. Well from what I heard he moved to San Fransisco but some say he's in Canada, i don't know, I really didn't bother catching up on how he was."
James was speechless, I felt that he was. He gave me a blank stare and he looked at me with pity in his eyes.
"Thank you." He finally said something.
"W-what?"
"Thank you for telling me all this. Thank you for trusting me."
"I knew I had to, I knew that by now I should've came out of my shell and face the guys coming my way. For a reason, I always did. And now that you're here, I feel like you're not that type of guy to leave me out hanging. And you better not s-screw t-this."
"Wow first you're serious and then you become all fierce. I like you a lot for that, too."
"Y-you like me for being serious and fierce?"
"Yes, and I like you because you're you. You're not afraid to be who you are and you don't try and act to be someone you're not." He smiled.
"I wanted to say the same, but I hate how you always leave me so speechless. S-stop it." I joked.
"Hah. Never." He smiled.
"So, I guess i'll see you... tomorrow? Our houses are beside each other anyway and my door is always open for you and Joaquin. Actually, I wouldnt mind hanging out with Joaquin too, he seems ..nice"
"Alright, goodnight, beautiful." James said. Thank God its dark, i'm blushing like a tomato here.
"O-okay g-good night." I said as I was walking to the front door.
"You're cute when you blush!" I heard James shouting outside.
