i never expected myself to be honest when it came to talking to the people i used to love. i should've known that it all changed when i accidentally bumped into him in the hallway.
he always found a way to bother me everyday, even when i was already in a bad mood. i could never ignore the fact that he managed to shatter my heart.
so why.
why did i still feel a strand of hope that, maybe, he still felt the same feelings that i did before he crushed them.
bumping into him in that hallway changed a lot. he looked me in the eyes and questioned,
"did you bump into me on accident? or did you just want to say that you missed me that bad."
his words made my blood boil. i remember his stupid eye roll, the same one that he'd give when we would playfully argue, when he asked me that question. it felt so random to talk to him, yet so wanted and satisfied.
i just knew i was going to get hurt one way or another.
"sorry, it was an accident. i swear i didn't mean to do it on purpose."
my words were said in a soft manner, the mumbling causing him to raise an eyebrow at my quietness. he always knew i was his loud and outgoing girl.. so he knew something was off. he tried to play it off and joked,
"you know, maybe it's just fate trying to bring us together again after all this time."
YOU ARE READING
𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐑𝐔𝐓𝐇
Teen Fiction𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐎𝐕 of a girl who talks to a boy that hurt her deeply. only to find out.. 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 belong to me, kaoohryy 𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲 the writing of a scenario that has made me cry several times at night.
