I was just living my life as a teenager of 16 year old with a lot of complexes, because yes, I had complexes. I thought I was little with a lots of spots and greasy hair that are like butter every two days. And for the other things, I'm not really out of the ordinary, except for the fact that I didn't spend my days on social media wearing makeup and especially that I've never been in a relationship, never ! More seriously, I was just here to get through college, the insignifiant things like some cute romances and stuffs like that... I will definitely think about them later .
At least that's what I thought until that day when I literally ran into him when I was going to be late for my math class. Of all the boys, I had to slide in front of him, the famous Jim Lee. Famous for what ? Just for his beauty. After all, we have to admit that with his curly brown hair, his dark eyes reflecting a glow that cannot be described, his height and his lovely smile how to resist him ? Even I couldn't do it, especially when he catched me before I fell down, simply asking me the question that made my heart miss a beat:
- Are you okay?
The only thing that accompanied my perplexed look was an even more common answer:
- Uh... yeah, yeah, I'm fine.
These were the first words we exchanged, the first one in the last five years when we were simply sharing the same school. I still couldn't believe it.
Suddenly, the bell that remembered me that I was really late put my ideas in place. I escaped from his accidental embrace and went to my classroom leaving him behind without even a thank you, who had completely slipped my mind at that time (which made me look rude), and a look just as perplexed as I had a few seconds before.
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That Fake Love: English version
Storie d'amoreI loved him... I really liked him... Then why did it end this way? Maybe if I explain you, we could understand what happened to me, but especially what happened to him. Autor's note: This is the first story that I write so I would like to have your...
