Will You Love Me ?

He's not special

* for my aromantic friends

It's very hard for me to find love; it's very rare when I find someone I actually like; my crushes last no longer than 3 weeks, and then I'm no longer interested in them.

But he .......... he's different; he's the only person I can actually say I love; it's not just a crush, but I actually love him.

He's the only person I've managed to love for more than 3 weeks; in fact, I've been in love with him for over 5 years.

It all started when I first saw him at school.

He's not the most popular kid, he's not a football player, he's not the most gorgeous boy at school either.

His eyes aren't blue or green.

He's not blond or a redhead.

He doesn't have a deep sexy voice.

And his features aren't that special.

He's a very average guy, I still wonder why I loved him so much.

There's nothing special about him, I just felt attached to him.

I loved his smile, his laugh, his voice.

I loved his courage and the fact that he was extroverted while I was introverted, it felt like we complemented each other.

Whenever I saw him in class, I'd start daydreaming about being together or at least being friends.

He knew I existed, but I wish he didn't cause he hates me.

I'm the weird kid, not super weird tho, I'm the guy with the weird style, the guy who can never style his hair properly.

The guy who's mostly quiet and sleeps in a class all the time but out of nowhere gets an energy boost and starts being loud and weird.

The guy who hangs out with different people every month, not because I'm super sociable but because I don't have a group of friends or specific people that I always hang out with.

I'm the kind who people secretly make fun of but can never bully me because they fear me.

I'm telling you, I'm weird.

So different from him, but I guess that's what made me love him; it's the fact that it felt like he completed me; he's my other half.

He's an extrovert I'm an introvert

He's got a lot of friends while I'm mostly a loner.

He's got a beautiful laugh while I rarely laugh around people.

He's got a gorgeous smile while I'm insecure about my teeth.

He's taller than me, which I like, and he tends to be a tad bit awkward sometimes and weird, but I think it's very cute.

But that all doesn't matter, cause like I said, he hates me.

I always try to be nice to him, offering him snacks and gum in class, buying him gifts, and being one of the first people to remember his birthday and tell him happy birthday.

But he never treats me well or cares about me, all his friends are nice to me but he treats me oddly, he never talks to me, never does anything nice to me, it almost feels like he's avoiding me, he hates when I come near him, try to talk to him or do anything.

So, for that reason, I decided I was going to try and forget him; it wasn't so hard since as long as he's not in front of me, I don't think about him much, and since I no longer see him at school as often it wasn't so hard.

Soon, I started rarely thinking about him and started feeling nothing towards him; whenever I saw him, I'd ignore him and no longer gave him gifts.

I stopped trying to approach him or talk to him, I no longer love him like I used to.

Till he asked me to talk, I was hesitant at first but agreed nonetheless feeling like I should just act normally and not avoid him.

He asked me why I've changed with him, why I no longer seem to care about him or try to get closer to him.

I decided to confess. I told him that I used to treat him that way back then because I loved him, but I no longer do.

He paused for a moment; he seemed shocked; I didn't even care if he thought I was disgusting or crazy; I didn't care if he'd hate me after this.

I stood there waiting for him to say something, but instead, he pulled me closer to him and kissed me.

The second he kissed all those feelings that I'd locked up in a cage escaped; my eyes were wide in shock, but deep inside, I was very happy.

After we pulled away, he told me something I never expected he'd say. He asked me to continue loving him cause he too loved me, and the only reason he treated me badly was because he was scared and didn't know what to do.

I smiled at him; how did I think I could ever forget about him?

He's the only person I ever felt love towards; he's the person who made me feel so confused about my sexuality and my identity.

But that day made me realize that he's my one.

I'm aromantic, it's very hard for me to find someone I could love, that's why I consider him the one, cause he's the most simple guy yet the one who caught my heart.

I haven't been posting for ages now, so I decided to post this short story; I like it , and I think it's cute.

I have so many stories in my drafts that I really want to publish but I just can't seem to escape my writer's block .

Stay with me guys and I hope you have a great day 💜