I sigh slightly running my hand through me (h/c) hair. Its monday aka the worst day of the week. As i approch my locker i smelt a sweet smell from it. I open my locker and see an (f/c) envolop. I open the envolope and there is a note. It says:
Dear (y/n),
I'm writing this and leaving it where you'll find it. It's not that I wouldn't like you to know who your secret admirer is, it's just that I'm really, really shy. I'm also afraid that if I tell you who I am, you'll reject me or laugh at me. So for now, I'd just like to admire you from afar. Admiring you isn't hard to do. You're the most attractive (man/woman) I know and no one in (world) can hold a candle to you.
You're the bright spot in my day, (y/n). I think I could almost say that I love you. Yes! I will say it. But I'm still not brave enough to tell you. Maybe, after I've worked up the courage, I'll ask you out for a drink or a meal and get to know each other over a long, leisurely dinner. Maybe if we were sitting across the table from each other, I wouldn't be so shy and would be able to tell you how I feel. And you could tell me all about your life -- your hopes, your dreams, your goals.
If we could meet, I'd be able to tell you all the things I love about you. I love the way the light shines on your (h/c) hair and the way your clothes are always so (perfect on you). You're perfect and I'd love to be the lucky guy who wins your love. If only I had the courage to tell you how I feel.
Until then, I'll just have to stay,
Your Secret AdmirerAfter i got done reading it a blush creeped up onto my face. And i quickly looked around. I looked at my cell phone and relized i had to hurry and get to class. I put the envolope in my bag and started to run to class.
As i was running i was about to turn the corner but as i was doing so i ran into someone. I fell straight on the ground and some items including the envolope fell out of my bag. I rubbed my head groaning in pain. I couldnt open my eyes. Next thing i knew I was being picked up. Right after that i passed out
~~~~le time skipI slowley opened my eyes. I looked around slightly. I softly said " W-where am I?" I tried sitting up only to be pushed down softly. I looked at who it was only to see it was Emmet. Me and Emmet had all of our classes together. Ive always had a crush on him. I felt a blush creep upon my face once more.
"(Y/n) dont move youll hurt yourself again. We are in the nurse's."
My eyes went wide remembering all that happened. All of a sudden panic waved over me remembering the envolope escaping my bookbag.
"W-wheres my bookbag! I need it" i said quickly.Emmet got up and went iver to the side grabbing my bag and handing it to me.
i quickly rummaged through it. Once i found the (f/c) envolpe i calmed down.
"Thank goodness its still there" i sighed of relieve
Emmets head tilted slightly "What was?"
I grabbed the envolope out of my bag "This" i smiled looking at it.
Once Emmet saw the envolope his eyes went wide. He quickly tried to leave out the door but i grabbed his hand pulling him back to me.
" Emmet. Are you okay what happened-" i was cut off by lips on mine. Next thing i knrw i closed my eyes and started kissing back. I soon was pinned to the wall. About 5 minutes later we both pulled away for breath.
"I-its me (y/n)" Emmet said shyly while panting.
My eyes went wide "W-what"
Emmet sat down on the ground and put his head in his hands. I could hear him starting to cry slightly
"IT WAS ME OKAY. I LOVE YOU" he said loudlyI quickly went down and cupped his face. I quickly put my lips on him. He then put his arms around my waist pulling me closer to him and i ended up on his lap. We pulled away
"Does this mean you like me" he put his forhead on mine.
"Emmet ive had a crush on you for awhile now. I love you"
"Will you be mine then"
"Gladly" i soad as we share another kiss.
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