"You're alone, nobody wants you, nobody will ever want you" they always told me that. By they I mean the people around me.. The people I cared about. For the longest time I thought it was true. It was true until the day I met him.
It was a beautiful summer day.. Sixty-seven degrees. Everyone in town was wearing tank tops and shorts, everyone except him. When I first saw him all I could think was "is he fucking insane?"
I was at the mall, with my one and only friend, Skye. She was the only person I felt I could trust. Now don't ask me why we were at the mall, probably jus for the air conditioning. We jus sat down at a table in the food court. Enjoying our Pink lemonade freezes from Taco Bell. That's when I noticed him watching me.
I didn't tell Skye that I saw him I jus kept looking at him, I felt an instant connection, one I couldn't ignore. I felt scared. Scared that if I looked away he'd disappear, scared I'd never see him again. Boy was I wrong.
