You dismiss the initial twinges of magnetism towards him as the object of hormonal desire. Scientifically you acquiesce, its natural, nothing special. Pay not any attention, it won't last long.
The classes you share with him don't help the situation. Its like your eyes have a brain of their own. They follow him with the seriousness of a revenge seeking assassin. Its embarrassing enough as it is but you know what's worse? You just can't seem to stop yourself. Slowly he's influencing your decisions, even your brain deciding to abandon caution, begins to devise ways to keep him closer. To know more about him.
None too soon, you collide with him in the halls one time. Inevitable with the way you keep tailing him unconsciously. He gives you a smile, and hands you your fallen books and you see red. Before you know it mean words tumble out of you mouth and you walk away. Hating him for being nice to you. Hating the words you said to him but most of all hating yourself for liking him only more. If only he was mean to you too. Then you would probably have never liked in the first place. But you doubt you could have helped it even if he really was an asshole. You were a gonner the minute you saw him rescue that abandoned kitten.
It might take a while, but trust me, don't live in denial. You might regret you never tried. If only you had tried.
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crush diaries
Teen FictionWhen your mind is full of the thoughts about this one guy you can't get your mind off....pick up a pen and start writing. trust me, it feels better. a compilation of diary entries about crushes. I wanted to try something a little mushy so I thought...
