today you came into class late. when i looked at your face it seemed to be red, as if you've been crying. you made eye contact with me giving me a small smile but then going to sit in the back of the room again.
you don't hang out with your friends anymore, what's there names? luke, calum, and ashton. they seem to miss you. why do you keep pushing them away? why were you crying? do you like me the way i like you?
all these questions i have that i know will never be answered because you will only be the kid in the back of the room to me.
YOU ARE READING
Beside you// Michael Clifford
FanfictionA story in which a girl writes letters about boy in the back of the room. *no capitals for a reason*
