I Cant Love, It Isnt me

¶Three¶

She looked at me weird. We had a pop quiz and I was so spacey, I was the last one done.

The bell rang for lunch. I didn't feel like eating. I dropped my stuff off and went outside.

I sat on the bleachers by the football field, where nobody could see me.

I called my mom.
"Hey sweetheart" she said.

"Hey momma"

"What did you need?" She asked.

"I just wanted to talk" I said.

"Oh. I'm busy with officials right now." She said before hanging up.

"Always are" I mumbled.

I sat there checking twitter,Facebook, snapchat etc.

"Found you" Derek said.

"Wasn't necessarily hiding" I said. "Just thinking"

He nodded and sat down on the bleacher below me.
"What up with you" he asked.

"Nothing. Just have a lot on my mind." I said.

He sighed.
"Cut the bullshit. Tell me what's wrong" he said.

I looked at him.
"Tell me what Veronica said today in PE" I said.

He laughed.
"Really? Thats it"

I nodded.
"Some of it" I shrugged.

"She said that you like me. And that you we're scared to ask me out." He said. "I already knew that."

I sighed.
"Oh my goodness" I put my head in my hands.

"I like you too" he said. I smiled. "But I won't ask you out"

I raised my head. I can't even be mad. I'm the same way. I like you but won't ask you out

I nodded. He looked at me. I got up.
"I have some stuff to do" I said.

He stood up and grabbed my hips. He closed the space between us. Our lips moved in sync.

I pulled away and walked down the stairs.
Derek's pov
I watched her leave. Her hips swaying side to side.

I saw her wipe her eyes. She was crying.

I didn't wanna hurt her. I'm going to ask her out at my party tomorrow. I saw her go up to Veronica and yell at her.
Aaliyahs pov
"That wasn't something YOU got to tell him!" I yelled at veronica.

"So you we're just going to stand by and watch him! With other girls! " she yelled back.

"Yes. I was going to get over to stupid crush!" I said.

"You're crying over him!" She said. "You like him a lot! You'd never get over it!"

People were staring as they walked past. Good thing we were outside.

My arm was grabbed and I was turned around. Derek pulled me into a hug. I cried on his chest.

I didn't know what exactly I was crying over. My dad, life, Derek, the fact that I'm nothing.

He rubbed my back.
"You got her" Veronica asked.

"Yep. Tell the teachers we went out." He said. He twirled my hair. "Come on. Lets get out of here"

I shook my head.
"Not a question. Come on" he said.

He lifted my head. I wiped my face. I had mascara on my hands. Derek laughed.