Deirdre.
Truth was he was a sack of rocks to the gut. A bolt of lightning striking you in the head. A blow dryer falling in your bath tub. An unexpected addition to my already fucked up head.
I was suppose to have a shadow of darkness over my thoughts. I didn't want to have good feelings in. I wanted to be numb. Immune to those pathetically heartbreaking emotions.
Because I always thought in the end, good things only disappoint.
So, whenever Deirdre plugged in some flurocesnt light of good emotions, it was so beautiful. A light that was so bright that it blocked all the demons that had plagued my head.
And I let him.
He made me feel this warmth that I could only get in soaking in a hot bath.
Only it was like the warmth flooded into my heart and disfrosted it like a Christmas ham. He was worth more to me than anything else in the world.
Without him, I'm pretty sure I would've been chronically depressed.
So, watching him watching me as he walked over to the all girls side shamelessly was basically something that gave me that hot water feeling.
I ignored him as I walked into the locker room to retrieve a pencil. He just stared at the floor. I couldn't help but feel like I was floating because he walked over there. For me.
Or at least that's what I thought.
When I came back out, I walked back where I was sitting and tried to focus on the paper with my friend. But, I couldn't.
I couldn't get over what he just did. I stole glances in his direction countless times, and sometimes his eyes would be glued on to me too.
When our Taylor Swift look alike PE teacher called to order, she discussed what we were going to be doing and how.
I didn't hear half of what she said.
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When You Fall
Teen FictionThis story is all based on my true love story. The character names represent how the people end up being. The meanings are key. Salvadora gets too deep. She can't escape this feeling of disappointment, love, and need. She had gotten the attention of...
