Crushing On Him

One: Losty Losteisten

Songs for this chapter:

Ariana Grande - Into You
Cher Lloyd - I Wish
Galantis - Runaway (U & I)

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When you have your heart beating for someone else, that's when you are in true love.
When he hurts and you scream in agony, that's when you are in true love.
When he drinks and you get drunk.

I feel and have felt these things for Damon. Watching your crush-crushing on someone else is the worst feeling that you could possibly go through.

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"Miss. Williams, may you repeat what I just said?" Miss. Smith requests with daggers at me, all I do is stand in silence while the whole class giggles. "Speechless, are we?" She smiles, bluntly.

I've got absolutely no idea about what she told. Way to go, Grace!

"Medieval Europe" Damon says. I turn my face towards Damon in sheer terror.

"Are you, Miss. Williams?" Miss. Smith questions him and the whole class bursts into a laugh, again.

He mutters an apology.

"Saved you as always Gracie!" Damon whispers and I roll my eyes at him.

As soon as the bell rings, Damon and I head towards the door but I am ambushed by two girls.

"In a hurry, harlot?" They bark in unison.
I simply show them 'the finger' and walk past them. Actions speak louder that words.

Tris and Nori have some grudge against me or something. They used to be my friends before Damon and I became one. Things changed.

"You see, Gracie-Who-Goes-To-Macys! That is how you control your temper Gracie." Damon applauds softly at my act.

"I see Damon, I see" I bump into his shoulder playfully.

"Hey Gracie. I've got a soccer match in three days, you know that, right?" He cocks his brow at me.

"Is it? I might not be able to make it because I gotta work at the-"

"I don't care!" He covers his ears, "I want you there, cheering for me while I catch a few eyes." He wiggles, I groan in agreement even-though, I may have to request Felicia to cover my shift.

Before he walks away for practice he tells me that he would come to pick me up from the library around five-twenty. And yes, he got a 'yes!' from me when he told me that we are gonna have cupcakes. You know, having a cupcake for me is almost like having sex, I read it on Twitter, and I eat a lot of them. Might as well call me a cupcake-whore!

My thoughts slip away by the sound from my phone.
It's a message from mom.

Mom: Honey! I'll be working till seven today. I talked with Damon, he's okay with. DEADLINE: eight o'clock!
LOL

Okay! One more thing. My mom is one of those moms who think that LOL means 'Lots-Of-Love'. Laugh all you want!

Seeing Damon while he warms up is my guilty-pleasure. I remember once how he was warming up before he was about to play and he took his shirt off and I wasn't able to breathe in-front of a six-pack abs. But that wasn't the part where I died, after that he came towards me and said 'you likey?', that's where I died, not cause of what he said to me because he wasn't. There was this other girl sitting behind me, that's who he was asking from.