the eighteen year old guy #wattys2016

eleven

i wore a burgundy plain shirt and some rolled up pants and you asked if it was picture day. i raised an eyebrow and told you no, why and you said it's because i look pretty. i felt my cheeks flaming and i mumbled a thank you and walked away to put something away. i caught you staring at me and my insides churned and i looked at your lips and noticed that they were plump and kissable.

i told my mom what you said and she said you shouldn't be saying that considering i was a minor and you were eighteen. i rolled my eyes and told her it was a compliment and that you already had a girlfriend.. sadly.

i cursed at myself for:

number one: telling her.

and number two: falling for you.