Short story.
She didn't seek romance, but he had fallen head over heels in love.
Only problem is that he was friendzoned.
He decided the only way to get her to fall in love was with his words.
Anonymously.
It starts January, the new year bringing...
This is the year I'll succeed. I'll finally get out of the friendzone, she'll finally notice me.
The clock's face lights up in red bold numbers. 11:59. One minute
I swig down the rest of what's left in the red solo cup, barring my teeth. I drown out the noise surrounding me. Mute out the pounding music and block out the flashing lights. Leaving the cup on the counter I was leaning up against I abandon the room in search of her. She still dances with grace after her second cup of beer. The red solo cup in her hand swinging to the beat.
Her hair in wild curls bounce with ease around her face. Couples pair up around the room as they see what time it is. Someone grabs her around the waist and she doesn't push him away. My jaw clenches at the sight, my hands in fists by my side, knuckles white. I'm not her boyfriend, I can't push him away unless she wants me too.
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He whispers something in her ear and she giggles, nodding her head. She wraps her arms around his neck looking towards the screen, waiting for the ball to drop.
"FIVE...FOUR...THREE...TWO...ONE!!!! HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!!!!"
Their lips meet and I turn my head not wanting to watch, it just hurts. All the couples are happy, they get their significant other and last through the holiday. She doesn't even know how I feel. But it's better this way, I'll figure it out. By Valentine's Day, we'll be together. My plan will go into motion the first day back in school.
I won't be in the friendzone for a fourth year. That is my New Year's goal. Get the girl I fell in love with to love me back.
