Angel. [Girl x Girl]

We were at the field.

Our field. The one where we first met, and shared our very first kiss.

Also where I found out that I was deeply and hopelessly in love with her.

Her.

My love. My everything.

Of course I hadn’t admitted this to her yet. I mean, how could I, we were supposed to be just friends.

Or maybe I was just forever friend zoned. I wasn’t even sure if she was into girls. We’ve kissed before yeah, and done other things, but that doesn’t mean she’s lesbian like me. She could’ve just been experimenting on me, using me as her test subject. I didn’t mind, but obviously that didn’t help my feelings for her to dissipate.

“Hey!” she exclaimed, snapping me out of my thoughts.

“Sorry I zoned out, what?” I asked her, wondering what she was saying before she tried to grab my attention.

“I said he texted me again..” she answered.

Ugh.

She was talking about him. The guy she was seeing.

I honestly can’t stand how he treats her. He treats her like utter shit, he makes her cry, and slowly but surely he’s breaking her heart. The worse part about it is that he knows exactly what he’s doing yet he continues, why? Because he’s an asshole.

She deserves so much better. She needs someone who can treat her right.

Someone like me.

I can treat her how she needs to be treated. Give her everything she needs. Everything she wants.

I can satisfy her.

I just wish to everything that was good that she could see it. That she could feel the love I had for her. That she had mutual feelings for me.

But no.

I need to stop.

“So what happened?” I asked her, after the small pause I took thinking.

“He asked me to go out with him later today..” she trailed off, looking at me.

I knew she was mentally debating whether she should or not. She had that conflicted look on her face, and she was biting her lip.

I love when she bites her lip.

It’s indescribably sexy.

Damn I had it bad for this girl.

But in all honesty I didn’t care.

“So.. did you say yes?” I asked. Gosh I sounded like a clingy girlfriend.

I wish I was her girlfriend.

“No.. I told him I was busy… with you,” she answered and I swear my heart did a flip.

I mean, it’s really no big deal to her because to her she’s just ditching that douche bag to hang out with her friend. But to me, to me it’s different. In my eyes it’s like she left him for me. She chose me over him.

Ugh, I know I shouldn’t even be thinking like this, but still. I can’t help how I feel.

I can’t help the love I have for her. It’s not like I can control my emotions, or how I feel. If I could I know for sure that I wouldn’t go to sleep every night with her on my mind, and waking up in the morning with her face as the first thing to cloud my thoughts.