"I am sorry I don't feel the same way about you" said Aaron, not breaking the eye contact, with a little frown. I was so used to those green eyes, that brown hair, and now all I could hear was the phrase that I had been dreading to hear. Silence surrounded us.
"B-but why?" I spoke looking down. Tears started to form in my eyes and I tried my best to hide them.
"You're just not my type you know? Sure we spend a lot of time together in school, but look at you, you're a nerd, and look at m-"
I knew what was coming next. So I ran, as fast as I could. Humiliated. Used. Weak. That's what I felt. And I sure as hell knew that revenge was the only option.
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Loving You
Teen Fiction"The only guy that deserves you is the one who thinks he doesn't."
