The Boy

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First of all I would like to point out that not all of the parts of this story are true. I will not be using real names so I want you to be okay with that. Certain people will know who or what I'm talking about and I hope those people don't comment the real names.
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I see him. It's a normal day. I wave and he waves. I feel no connection. But everything changes that afternoon. I don't know why; I don't know how, but everything from that day changed in just an hour.

Band. He helps me learn the song. Our hands touch. I feel something. Something different, weird even. I look at him then quickly look away. My hand jerks away from the paper. He seems surprised at this sudden movement. I laugh and my teacher glares at me. I stay silent. It's after school yet I still get scared of her.

I wait for my mom and I wonder what the feeling I felt was. I ask my friends what it was and describe it them. I get a one word answer from all of them.

Love.

I can't help but think this through but it seems to make sense to me. I laugh to myself and my mom pulls up. I say bye and I'm silent, thinking, all the way back home. What do I do now?

His POV

She's cute I must admit, but she's a year younger than me. I know we are friends and that's all. Although during band practice... I felt a spark. Our hands touched and it felt... magical. She looked at me then I looked at her. I was hoping she'd hold her hand there but she moved so fast, it was almost like she hated me. I overheard her talking about it though. The only answer I heard was love. Does that mean she loves me. I flip my black hair out of my eyes as I walk home.

When I get home I think about what happened. Does she love me? Do her friends think she loves me? Whatever happens I can't, under any circumstances, tell her I like her.
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There were a lot of things that were not true so please don't hate on me for lying. I know it wasn't true because the truth is sad. I'm telling the truth with some extra. Please no hate because my life is sad and I want to make a story that's not entirely true but close enough.

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