My Stupid Little Life

Chapter 3 : Pushy Boy.

Hey guyssss!!!

Sorry about the short chapters and all.... I use my phone okay?!?!?! Hehehehe. Thanks for actually reading this far. I appreciate at. :))

Now onto chapter 5!!!!!

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Timm's POV

I just stand there, staring into her eyes, looking for a sign to show what she was thinking until she start laughing awkwardly.

"Haha. Nice one!"

"What?" I started getting confused as to what she was saying.

"Y-you're not joking?"

"Umm..What?"

"....Do you really think that you can just ignore me for four years and expect me to just fall in love with you after you make up some cheesy speech?! You think you can bully me, pull pranks on me and expect me to still like you?! I like you but not that way. Not even as a best friend anymore."

"What are you trying to say?"

"I'm sick of it, Timm. I am sick and tired to your bullshit. Did you think that I fucking liked it when you did those shitty things to me?! I DIDN'T!! Seriously! Who would want to live like that?!"

"Look, I'm sorry okay?"

"No! Not okay! I already had to deal with my dad's bullshit and then you had to give me even more bullshit to deal with! You knew very well that my dad started acting crazy after my mum died! Why did you have to do that?!"

"I completely forgot."

"Oh. Hooraaaay. Timm has forgotten lets just forgive him! Right?!...Of course not! That doesn't give you a fucking valid excuse to do that to me!" I just watched her as tears were forming in her eyes.

"I've got to go." She said and I just stood there as her figure disappeared in the darkness.

What have I done?

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It's been a week since that shit happened.

I was walking to school, hoping to find Mickaella walking the same route she normally did. The sweet misunderstood brunette wasn't there. I liked the way that her beautiful long hair reached up to her waist and the way that they were just a bit lighter-colored than mine. The way that her pretty hazel eyes would sparkle whenever something good would happen to her. I loved her. I've loved her ever since I've met her. I just grew distant and started calling her by her full name just because I was scared. I was scared to damage our friendship. I just didn't know I was already doing it. I never meant to be a douche. I just had to do that because the popular people told me to. They said that it would be cool so I did it. I never once thought about her feelings. I never knew that I didn't have to be all that special. I just had to be that friend she had five years ago.

I was snapped out of my trance when my phone rang. It was one of my other friends, Brandon.

"Hey, Timm!"

"Hey. What's up?"

"You're the best friend of Mickaella, right?"

Here we go again. I am just another guy who likes her among a lot of the other guys at school. She is just to fucking perfect not to love.

"Yah."

"I think I'm gonna ask her out. Any tips?"

I was completely speechless. I loved her. I couldn't just give her away but I had to because she didn't love me back.