I haven't updated in forever so here ya go.
Okay so since 5th grade I have had a crush on this guy. His name in this book has been JH. JH and I used to be best friends. He was nice...and he was sweet. I liked him. He was cute. But he was also what we like to call a player. He dated many girls. And that's not a bad thing, but that's why people basically said I wasn't aloud to like him. I guess I liked him for everything but that.
One day, I decided to break up with my boyfriend of nearly 5 years for him. I don't regret that decision. Just the part where I fell for him. He and his bad boy act. He and I got along well as friends and I screwed it ip by asking for more. He broke up with me and I was crushed, I'm not going to lie. I had actually started to love him.
I told some of my friends that and they called me names like, "Whore" for liking a player. But that's not what he was to me. He was so much more.
JH and I had a fight after so because I became a bit clingy. We grew apart. Over a long period of time we ran into each other here and there. And each time we would grow apart again. But I never seemed to stop liking him. He was so amazing to me. And I didn't want to lose him; it just kind of happened.
Recently, we ran into each other again. And like any other time, we started to talk. But this time we kept talking. That is until he started to like my very attractive friend CL.
I confessed to him my crush and how long it's been. He and I talked about it. He said he thinks he likes me too. But there is only one problem. He is moving. In two months. The love of my life is moving away. That may aren't dramatic but I've been chasing him since 5th fucking grade. And for what? The fact that he may or may not have liked me?
Thanks for reading through my rant 😅
-Staphono-
