Putting on the biggest baggy shirt I had and shorts. Jumped on my bed. Turn on the music and I grabbed my phone. Text message: hey. Today was great, wasn't it? Loved spending time with you. Can't wait to do it again. Butterflies. Did he want to hang out with me again? I couldn't believe it. He was the guy everyone wanted the guy everyone begs for. And he wants to get to know me.
Then I stopped myself. He's the football captain. He could be playing you. There was no way he could like me. I texted him back anyway.
We talked for hours. days. months. I was getting myself into a deeper hole. I was feeling something I never felt before. It was scary but wonderful. I remember he would try to meet me between classes. I remember him being late a few times just to talk to me.
"You're crazy. Your history teacher going to kill you again for being late."
"Oh well, I could care less. As long as I can talk to you. It's worth it"
These little things made me happy. Like a little girl and her favorite doll. We would FaceTime till late talking about the future. Talking about how one day he's gonna be an inventor. How one day I was going to be a doctor. I lost sleep just to talk to him. But it was worth it.
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Shattered
RomanceJillian has had quite a stressful life. Her mother's passing, her father, not being there when she needed him most. Forces her to become this strong-willed, independent woman. She was always having a plan until she bumps into Xavier. But despite all...
