Isn't love weird, it started with his smile. It was weird, all the oxygen left my chest and was replaced by butterfly's and the world slowed for just a moment. The moment he looked me in the eye and smiled. At that moment I fell, I fell hard. Every time he talked to me or sat beside me, my heart raced, my stomach fluttered, my face flushed and my anxiety calmed. He was my knight in white armor. I don't know when or how but I think he fell too. He would glance at me longer and walk beside me. We started linking arms because it was just a thing all of my friends did. But he was different, he wasn't just a friend. He was more. One day we sat beside each other I was tired so I leaned on his shoulder my friend put his arm over mine and walked away while I sat there quietly he moved his hand to mine. That was the first time he held my hand. For the first few days it was only when we were alone or if we held hands under the table but our friends started noticing. So we decided we didn't need to hide it. I held his hand every day for almost 2 weeks straight, And every time I fell deeper and deeper.
