THE IMAGINE OF DADA

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Ugly Boy P.O.V (Point Of View)

    I woke up and glanced at the alarm clock. Always ruining my dreams. I layed on the bed and watched the ceiling. How I wish dreams were real. I relaxed and tried to replay my dream. Me and Daniel. My bestfriend. I sighed. I liked him. A lot. Too much; but I'm sure he is not into those relationships. The alarm beeped again and I got up and threw it. I quickly got ready and went to his house. We went to the same school therefore we walked together. 

"Hey Daniel" he said with a smile. I looked at him and his smile. I could never resist it.

"Hello, let's go." I said not wanting to be late to school. Along the way he talked and I just stared at him; at his face, at him. As he spoke his skin would light up with joy. I kept glancing at him. One day he will know. Will that ruin our friendship? I don't know. I just don't. I had liked Daniel ever since I met him. Since elementary when I talked to him. I sighed and looked away.

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⏰ Last updated: Apr 26, 2014 ⏰

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