Don't Cry ➳ a.i

[twelve]

I called Ashton and asked him to come over after school the next day. I had taken the bus home, because Ashton had to run some errands, and I wasn't up for doing them. He came over around 7:00 pm, and I sat him down in the living room of my basement-apartment.

I turned off the tv.

"Woah, I was watching that." Ashton said.

"I need to talk to you about something." I said.

I was really scared to talk about this. What if he didn't feel the same way? What then?

"So, I want to talk about the kiss the other night." I said.

Ashton nodded, and I continued. "Well, I kind of felt something... I liked you a while ago, and I kind of stopped thinking about it once we became closer friends. But when you kissed me the other day, I got those feelings back. I guess... I guess I'm just wondering if you felt anything?"

"Oh, Taylor. Uh... Um... I don't know what to tell you, or how to put this. I just thought of it as a friendly thing... I didn't... I didn't really think you'd feel anything, because I didn't. I'm sorry."

I nodded. That really hurt. To know that the person I liked didn't like me back. I didn't know what to do or say. I got that frozen feeling again. I just stared into space until Ashton's phone broke the silence. He examined his phone.

"I have band practice tonight. I have to go... I'm sorry."

And then he left.