I "Had" A Crush On You

PREFACE

"Hey," I said.

"Yes?" he raised his eyebrows but formally greeted me.

"No-nothing. I just wanted to know if you could help with a question-on." 'Mia?!  You can do this. Don't stutter. Don't let him affect you.' I scolded myself.

"Um, sure." It was all he replied. His face held a neutral expression. I don't know why he was like this. Normally, guys would be all drooling over me. Well, not normally but recently this has been the case. But this guy didn't even seem to care. He didn't have any smile on his face. I didn't matter for him. But he did. So I simply blurted out quickly, "friends?"

"Um, okay. Friends." now he smiled. Oh god! I couldn't help but smile back.

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Okay. So, guys, I know its all confusing right now. So let's rewind a little...

I am a fifteen-year-old girl, from Washington. I had never believed in the thing called love, honestly, it never mattered to me if somebody would ever love me or not. Cmon man, it annoying to remember your every anniversary, be sweet to your partner, do sweet things for him, whatever more stuff girlfriends do. Just have a look around the world. There are so many charming guys around. Some are handsome, some have manners, some have beautiful eyes, some have perfect lips. In short no one is perfect. Moreover, I am not that stupid to forget my future dreams for someone I love, only I if ever will love. Ever since I learned what hormones are capable of, all I could see was the guys around me, who would always end up liking me or getting crazy for me. Yup, that's what exactly happens when puberty hits. No, I don't mean I am some miss universe or something, nor do I want to brag about myself. But the certain element called love, well don't get me rude, but it's useless for me.
That was me, not before a long time but just a few months back.

Now here I'm, sitting in front of him, feeling like I will never be able to take my eyes off him.

This might not have been the situation if I would have decided to stay back home. Yes... I hate to mingle with people, since the last time I connected, I was hurt. I guess everybody has their own weaknesses, but also the strength to get over it.

Honestly, love had always been a misery for me. I never really understood why it was so important. Until now.

I have had many crushes earlier, but this was something different, something I never felt before. No, don't ask me how it happened. Don't ask me why. Don't ask me when. It just happened like that. I had no control over it. He simply attracts me towards him. I can't leave, no matter how much I wanted to at first. 

Somehow now that I'm looking into his mysterious eyes I'm far from regretting his influence on me. I want to know him little by little every day. You know what? I think I am in love.

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Let me start from the first when it all began. The time when I felt for the first time what love was. The time that changed me into the person I am now. Here we begin.