Me, Myself And I [ Arts & Thoughts Catalogue ]

~.....~ - Part 2

I waited impatiently at my school gates, waiting for him. He said he would meet me after school. And normally by this time he's here and we walk back to our houses together. 

But today, there was no sign of him.

He hadn't answered my calls.

And now I was starting to worry about him.

"Maybe he went home alone.... I'll go and check his house.." I thought as I started to walk alone towards the bus stop a few blocks away. I never realized how lonely everything seemed without him. He was a close friend of mine. Nothing more. A very pleasant and fun guy. He rarely got absent so I haven't really walked alone when I went to school and came back home either. We've been doing this school walking thing for years. 

But in truth, since recently, I've been thinking about him a lot. But thats ridiculous. It's just a passing crush. It'll go soon.... hopefully.

"NO WAIT! STOP STOP!!!" I screamed at the yellow bus which took off down the street, packed with other  school kids. Panting I reached the empty bus stop and sat on the empty bench, the sun shining on the pavement and the shadow  of the roof of the stop shadowing me from the warm light. I let out a heavy sigh as I watched the cars go by. I missed the bus.

I heard a gasp and looked to my right, where he stood. His black  bag slung over his right shoulder and his left hand in his pocket, he stared at me with shock. With a bright smile I got up and took fast steps towards him, holding him by his shoulders I started to shake him.

"Where were you!!??? I was worried sick!I thought you ran away or did something to yourself!"

I stopped shaking him and looked at him. He just  kept staring at me, like he was shocked at how worried I was about him.

"You... you did?" his silent voice crept through his lips. 

"Of course! What else?" I smiled 

"Oh... I'm sorry.. I was.. I had some work to cover up in school. Got detention.." He looked down.

He walked behind me as I walked up to the bench and grabbed my bag.

"Well, we missed the bus. Guess we'll have to walk." I smiled.

"Okay..." he replied.

A few seconds passed by as we started to walk quietly down the road. There wasn't much cars on the road. A few people on the pavement that's it. 

"Hey.. um.. what  was it that you were gonna tell me in the morning? You said you would tell me." I looked at  him as I  kept walking. He didn't even look at me, he kept walking, suddenly taking longer strides as he started  to zig zag through the people on the pavement. I quickly quickened my pace, taking longer strides, running at times to keep up with him, even though I knew he was trying to avoid me.

"Hey! What's wrong? Tell me!" I exclaimed, mad and frustrated. He was giving me the cold shoulder and I didn't like it.

He kept walking as I kept running after him, nagging him to tell me. A few faces turned our way but I didn't care. He seemed so troubled and I badly wanted to help him out.

I finally caught up with him and grabbed onto his broad shoulder, making him turn backwards and face me, he shook me off.

"Stop it! Now!" his voice no longer soft but deep and kinds  threatening.

I took a step back and looked up at his dark eyes which seemed to shoot daggers at me.

"Okay, I'll stop if you really don't wanna tell me. But I think it's best you just let it out of your system, I won't tell anyone. You know I keep secrets." I smiled at him. He looked to the side with a sigh.

"Your the last person I want to tell this to.." he spoke silently again. I couldn't understand him. I've never seen him like this.

"Please?" I looked at him. 

"Fine, if you really want to know..." he let out a sigh and looked at me. I looked at him, expecting to hear him say that he may have gotten  into smoking or drugs, I would have shattered inside if he told me that. 

He looked down and said nothing. His black hair covering his eyes. I could see the blood rush through his fair cheeks. I waited patiently.

"I..."

"I like you.."

Silence took over afterwards. I was shocked as my jaw opened a tiny bit and I kept looking at him.

He looked back at me, his dark eyes peeking through his jet black  hair, the light pink still visible under his fair skin.

He quickly hid his face with his hand and chuckled. 

"I knew I should have just kept quiet. Now everything's awkward.." 

I softly smiled. Pulling his hand away  from his face I looked at him. He looked back at me, unsure what was going through my head, he eyed me as I leaned closer and landed a soft kiss on his right cheek.

I saw the shock in his eyes and his cheeks blush even more. I couldn't help but giggle, feeling my  own blood rush in my cheeks.

He smiled lovingly and offered me his hand. I held on to it, a few seconds we looked at each other, smiling, and we continued to walk down the street, holding hands.