this is inspired by me telling my crush i like him, in person... on my birthday.
it was really awkward, and he doesn't like me back, but it's okay because i was expecting that.
but i avoid him at all costs now, like i go the opposite way he goes, i look down when he walks past me.
it's so embarrassing, but it was the first time i'd ever told anyone i liked them. and unless you think/ know they like you, i don't suggest telling your crush you like them. it just makes me feel embarrassed and stupid for telling him.
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i quietly walked behind ethan, my palms sweating beside my side. i could tell he knew i was following him to our next class, because he kept looking over his shoulder.
luckily, our next class was a building across campus, where it would be private.
my heart rate began to pick up, maybe i shouldn't tell him. what if he is so rude, and is disgusted?
i averted my eyes to the sound of a lawn mower mowing the grass on the baseball field. the smell of cut grass filled my nose, not a smell i want to smell.
i notice that his long legs have carried him ahead of me, and i look to see a close friend of mine pointing at ethan, signaling me to tell him.
i raise my arms up, mouthing, 'i'm not going to do it," before looking at his back. a wave of, bravery overcame me, and i mentally prepared myself for what i was about to do.
"hey, ethan!" he stopped and turned around, letting me jog up to him.
"you know i like you right?" i look into his hazel eyes, seeing a sparkle in them.
his cheeks blushed, "yeah, i kind of had an idea."
"well i just wanted to, get it out there. it feels so much better now." i began to walk beside him, cursing myself for sounding so stupid.
"i'm glad you told me, because i like you too." i looked at him, but he was already looking at me. his blush became even deeper, and i loved that he was such a shy guy.
"wait, really?" i had to stop walking, processing what he was saying.
"ugh, yeah. sorry, i shouldn't have said anything." he began walking towards the building, keeping his head down.
i just told this boy i like him, and he thinks that i suddenly don't anymore?
"no! i'm really happy you do like me, i just can't believe you do." i smiled, grabbing his hand.
he looked down at it, smiling back.
"who wouldn't like a girl like you?"
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i wish this is how my situation went.
mine was so awkward, he couldn't open the fucking door, so i was standing awkwardly behind him.
and oh yeah, he doesn't like me back :/
