The ToUcH

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I never ever considered that I was physically attracted to Diya, but whenever she hugs me, it felt different, in a good way, and I started to crave for the rare moments when she'd show any type of physical affection towards me.      

     During our sleepovers, sometimes she would accidentally cuddle me in her sleep. But instead of squirming out from under her when she threw her arm over me, I really liked it and would just pretend to be asleep so she wouldn't wake up and move.😉

After Diya's ankle healed , she was away a lot for basketball tournaments. I hated when she wasn't at school. I was bored and couldn't pay attention in class. The more I felt her growing away from me .. the more desperate I was , and we started to fight.😔





"I don't understand why you're always so busy," I whined to her one day in history class.

"I just am!" she snapped. "I have to study."

"But you always do the same . You don't even have time for me . Even when you're not studying, you're at playground, or at the boys' games.

Why can't you make time for me?"

It was rare for me to blow up at her, but I couldn't take it anymore. We were graduating soon and would be leaving for college, and I felt like she was wasting our final few months of togetherness.

Diya pursed her lips and said nothing in reply. :(

I turned back to what I was working on and let the conversation drop.

       Later that day I caught up with her after class.

"I'm sorry," I said. "I didn't mean it."

"It's OK," she shrugged. "Want a ride home?"

I nodded. I wasn't really sorry, and I knew it wasn't really okay. But I couldn't bear not speaking to her, so I decided to let it go.

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