Thomas Jefferson is a very popular boy, handsome and elegant. He doesn't really like going out, but his friend Maria asks him to take her to the Polymanga (in Switzerland) that he accepts.
He didn't know he would meet a boy who will forever change...
During all the trip, we didn't say a word. When I try to talk to him, he walks away from me or he give me a bad looks .
So I decide not to say anything until we're at our dormitory.
Arrived inside, James puts down his bag and he sits on the sofa and takes his phone. I decide which to enjoy to talk to him.
"Eh..James, can we talk?" I ask fearfully. He gives me a dark look and sighs.
"What do you want to talk to me about?" He asks annoyed.
"I wanted to know if you forgive me for what I did .... yesterday?" I ask awkwardly. He gets up and walks towards me.
"Don't you remember?" He asks. I look at him confused.
"I told you that if you pretended you had feelings for me you were dead. Well for me you're dead." He says in a cold voice. It's words hurt me. He can't think the words he just said, right? I move towards him.
"James, I'm so sorry..." He gives me a punch in the face. I fall to the ground.
"Don't ever happen to approach me! I will not hesitate to do it again! "I start crying. I hear him sigh.
"Ok ... maybe I went a little too far." I hear him say. I can't stop crying. I don't cry because he hit me, but these are his words. For James, I'm dead and this action shows me he doesnt love me anymore.
Why do I still have to show him how weak I am? I only cry in front of him.
"I ... I'm sorry Thomas for hitting you." he said hesitantly.
"Try to understand me, Thomas. You must always have good excuses that explain your actions. I got fed up." He says. I stop crying and get up, but I do not face his face, I look at the floor. He lets out a long sigh and goes away taking his phone to go to his room.
I leave the dormitory. I didn't tell him anything, because he has nothing to do with me now. I go out to get some fresh air. Walking, I see people looking at me strangely, I ignore them. And continuing to walk, I see the flower shop where I bought all the flowers for James.
I decide to go there. Their flowers are beautiful. There are: Acacias, Roses, tulips, cactus and many other flowers whose name I don't know.
I approach the seller and describes the bouquet that I want. The saleswoman made me a mixture of several flowers. She told me their name and their definitions since I'm bad in flowers.
Flowers:
Hedgerose: I will always love you!
Daffodil: I miss you too much.
Lilac purple: My heart belongs to you.
Lily: My feelings are pure
Eyelet: My love is sincere and ardent.
I smile at him and give him the money and I write the definitions on a paper and put it on the bouquet. Before I can leave, the salesgirl tells me something.
"Sir, are you all right, because you have bruises on your cheek?" She asks. I nod, give him a smile and leave the shop.
During the return trip, I keep thinking about James. Since last night, He really changed. And today, he slapped me. I do not want him to accept my apology because I gave him flowers. But at least he should take them.
When I arrive, I see him smile. I close the door softly and see that he's looking at a picture of him, Aaron and me together. On the photo, we are happy.
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
And now because of me...
"Jemmy?" He jumps up and turns around and gives me a dark look.
"What are you..." I handed him my bouquet of flowers before he had time to finish his sentence. I didn't want to see her face, but I decided to do it, anyway.
His eyes became softer. He is amazed, adorable, beautiful, fascinated and has many positive emotions. I have never seen it like that. He takes the bouquet of flowers. He takes the bouquet of flowers. And he looks at me with innocent puppy dogs eyes that make me blush.
"You...you bought me...that?" He asks, his voice is too cute. How does he become so cute without knowing it? I nod him.
"I'm really sorry for all the problems I've caused you. You do not have to forgive me, but I want you to know that my feelings for you are sincere and that you will always stay in my heart." I say. I go to my room and sit on my bed thinking about the time I ruined everything and the times it could have worked with James.
I get up and take cream to heal my bruise and makeup to hide it. I help myself with a mirror that I have. When I finish, I hear a noise.
