I speed walked to the gates of the school and a sigh of relief left my lips when I saw no sign of that egotistical jock.
I have never met anyone so persistent in being my friend.
He's popular, doesn't he have enough?
I took my phone out of my back pocket, but my butterfingers dropped it on the concrete floor.
"Shnitz"
I bent down and picked my phone off of the ground when a pair of athlete's shoes appeared in front of my bending-down self.
"You can't get rid of me that easy."
I straightened my position and rolled my eyes at the amused smirk playing on his face.
"What do you want?" I sighed in annoyance.
Watch, he's going to ask me that stupid question again.
"Be my friend."
Oh, he didn't ask.
He DEMANDED.
I rolled my eyes once again and said, "I already answered you many times before and it's not going to change."
I looked at his eyes as I replied back to his demand and I realized how pretty they are.
His eyes are green and gray with little specks of blue playing around it.
I could get lost in those eyes...
STOP!
"Why do you keep rejecting me? It's not like I'm asking you to marry me."
I snapped out of the mini trance his eyes gave me and shook my head.
"No matter what you say. It's still a no."
I turned around and started walking to my car when I heard faint footsteps following me.
I ignored him and opened my car door for it to shut close again when a hand pushed it back.
"Hey!" I exclaimed, once again annoyed by his presence.
He ignored my reaction and asked, "You know what I think?"
I folded my arms across my chest and replied, "What?"
"I think you're scared. You're scared to be my friend because you like me."
I scoffed at how big his head is and opened my car door again only for it to be shut closed.
Again.
"You're head is way to big for your body." I retorted.
Honestly, he's right.
No matter how much I deny it, he's right.
I am scared.
I do like him.
"You don't have to be scared you know. I mean, why do you think I'm trying so hard to be friends with you?"
I looked at the boy in front of me and I saw him smile. A genuine one at that, not those famous smirks of his.
"I like you."
His hand found its way in my hair and placed a strip of it behind my ear.
"Stop being scared and stop avoiding me. I'll be the first to say it, I like you. I always did and I think I always will. I don't want to be your friend, I want to be yours."
My lips opened to reply, but no words left my mouth as his lips crashed against mine.
"I like you too."
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i don't like this one that much cuz i didn't really do much
i just had this idea and i wanted to write it down, but i didn't describe it that well as i should've
oh well
