I was sitting in the park and I saw this really cute guy. I always come to the park, everyday. He looked at me and smiled I smiled back, feeling as if I were melting. Everyday after that he always came. We would always smile at each other and wave.
One day I worked up the courage to go to him and start a conversation. His name is Jack. It was nice, we talked as if we knew each other for a long time. After we would always say "same time tomorrow" and we would always come.
After a couple months of us talking to each other I started to grow strong feelings for him. I wanted to tell him but I didn't know how.
Jack didn't show up for a week and I was worried about him. After a week he finally showed but he didn't sit with me. Something was wrong. I smiled at him and he looked at me but didn't smile back. I went up to him and was about to say something but he just got straight up and started walking. At this point I knew something was up. I started walking with him and said "Hey, why aren't you talking to me" he stayed quite. "Hey... Hey!" I got in front of him and walked backwards. I was about to knock someone down I didn't know, so what came next felt unexpected. Jack pulled me by the waist. We were so close and I smiled and then he finally smiled but his smile turned quickly into a frown. I asked him one more time what was wrong but then he just hugged me tight. Jack whispered in my ear "my dad is watching he said he'd kill you if I kept hanging out with you... So please let me go, I'm sorry for everything". He then let me go and sadly smiled. I was shocked and quickly said "I can take care of myself" "I don't want anything to happen to you" he said I told him he can walk me home if he felt safer with that. We agreed and we sat down next to the pear and watch the sun go down.
