•Jaztine•
I woke up late, not wanting to go to school cause I was still pissed because of my shit, my head and gave hitting because of the what I've done the night before.
Took a shower, taking so long, just thinking of everything.
I realized that people are right when they said that you'd never know a person's worth till they're gone.
I really love her. And she means so much to me. I just really didn't know what to do.
I hurried out of the shower, got dressed and grabbed food, just as the service arrived.
Listened to music on shuffle, and what the fuck, all of the songs that played were sad or were about love.
I changed and set it to a playlist forcing myself to sleep so I wouldn't cry anymore.
***
Got to school, hid my phone, and went upstairs. I was in a bad mood, not bothering to talk to anyone, and nobody talked to me either.
Classes came and went, while I tried sleeping or distracting myself so I won't cry or get sad.
Snacks came, and I decided that it was time I talked to her in person already.
I ran to her classroom, but she wasn't there. I checked the bathrooms, and both cafeterias, but she wasn't there either. She must be avoiding me then...
S'okay, people should really avoid a guy like me.
I was on my way back to the classroom, annoyed and sad, when I saw her going down the stairs.
Everything seemed to slow down, and I ran towards her, but Leeroi and Ron blocked me.
They didn't want me to go near her. Fuck them...
If they won't move I'd beat them up.
The two still didn't budge, so I guess I'd just have to say what I want to already.
"Best, can I talk to you?" I kinda yelled.
"Leave her alone." Ron and Leeroi said.
As if. Not like I'd go just because they said so. Fuck the two.
I really wanted to talk to her, and tried convincing her, following them to the cafeteria.
I knew she was annoyed, so I just walked away, pissed at myself.
I headed to the bathroom, kicked and punched the stalls.
I stopped, knowing she'd be upset if she found out, and I didn't want to hurt myself anymore. But my hand was already starting to swell again...
Went back to class and spent my time annoying people. Poor people, I tend to bully people when I'm sad and make them cry so I won't.
I tried to sleep again, but I just can't.
Everything sucked.
I know now that she's everything to me, and that I really love her. I'm so mad at myself for all the stupid shit I've done to her.
***
Finally, we were dismissed, and I went home immediately, texting her as her training finished.
Me: Hi best
Best: Hii
I knew she didn't really want to talk to me, but I tried anyway, and talked about random things until I finally got the courage to ask again.
Me: Will you be my girlfriend?
Third time, dude. Fuck myself, I suck so much.
I didn't know how to ask, but I really wanted to be hers now, and I was definitely fucking sure about it.
Best: Again, then it'd end bad.
Me: Please, I'm serious.
What could I do to convince her?
The conversation went on, and she seemed to be avoiding the topic.
I insisted on making her agree already, cause I didn't want to waste any more time.
Finally, she agreed.
***
I got home, danced and felt really glad, even though she already fell asleep.
We were together again, officially!
And I was sure it wouldn't end anymore because I really loved her so much.
I couldn't really put it into words, but I was sure of how I felt now, and I knew I needed her.
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A/N: Hi guys! Sorry for not posting for sooo long. I just had to sort things out with school, but I promise to post at least 5 times a week regularly from now on.
What do you think? I know it's just a short POV from him, but it means a lot, at least you get to see his side of the story, and these things would be really important later on.
Hope you haven't given up on the story yet!
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