A sad love story

The begining

I was alone in this lonely world. My heart was broken in two. All I felt was pain, I couldn't go outside anymore. The anxiety and depression took over me. I was locked in a small black box. With only my thoughts. I gave up on life at this point,school was useless to me. I didn't care anymore I have reached the lowest. Or so I thought.

It was near the end of the school year. I joined flag football and, this really nice guy was on the team as well. We started to talk and soon we became friends. Talking to him made me feel calm. I didn't know it at the time but, I would soon fall for him. Since the school year was coming to a end, there was a dance coming up. I didn't have a date to the dance... I never do but, deep down I wished that he would ask me. As the days pass by I grow more and, more excited. The night before I had my dress laid out and, my hair style was perfect. The day at school was slow. Half of it I wasn't paying attention I didn't care much. The bell for school to be over went off.
"Grace are you excited for the dance?"
I was kinda. I don't go out much but, I love dancing.
"Ya I guess"
I said getting my bag and starting to walk away.
"See you there!"
My friend yells at me.
"Ya sure."
I say back putting my headphones in. Should I really go? The thought goes through my head. Well... I never go out and I really should. I started getting ready. I'm to ugly I shouldn't go. I say to myself in the mirror. What's the point? I say opening the front door. Forcing myself I started walking to the school for the dance. Once I walked in and paid my friends pulled me to the dance floor. I wanted to leave. But they wouldn't let go.
"I should just leave"
I say pulling away.
"No Grace you have to stay! Please just for an hour."
My friend says holding my hand. I guess I owe her this. I never go anywhere and, besides it's just an hour. I'll just sit down for the hour.
"Okay I'll stay but, only for a hour!"
My friends jump in joy. I stand there with no emotions.

After 20 minutes I try to sneak out. I start walking to the front doors when I see him. My heart started beating faster.
"Oh hey Grace! Where are you going?"
He says to me.
"Oh umm.. I was just going home"
He looked confused.
"What why?"
I sigh.
"I don't know it's just boring"
He smiles and grabs my hand.
"Come on stay, you can dance with me."
His hand was soft. And his smile was amazing. Butterflies formed in my stomach. Next thing I knew I was back on the dance floor. He started dancing really weird.
"Come on dance! I'm not good at dancing but I'm still dancing. It's fun"
I laughed and joined him. After a few minutes I came into realization... I'm laughing and... smiling. Am I actually having fun? I haven't smiled or laughed in a long time. All of a sudden the music slowed down.
"Looks like it's a slow dance song. Will you like to dance with me?"
He said putting his hand out.
"I would love to."
I say smiling grabbing his hand. He then put my hands on his shoulders and his on my waist. Once we started dancing it was like, everyone else vanished. It was just him and I. I felt free like I wasn't trapped anymore. When I looked into his eyes I saw love. Every moment that went by I fell more and, more in love with him. It was like my depression and anxiety disappeared. I broke free finally. As we were talking about life he stopped. He looked down.
"Is something wrong?"
I asked worried.
"No I just wanna tell you something but, I'm scared."
"Look  it's okay. You can tell me anything I won't judge you."
He took a breath in.
"Grace I like you."
My face went red. My head goes into his shoulder.
"Did I say something wrong? I'm sorry"
He says with worry in his voice. I lift my head, thinking thank god it's dark Or, he would see me blushing.
"No it's just... I like you as well."
He pulled me closer and all I could do was smile. The time seemed to pass so fast because, before I knew it the dance was over.
"Oh hey can I have your number?"
I ask handing him my phone.
"Ya sure"
He replied typing in his number. We smile and walk away. As I was walking home I get a text.
*I had so much fun tonight*
He texted me. I smiled and texted back.
*so did I, I wish I never had to end*
I thought that it was to cheesy. I wanted to delete it but I couldn't.
*So do I😁*
I sigh in relief. Thank god he didn't find it cringy.