*Two Months Later*
*Valentines Day*Today's the day.
Today I'm going to confess to Alex.
With a note, because I'm too awkward to admit it in person. I wrote my feelings out on a yellow paper, with blue ink.
I felt the nerves building up.
Maybe I shouldn't do this..
No! I told myself. If I don't do it now I may never do it.
I reached my locker, and noticed that Laf was there waiting for me. He was the only person I told. Hercules knows about my crush, but I haven't told him that I'm confessing. And I'm definitely not telling my family, especially my dad. He would freak.
"So, it's the big day, mon ami! How do you feel?" My French friend asked.
"Like a nervous wreck."
"Don't worry, I'm sure everything will be great!" He reassured.
"Thanks Laf." I said, sending him a appreciative smile.
Just as I got my books from my locker, I saw Alexander walking over. I gripped the yellow note.
"H-hey Alex!" I said, waving to him.
"Hey Jacky!" He said, skipping towards me. I felt butterflies fill my stomach as he said my nickname.
I took a closer look at realized he was carrying something.
"What's that?" I asked, motioning towards the item.
"Oh this? Just a bouquet for Eliza! I learned that orchids are her favorite flower!"
I felt my throat close up. "O-oh! For Eliza?"
"Yeah! I'm confessing to her, and asking her out today! Didn't I tell you?" He asked, tilting his head slightly.
It felt like I was being strangled. I wanted to say something but it was like I was deprived of oxygen.
"John? You okay?" He asked me, looking concerned at my loss of words.
"Y-yeah. I'm fine." I said, forcing a fake smile. My southern accent came out a little, like it usually does when I have 'strong' emotions.
"Oh there's Eliza! Wish me luck!" He said, winking at me before walking away.
I stood there, paralyzed, as he walked towards the sister, and started talking to her. I watched as she excitedly jumped up and down, nodding multiple times. I watched the word "yes" come from her mouth.
I could feel my heart shattering.
My vision went blurry.
I felt a hand on my shoulder for support.
I look down at the yellow note in my hands. I watched as a tear dropped down from my face, and slid down the paper.
I took the cursed paper and crumpled it between my hands. I watched myself drop it.
As it slowly fell to the ground, I turned away, and ran to the nearest bathroom.
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Unrequited Love ~Lams~
FanfictionI wish he'd look at me the way he looks at her. Tw: selfharm, abuse, suicide, swearing, etc.