Why I Liked You

Chatper 19

On Instagram, he was doing tbh's. I've liked his tbh photos before, but he's never actually given me on. I decided to like it just in case.

I continued to scroll through my feed when I get a notification saying I have a comment on my photo. My heart speeds up as I click on it.

"Tbh: your a Lizliz."

That's it? Wow, he's really creative. I reply thanks, but I still wonder why he gave me such a lame one.

It's the night before the last day of school. Tomorrow I just want to run up to him and tell him how I feel, but I know I can't do that. He would make fun of me again. Did he even like me? I mean, he never actually told me that he liked me. I have scars all over my tongue from things I wanted to say to him, but I never did.

I walk through the middle school doors for the very last time. I have this weird feeling within me. I'm actually going to miss getting up and coming to school. This is the first year that I have friends. I hope he remembers everything that's happened this year, because I know that I'll never forget.

We didn't talk to each other the whole hour. Maybe it was because we were taking a final. I wanted to leave my mark on him, but the bell rang before I could even tell him, "have a nice summer!"

Laura had a whole bunch of us over her house to celebrate the end of the year. Her mom made these amazing Oreo milkshakes and we sat around in her hot tub.

"Hey let's walk up to the park!" Ava suggested. Laura lives right by one of the elementary schools, so we said why not. While we were walking, Laura pointed at a random house.

"Hey that's where your hunk lives," she said.

"How come you never told me this before!" I exclaimed.

"I forgot I even lived by him!" She said.

My stalker mode went from zero to a
hundred real quick. Now I know where he lives. This could be dangerous.