My first love... this one is kinda a long story, but I'll try to simplify it as much as I can.
So for the sake of his privacy, we'll call him Joe.
When I was in middle school, I didn't know many people because all of my friends from elementary school went to the other school that was closer. Anyways, I had every class with Joe, and my locker was right next to his. And to make it better, our last names were alphabetically next to each other, so we always got to sit together. He was really funny and always knew what to say.
Anyways, a little less than half the year passed and I knew I liked him (even if he didn't get the best grades, or even if he was really messy), but I didn't know how to tell him. So... I told my best friend. We'll call her Sally. So back in sixth grade, if you told your friend you liked someone, it didn't stay a secret. So he found out, but he liked me too! We never started dating though, I think we were afraid of ruining a good friendship.
So a year passed, and in seventh grade, Sally decided she liked him. And being the dummy I am, I said she should ask him out. So she put a note in his locker, and he said yes! (After checking in with me that it was okay). They dated for a long time, and just before the end of the year, they broke up. On-field day, he asked me out. But I told him no because Sally began to cry when I told her. I apologized to both of them, and we all became good friends over the summer.
Eighth grade came and we went from having every class together, to have no classes together. It was hard only seeing him in the hallway... eventually, I stopped seeing him and got worried. Sally told me that he moved but didn't want to hurt me. So I texted him and got a long paragraph from his dad about how his grades were bad so he would be going to a different school to fix them. If he couldn't fix them, then he would have to go to military school. A month or two went by before I heard ANYTHING from him. We talked on wattpad and hangouts because he didn't have his phone. Over the summer between eighth and ninth grade, he said he loved me and I said I loved him too.
Then came the hard part. His new high school got him into some bad things (the school is known for gangs and drugs). He got into some bad drugs (not just weed) and almost overdosed. I made him promise me he would stop doing them, and even though he promised, he didn't stop.
Then at ninth grade homecoming, I invited him to my school, and he came! I hadn't seen him in over a year at that point, and it was a great night. The next day he texted me again and said how he felt about me, but he didn't ask me to put because he said I deserved better. After that, he got a girlfriend at his school (Idk if they're still together or not). And lately, I haven't talked to him. I texted him on Halloween after missing his calls, and I haven't heard anything. It worries me that something might have happened to him. :((
So yeah, if I find out what happened (hopefully I do soon) then I will add it in here. But he was my first love, and even if we're young, I know I loved him.
