Her Feelings: Acacia.

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A/N: This will be written in her perspective. So will the rest of chapters in the Feelings series. This series will be shorter than other chapters.

I could help but to glance Y/N's way. She was such a silly girl but she was so sweet and warm-welcoming. It was hard to believe she was the same girl that had Jane seeing stars after the class fight.

It hurt to think of the fight. Yes, I'm unbelievably proud of Y/N for standing up for herself but I wish I hadn't been the reason why. I should be ashamed of myself but I kind of liked being someone's reason to fight so ardently.

Had it been possible, I would've kissed Y/N after the fight. I could've held Y/N tight in my arms, whispering sweet nothings in her ears, hoping they'd comfort and heal her. However, it would be wishful thinking to expect only scrutiny from our peers.

I hadn't expected it but Y/N confronted me about the rumors in regards to our close friendship. They didn't bother me at all. Of course, I couldn't let anyone on, but the rumors made me blush. I told Y/N that they didn't bother me and it would be best to just let our peers talk because forcing silence would only cause an uproar.

Telling Y/N I loved her seemed to make the situation better. Again, I should be ashamed of myself but I didn't tell her I loved her for her comfort- I did it to relieve myself of carrying that emotional burden. I was lucky enough that she didn't pick up on the real meaning behind my words.

After school, I went straight to the theatre. I went to my room and afforded myself the luxury of daydreaming. I wondered if Y/N would actually care for me as I cared for her. From our previous conversation, I thought I was laying my emotions out pretty thick.

Aside from that, I care for Y/N deeply. She's like home away from home. My arms feel heavy when I'm not holding her. Everywhere seems to be lonelier without us chatting up a storm together. I couldn't imagine not loving her.

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