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hey there (:
.. im back ahaha
anyways , ily & enjoy !

( tis' sokeefe btw )

<3

He tossed and turned in his silky sheets. He couldn't get her off his mind. Every word she said to him kept repeating in his mind like a broken record.

He couldn't decide if having a crush was amazing or the worst thing to ever possibly happen. Especially for a girl way out of his league.

Why'd the universe have to do this to him? What had he done wrong?

Wait.

He shouldn't be blaming this on the universe. No, it's not the world's fault at all.

It's his freakin 'fault. His damn heart. These damn feelings. His damn crave for affection and attention. His loneliness clawing at himself from the inside out. Tearing apart every inch of himself to find one person who cared. Or someone who even just showed him, in the slightest bit, that they cared.

She cared. Right? All those times she'd been there to comfort him. To talk to him. All the little moments they shared. She must've cared.

But caring for someone is different from actually having feelings for them. So, yeah, she cared. But she didn't reciprocate the way he felt about her.

She liked Fitz.

Obviously.

What was he thinking? She couldn't possibly feel the same way he did.

But what about all those little signs? The times her pupils dilated as she smiled up at him. Late night talks. Her cheeks shifting to cherry red whenever they had to hold hands. The emotions he felt her giving, gave him a vibe that she did in fact like him back. Until Fitz would walk into the room. Then it all shifted to him.

He groaned. Why did feelings have to be so confusing ?!

His thoughts kept batting back and forth; convincing him she does like him back, but then back to saying she likes Fitz.

Shit.

'Why does this all have to be so complicated?' he mentally asked himself.

Screw feelings.

He stared up at the shimmering stars through his skylight.

What if he just made a wish on one of them ?

What - no. That's childish. It's not like it'd help his dilemma at all.

Unless ...

Screw it.

He made a wish. It was short and sweet. Straight to the point. Obviously having to do with this certain girl who drove him wild.

His eyes swayed back and forth. Looking from one star to the next. His thoughts twisting wild again. Yet this time, it wasn't an intense debate. This time, he was daydreaming. Imagining all the what if's.

Maybe one day he'd have the guts to tell her straightforward how he feels. Since apparently all the signs he was giving off wasn't enough for the Queen of Obliviousness.

And so he went, back to thinking about her as he slowly drifted off into sleep. ( continuing to hate these stupid feelings he has )

sorry it was so short ):
im still working on the Tiana oneshot , dont worry <3

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