Dear Diary

Day 7

Dear Diary,

It's been a week since I decided to start writing in this journal. Well, anyways, here is what happened today.

I walked into the hallway of my school. I walked to my locker and heard a serious conversation a little farther down the hall.

"What? You're breaking up with me?" She questioned.

"Yeah." His beautiful, raspy voice spoke. I turned around to glance at him. He was rubbing the back of his neck.

"Okay. Whatever. You're probably gay like that guy you were with the other day." She hissed at him, talking about me.

His fists clenched and his jaw tightened.

"No I'm not. I just don't have feelings for you." He said.

"Keep telling yourself that." She huffed, crossing her arms over her chest.

"I'm not-" Harry started.

"I see the way you look at him. You don't have to hide it anymore." She hissed, saying the last sentence quieter. The way she was speaking to him made me want to go up to her and beat the living shit out of her, but I'd never do that because of the type of person I am..

"Bye, Harry." She said, turning around.

I closed my locker and walked past Harry, my head hanging low so he won't see me.

But, clumsy me. As Harry turned around, I bumped into his hard chest and fell to the floor on my bum, landing with an 'omph'.

"Louis. You okay? I'm sorry." He said, bending down to pick up my books.

"I'm clumsy." I muttered. Getting up and taking my books and bag from Harry's hands, rushing to my class.

I left him there speechless.

I don't know what to think of today. I was bombarded with him speaking to me. I'm in way over my head...

-Louis T.