how you get the girl ; afi

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HOW YOU GET THE GIRL 0.5

age: 15

⠀"okay, class, make sure you all finish of reading To Kill A Mockingbird by the end of the week! then we can start on planning your essays about the historical context of it." reminded Mr Hall, the English teacher, as everyone packed away and the bell went.

as I left the classroom I noticed Ashton walking down the corridor through the crowd. I was just about to call over to him, when I saw he was walking hand in hand with Natasha Browning; again.

I shrunk back against the wall, standing paralyzed as they walked past. it seemed like a cruel joke as I watched then kiss as they walked by me. a tear threatened to spill out of my eye as I snapped back to reality and headed off in the opposite direction, storming down the hallway and clutching my bag so tight my hands felt numb.

⠀"hey, hey, hey!" said a voice as someone halted me by holding my shoulders and steadying me. "where are you going?" asked Daniel Harland, trying to look me in the eyes. "what's wrong?"

⠀"nothing, Daniel." I brushed off, wiping my eyes.

⠀"is it you-know-who?" he asked.

⠀"he's not the Dark Lord, Voldemort, you know." I laughed lightly, giving him a meek smile.

Daniel took my hand carefully and led me out into the school grounds and out to the football pitch. we climbed up the empty bleachers and sat down at the very back, looking out over the empty field.

⠀"maybe you should, you know, let him go." Daniel suggested, fiddling with his thumbs anxiously.

⠀"why are you so nice to me?" I blurted out.

⠀"what?"

⠀"you're mr popular, the schools star football player, all the guys want to be you and all the girls want to be with you. but you hang around me - me. I'm nobody." I muttered.

⠀"Cassie, that's not true. you're so special and beautiful," Daniel reached up, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear. "school status doesn't matter. it's all a load of bullshit, it won't matter when we leave." he smiled, tilting my chin up so I was looking at him. next thing I knew, his lips were slowly approaching mine. when they collided it sent tingles across my body, making my hair stand on end.

his lips tasted sweet, almost as if he'd been wearing some sort of strawberry lip balm. our lips moved together gently, his hand reaching up to caress my cheek softly.

but something felt wrong. it felt strange, alien even, as if this wasn't right. Daniel was an amazing guy who I'd been friends with for years now, but this kiss just didn't seem right.

I pulled my lips away abruptly, and Daniel looked at me, furrowing his eyebrows.

⠀"are you okay?" he asked.

I only nodded and forced a smile, my mind elsewhere.

⠀"I have to go." I whispered, standing up and collecting my bag.

⠀"Cassie-"

I rushed down the tiers, careful not to trip, my heart racing. my mind was replaying what had just happened; how I felt about it, and how I should have felt about it.

for the second time today I rushed down the now empty corridor, my cheeks stained with more tears.

what was wrong with me?

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HHHhh Hhhhhhgg SEXUAL FRUSTRATION

this story sucks ass I'm sorry ily