1001 Love Stories Darker

Them(71)

"Hi." I looked up at the stunning blonde jock. Handsome, fit, smile like those of gods, wide hands any girl would love to have around them.

"Uh, can I help you?" I ask and he only smiles a little more.

"Actually." He pauses for a moment before sighing and taking a seat next to me.

"I'm trying to phrase 'I saw you, and every moment of the rest of our lives flashed before my eyes. From our first date, to our kids graduation, and every smile, every laugh, every kiss, every fight, every make up. Every moment.' Without sounding like a creep. But for the life of me. Out of everything I saw, it wasn't what I said to make you give me the time of day." He says and for only a moment my heart fluttered.

But only for a moment as who I was came crashing down on me.

"I'm sorry. I have to go." I say and he only looks as though I denied his plea for food for his starving family.

"No wait, I can do better, please, I can't let you walk away again." He says sounding desperate.

"Leave me alone asshole." I say and he grabs my hand.

"This is so creepy, I get it. If I saw a girl being hounded like this by a guy then I would probably beat him up. But you have under;" I instantly snatch my hand back.

That word 'girl' I instantly feel tears trailing down my face and he looks instantly remorseful.

"I'm sorry." He whispers and I turn to leave again only to feel him grab me.

"But I feel like if I let you leave then I'll be letting go of my one true happiness." He says and I just stand there.

"You wouldn't, not if you knew." I whisper and steps closer.

"Try me." He says and I turn to face him looking down in my beautiful sundress.

"I'm a guy." I whisper it still hurting to say so.

No matter how I felt, no matter what I said. I'd always be only what was on the outside.

He only stays silent for a moment before placing a hand on my cheek.

"Then why do you sound so hurt saying it." He says and I look up at him. His blue eyes holding some emotion I wasn't used to seeing.

Something comforting and yet damaging.

Yet only to the walls I built up.

"I;" I stammer out not being able to find the right words.

"Screw what's on your birth certificate, screw what's under that adorable dress, screw what everyone's told you and what they forced you to believe. What are you?" He asks and my heart instantly skips.

"Both; neither." I say and he chuckles.

"Ok so you're a beautiful person who deserves to be addressed as they/them." He says and I feel my heart flutter.

This was the first time. What I wanted to be was said. By someone else besides me.

"Well non-binary person sitting at the park. Can we go get coffee and talk about why we're definitely not naming our third child Cecilia." He says with a sweet chuckle and at that moment. I knew I'd love him for the rest of my life.

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Daniel's POV

"Daniel is everything ok." My mom asks and I take a deep breath.

"Mom, we need to have a talk." I say and she looks slightly concerned and I take a deep breath before sitting across from her on the couch.

"I'm seeing someone, and I don't really get love at first sight and I'm sure I was just too stupid to realize it but these last few weeks were amazing and I feel like I've always I loved them, because if not then I don't know how else to describe someone who I truly feel deep happiness in my bones just from getting a text or a call. I love everything about their voice, and their face, and their eyes. I truly want to spend the rest of my life with them and their coming over and I don't want you to ruin it for me." I say and she looks at me.