Why

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A/n sorry this took so long there here is a list of reasons why:
1.every time I would try to write I would get interrupted
2. I had my cast of my ankle so I was speed re-learning to walk with the crutches to get ready for the start of school.
3. And then of course school started and they drowned me in work and tests.
4. I made a couple realisation about myself which caused me to snap and have a mental breakdown
5. During my breakdown I confessed to one of my best friends who I dont even like anymore and now its akward and I think I've lost him and it's all my fault.
Also I have a really short attention span so chapters are gonna be short I'll try to update once every three days maybe more depending on my schedule. If this is bad its cause I suck. Thanks for reading
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(Recap)
Why did the one time I didn't want to think of him he's suddenly everywhere?
My name is Matsukawa Issei and I am hopelessly in love with my best friend.(Recap end)

I got out of bed and took a cold shower trying to wash away the memories of that dream. How could I think those kind of things about my best friend? After what seemed like an eternity I got out of the shower and started to get ready for the day.

I begrudgingly trudged down the stairs and into the kitchen. I flopped onto a chair and groaned buring my head into my arms as I hear a muffled giggle come from my mother.

Slowly and with great effort I lift my head to look at her. She gives me a wide closed eye smile as she places a plate of waffles and a glass of juice in front of me.

She doesn't know. Nobody knows how I feel about him, least of all him.

Finishing of my waffles I grab my bag, say good bye to my mum and leave for school. It has pretty much been a normal morning except for that dream. If it hadn't been for that dream I would still be able to look him in his beautiful eyes. 'No no no no no' I thought to myself shaking my head. I can feel my face heat up just think about him as images from that dream flash through my mind. I can't think about him like that no matter how pretty his eyes are.

"Hey you good dude? Your spacing out a lot lately."

Knocked out of my thoughts by a voice speaking to me. I whip around to see him standing there.

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