I started catching him looking at me.
He tried to act cool it front of me, but poor Aber stuttered, which made him mostly adorable, hehehe.
A lot of girls started asking if he was my boy friend, or "Is she your girlfriend?" and we replied in unison either, "NO" or "NEVER!" (so ironic.)
A lot of his friends started to tell me that he liked me. One of my friends came and told me that he told her that he liked me, another said that he called me pretty, while talking to his friend.
What got me pretty down was when a girl came up to me and said, " Sorry, I think he likes me, not you."
And yes I cried. I cried so much that my little heart grew, and my tears don't fall out often anymore.
And then came the day.
One of my friends started singing, "She has the hots for Aber, Aber has the hots for Her!" she kept chanting, and then Aber came back and say down with his lunch, and he instantly turned red, red as I was, as well.
YOU ARE READING
Had I done something different.
Teen FictionSo a lot of people ask me why. So here's the whole story. Of how I loved him. This is a story of a young girl. She finds a guy she loved. And she explains her story. I hope you like.
