Your Latter

I was running and opening every room on the hallway but I couldn't find him anywhere. I was about to ran outside but it was raining so hard so I step back inside and grab my umbrella, I look around and He was there. Kneeling on the ground... Hopeless. I approached him and he quickly stood up. But when he saw that it was only me he lowered his head.

He whispered something but it was enough for me to hear. "Please leave me alone."

It shattered my heart to a million unimaginable pieces. But you know, He always gets what he wants. And I always ended up doing things that I don't want... For him. I didn't say a word, and I don't feel the need to. So I grabbed his hand and I could tell that he stiffens a little on my touch. He's probably scared of me. And I almost laugh at the thought.

I handed him my umbrella. He's probably confused since he's not taking it so I took the hand I was holding so that he would grip the umbrella. I stared at both of my hands enveloping his. I shook my head and a small smile crept at my face. Slowly I let go of his hand. And I don't want to but I could tell that he wants me to, I saw his shoulder relaxed after I let go.

I slowly backed away looking straight at him. When I felt the rain pouring down my head I took a last quick glance at his eyes and ran.

I always love reading books, I always love movies. I always love watching other people stories unfold. And being a big love story trash myself. You could only imagine how I felt when I realized that in my story... Oh no let's try that again so that you could actually have an idea of what I'm feeling right now. Again... IN MY OWN FUCKING STORY! I just realized that I'm not the main character. I'm sorry to break it to you honeys but you guys are about to read the stories of the second choices on your favorite books, movies or whatever. Because 'i' am so not proud to say that 'i' am so not proud to be that tonight I became officially a true member of the latter choice's miserable club.