Mailee Baby

Mailee Baby

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I remember when we first met. It was in sixth grade. We barely knew each other. We would text on Facebook, but then we would never utter a word to each other in school. I finally started talking to you in our sixth grade math class. (That teacher was such a bitch) We eventually became such good friends. We started talking a lot and texting more. I really loved you, though you didn't know it. But then you moved away. That really fucked me up. We weren't as close as you and Faith, but we are now. Middle school fucking sucks without you. It really does. I sit and stare out the goddamn windows, knowing that school would be so much better with you. And then you found out my secret. I was so scared because I didn't know what you were going to think. And then you said that you were like me, as well. I was so happy to share this with somebody and actually being able to talk about it. Then I found out you loved someone else. I was devastated because I loved the same person, yet I loved you as well. I didn't know what to do; the person we loved was tearing us apart. But then we got over it and talked about somebody else. I love you so much and you will never know how much I miss you. I really hope she won't tear us apart because I love you too much. Please don't ever leave.
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[COMPLETED] [Warning: Strong language used throughout the book.] He put his hand over my notebook and the other over mine. I glared up at him, his golden brown eyes catching my attention. "I can't write like this," I pointed out. "Is this all you care about?" Ryan asked. I shrugged. "Not this specifically, but yeah, I care about my grades." Ryan smirked. I swallowed nervously but refused to break my stoic expression. He leaned closer to me, my heart pounding so hard against my chest it felt like it might break out and fall on the table between us. His mouth was right by my ear, and I could feel his warm breath when he spoke which sent shivers down my spine. "Well, aren't you a little a scholar?" *** The only things Alex Moris ever cared about were his grades and his sister. However, when the boy his sister likes, Ryan Smithe, makes things complicated and causes him to feel things he's never felt before, Alex realizes that, maybe, there's more important things in life than grades and scholarships. [Word Count: 40,216] [BoyxBoy] ~#14 in the "BoyxBoy" tag on 3/5/2019~ ~#14 in the "love" tag on 12/28/2018~ ~#8 in the "lgbt" and "lgbtq" tags on 1/4/2019~ ~#1 in the "loveislove" tag on 1/12/2019~ ~#31 in the "romance" tag on 2/10/2019~ ~#2 in the "BxB" tag on 3/9/2019~

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