Him... stories

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Him... The one I liked, hated, but most of all... loved.


by gigigirl

I met him when I was 12. He was 2 years older than me and people thought our relationship was weird. I always said we were just friends but people didn't see us like that.

When I turned 14 I started seeing him more than a friend. But I didn't want to say anything because I didn't know if he felt the same way.

During that time he would talk to me about girls he liked. He asked me about them and I would help him out. But deep down I wanted him to talk about liking me.

I got hurt and and he didn't even notice that he was hurting me. I would pretend that everything was ok even though it wasn't.

On my 15th birthday he asked me if I was doing anything and I told him I wasn't. He told me to come over to his house and I could spend my birthday with him. So I went over.

That night it was like old times. We didn't talk about his whole dating situation. We just talked about old memories.

He lit the candles and he sang happy birthday to me even though it was just us two. We ate the cake and just talked all night long... I wish that night never ended.

A couple months later we were driving in his car and he was talking about this girl he likes. I couldn't handle it anymore and asked him why does he keep hurting me.

He sat there in silence. He asked me what I meant and I told him he was hurting me by doing all of this. By talking about girls he liked when I liked him too.

He pulled over and he looked at me and I just kept my head down. I turned to get out when he pulled me his way and kissed me.

He told me he liked me too but he didn't know how to tell me so he went on liking other girls. He thought I only liked him as a friend.

I smiled to myself and after that we stuck together...

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