The Quiet Boy

SIX

Dear Nobody,

He asked her out; he was nervous as hell; he kept shaking over and over again. His hands were sweaty, his eyebrows scrunched in an adorable way. She was, once again, surrounded by people. He never liked crowds, matter of fact, he despised them. He stepped forward, then backwards. Forwards, then backwards. This happened two times more, until he realized that he was too afraid to do it. He turned around and nearly walked away, except she had come up to him and tapped him on the shoulder. TWICE. He had turned around, and was shocked to see her. But he gave her the rose anyways, managed to murmur out a couple of words, and then walked away. It was okay though, because he saw a smile, a nod and a sparkle in her left eye. That happened when she was actually happy.

Sincerely,

-Another Nobody.