" Hey Yuna, i cuahgt you stearing at me, why?"
Fuck.....
"What? No. I just looked at you. But you looked at me to.. why?"
" Yuna. I looked at you beacuse your beautiful."
WHAT?!
"Eh, okay? Your pretty handsome yourself."
"Lets meet after lunch. I'll wait for you"
"Oh, okey."
Our math teacher walked in.
" Sit down class"
"See you later Yuna"
What just happend?
**after class**
"BORA?!"
"BORA GET OVER HERE RIGHT NOW!"
"What Yuna?"
" omg i talked to him and he wants to meet after lunch"
"WHAT?! OMG! LUCKY YOU!"
"But why dose he want to talk to me?"
"I dont know, dont ask me"
" Bora..."
"Yes Yuna?"
" I think that Im in love"
" Yaaahh, shut up. Dont be like that"
"Okey... :( "
" Well do you really like him that much?"
"Yeah, i do"
**before lunch**
"Yuna, its only like 20 minutes left"
"God Bora stop. Im already nervous as hell, you dont need to remind me"
"You sure?" She said and luaghed.
"Oh just shut up"
Bora started eating. But I just sat there. Okay. Ive had a crush on him since 1st grade. He was in 3rd grade at the time. He is so... i dont know.. all of my frinds think that he ugly. Or when i say that hes good looking they awnsers with "oh so you just like him for hes looks?" But no! I dont. Its something special about him.
Everytime i see him it feels like my heart is about to jump out if my chest.
I sat there. Thinking about him and everything about him. And i could hear Bora talking to me but i dint listen. I couldent get him off my mind.
"Are you done?"
God its him.
"Ye, yes. Lets go. Bye Bora"
I got up and followed him. I was a few stepps after him.
" Where are we going?"
He looked back and just stopped.
" Do you trust me" he said with a dark voice
" yeah i think so"
" Good. Then just follow me"
He took my hand and started running. He ran out of the school building. Away from everyone.
He ran to a beach nearby. He let go of my hand and took of his jacket and layed it on the sand. Then he sat down on it.
" Come on. Im not dangerous"
Omg his voice
" What do you want me to do?"
" Sit down beside me"
"Okay?"
I sat down. He looked at me. He looked at me for like 3 minutes.
" Your beautiful. Do you know that?"
Omg. Did he just say that?!
"No"
He looked at me. Then he came close. His nose touched mine.
"Have you ever kissed somone?"
Why dos he have to ask that. My heart is freaking beating out of my cheast.
"No"
" Is it okay if ill be the fist then?"
I didnt get the chanse to say yes. He kissed me. He is my first kiss. Bambam... you are the fist to call me beautiful. You are the first to kiss me.
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Why do we call it a crush? got7
Fanfiction""why do we call it a crush? beacuse thats how it feels when the person dosnet like you back." He looked at me. I dont know why? There were so many other, more Beautiful girls in here. And he was looking at me? "yaahh, Yuna. I was talking to you" "...
