Irresistible

for him.

This had taken place somewhere where I had recognized.

Maybe, maybe not. I realize that I'm lost, I was looking at people and simply spin in circles from all of the confusion.

I run up to someone I seemed to know, I wasn't too sure but my gut had told me to go with the flow.

"Hey, what's wrong?"

"She rejected me. I saved up and spent my money all for nothing, now I don't know who to give this to." He looks at me and laughs with this adorable little laugh.

We stare into each other, I see how beautifully detailed his hazel eyes are. I see the brown and green dispersed evenly, making me realize how bad I wanted to be lost into the abyss of the cave.

His dark black lip ring brought my attention to his peachy, soft lips. Oh, how badly did I want to touch those pretty lips.

His eyebrows are another part of him that makes him really beautiful. He says that he doesn't have the prettiest eyebrows, yet he doesn't realize that even the popular girls envy him for his arched, brown eyebrows.

His hair is so dark and so mysterious. I've always wanted to pull off his hair style, but I always knew that my shoulder length hair would do just fine. How I die to be him, he knows that he's so perfect. Every blink, every smile, every wink, every lip bite, everything. It's captivating.

He blinks, which distracts me from focusing on him. I look at him, smiling. He simply returns my smile, he even winks at me, biting his lip. My heart begins to accelerate, my blood flow increasing faster than it should be. Heat begins to rush to my face, I hide away to avoid him from seeing the embarrassment. I feel butterflies in my stomach, just waiting to be freed. What do I do? What do I say?

Nothing.

"It was a good try, I don't think she liked me anyway. I'm too ugly to be someone's boyfriend." He said, his laughter bursting across the hallway.

He closed his locker, straightening his tie and walked to the trash can to throw the fluffy, white teddy bear he had bought for her.

I immediately look up in confusion, knowing that he shouldn't have thrown such a good gift away. I feel hurt, my heart throbbing at the sight of the stuffed animal covered in germs, I feel my eyes prickle.

"Can I have a hug? It's been such a long day and I just need one from my best friend." He said, his puppy eyes staring at me.

He bites his lip for what seems like the billionth time already, knowing that he would get away with what he's done to me.

I sigh.

"Yeah.. I mean, I need one too. I'm not having it today, and I think with just a hug everything would be okay."

He slowly approaches me, I do the same and slowly approach him. He gives me a hug for what seems like centuries. I was about to pull away when all of a sudden he gives me a kiss on the top of my forehead.

We stand in silence nearby his locker, and we're not too far from the cafeteria.

"I think we should go to lunch, don't you think? I'm hungry."

"Yeah, go on ahead. I'll catch up."

"Alright, I'll save you a spot." He says, refusing to look at me but looks at the floor instead. His angelic hands are in his pockets, how I die to have them caressing my rough, not so perfect body.

He decides to open and scramble through his locker to look for his lunch bag. He closes his locker and walks to the cafeteria. I admire the perfection in him, although that he denies seeing it. I know I do. Seeing him walk away has made me realize, one thing is for sure:

I can never have Frank Iero.