I started to sit with you guys again. The other students still glared at me but I didn't care. Thanks to you.
Every time I received a hateful stare you would grab my hand and make me look at you so I wouldn't see them.
Did you realize how much these small gestures meant to me?
I didn't see the need in denying it anymore. I fell in love with you. It wasn't a simple crush anymore but the more you cared for me the more I felt it.
Love.
I didn't think you would return my feelings so I kept quiet. I told myself that I could be happy that you were my friend. My best friend even.
Talking about love, Jackson finally gathered the courage and confessed to Mark.
It wasn't a surprise to be honest. We all called it but nonetheless we were happy for them.
Will I ever be that happy...
with you?
