Jade. What a bitch. I hate her. I really do. I hated her when she was with Justin only because I have feelings for him and I was jealous. But I was happy for him. He was happy with her. I hate her now because she broke up with him? What the fuck? I was fine being sad about them being together cuz he was happy with her. Jade hurt him. Let me repeat: Jade hurt him. And I was not okay with that. But I always do my best to cheer him up. We walked to CVS cuz we felt like it. Layla and I held his hand, just in case Jade was able to see us. It felt good to hold his hand. His hands were warm and comforting and I fell even more for him. But what good is falling if he'll never feel the same. After all who could ever love a sad, ugly girl. Someone plain, without any unique features. But him. He's everything. He is perfect and he doesn't see it. He doesn't see his perfection but I do. I see how beautiful his face is, how beautiful his soul is. He makes my life so much easier to live. He makes life livable and I just wish he were more than just my friend but what can I expect. He's him, an amazing and handsome boy, and I'm me, an average depressed girl.
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The Story of a Girl who fell for a Boy
Non-Fictionthis is a true story. one that is still going on. I've fallen for my friend and I still don't have the ending of the story figured out yet. Will I be heartbroken? will we get together? if only I knew
