I don't understand how girls just don't see what guys are after. I mean really. How can she not see that Liam doesn't really like her. That he's just going to use her.
I wish I could show her, without hurting her. She's been through a lot this year already.
I wanna help her. But I'm not sure how. I could help her with little things.
I text her that we're going shopping after school. Yes, shopping I know. I'm a guy, and no I'm not gay. But all she wears are long sleeves and jeans. Yes, her tops are cute. And define her boobs great, but she needs some T's or tanks.
I grab her after school and take her to the mall. "So, what are we shopping for?" She asks.
"I think you need other shirts. One's that aren't just long sleeves." I say. I see her face go pale.
"W-wh-what?" She asks.
"Hey, are you okay?" I rest my hand on her shoulder.
"Um.. No. I'll be right back." I watch her walk into a bathroom. She looked really pale. I'm kinda scared.
When she comes back out a few minutes later. "I think I need to take you home." I say. She just nods. I wanna get her home and in bed. I don't know if she's getting a cold, or if she's just not feeling great. But this was a bad idea.
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Teen Fiction(Book 1: Don't Stop just Go) (You don't have to read them in order. It's all the same story, just from three different peoples views.) Dustin. A story of a boy who loved a girl. But life isn't easy so in the end love isn't enough.
