BEAUTIF
Adam Dawson’s POV
I gasped as I read your note.
“You like me? Do you really like, like like me or just like me?” I whispered, completely forgetting that you were standing next to me.
“I like like you, Adam.” I heard a small voice say, making my head turn towards where it came from.
You were standing there, looking at the ground, playing with your fingers.
Your cheeks were tainted beautifully red.
You like me, but how can that be?
How can you like me, I am nothing.
You are probably joking and messing with me, like her.
I closed my locker and walked away, leaving you standing there on your own.
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