Tamia's POV
I know Kawhi is really shy and likes to be tough. I really worried about you. I know he's going through so much right now. If I would have left him alone he would say I'm a horrible friend. I guess I can't win this horrible situation.
My brother Travis come downstairs I assume he is hungry like always.
"Travis" I call.
"Yes" Travis responds.
"Did mom tell you about Kawhi" I ask.
"No what y'all finally going out" Travis laughs.
"No I wish he tells me he's good but I thinks he lying" I cry.
"Why?" he questions.
"His father died" I whisper.
His jaw drops "What oh my GOD seriously?" he yells.
"Stop yelling and yea" I whisper.
"Well just give him space" Travis suggest.
"He's not upset or even angry with me he just doesn't want me to worried about him so much " I defend.
"Well Tamia boys aren't sensitive like girls are everyone handles death differently" Travis answers.
"Im afraid he might try to hurt himself" I confess
"I don't think he will I believe he's fine" Travis replies.
"That's not true he's should be heartbroken" I scoffs.
"Well he seems like he's not" he scoffs back.
"He never talk about his problems he holds it all in" I scorns.
"Well I don't know what to tell you" he says. He goes back upstairs. I'm going to tell text him.
T: can we talk?
K: 4 the billioneth time I'm good
T: we don't have 2 talk about that i just want 2 talk
K: oh boy is it girly problems
T: lol no haha I just want to talk to you
K: About what
T: do you like anyone
K: what do you mean
T: have a crush on anyone
K: no not really
T: I really like a boy but I'm afraid to tell him my feelings
K: don't be
T: kawhi I'm afraid to tell him
K: you have to face your fear
T: Okay I will
T: your a really great listener
K: thank you that's wat I'm here 4
T: lol I will see u tmro at skool
K: okay I will see u tmro
T: bye Kawhi
K: bye Tamia
How the hell am I gonna tell kawhi I love him