I'm changing his name; let's call him Zayn. Just because. This is the most awkward love story you will probably ever read. My names Chelsea, and where I come from, I was a huge player. In Janurary, I get a message on facebook. Our conversation litterally lasted 7 minutes. All I said pretty much was where I went to school, but I was moving soon. February 3rd, I walked into my new school. I saw him. I mean, I didn't know it was him at first. But all I know, is that it was practically love at first sight. For me, anyways. We talked for a while and became really close. Late February, I told him I liked him. We stayed close. Everyone knew I liked him. March 16th, at the dance. He dried my tears, talked to the people who caused them, fixed everything, and took me in the middle of the dance floor in front of everyone; including the deans & the teachers. We slow danced. It was perfect. No matter how many of his friends came up, I had his full attention. That night, I vowed to myself that I would completely change myself. Including my player ways. I decided to get good grades; like Zayn. Be nice to everyone; like Zayn. Have manners; like Zayn. Don't break the law; like Zayn. Love everyone and everything; like Zayn. Do not judge; like Zayn. Be a better person; like Zayn. ♥
The next dance, we danced again. But he told me he did not want a girlfriend. 3 weeks ago, his friend told me that he said he would date these two girls. I didn't even know what to say. Or do. I continued as always. I was at my locker. Trying to stay away. I went to go walk alone. "Hey, leaving without me?" Apparently I hadn't realized that Zayn had been at my locker the whole time. We walked out together, just like everyday. We would walk to my bus and then he would walk into the high school and go to practice. Before leaving he would hug me and say "have a nice weekend" no matter what day of the week. Today, and the past three days. It has been completely different. The second we walk out the doors, he'll grab my hand. He'll walk me to my bus. We'll stand under the outside roof leading into the high school. Holding both hands, facing eachother. We'll stand there for as long as possible. Just talking, about anything. Something about him makes me feel comfortable. Maybe it's his teddy bear appearance or his big comforting bear hugs. But all I know is, I think I'm falling completely head over heals in love with him. Everyone says we would be the most perfect couple ever. Even our moms. But I don't even know, I guess he is just the king of mixed signals. Another thing I'll just have to deal with. Because I love everything. I love him. I love him. ♥
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