I Hate It When I Can't Find the Book

I absolutely hate it when I love a book, and years later can not for the life of me remember the author or title. There's this book I'm on the hunt for, I checked it out from the library when I was 16 and I can't remember anything about it expect a general plot line.

I remember the cover being yellow, bright yellow with a image of a boy in black and gray. The story itself was about a teenage boy, I believe in middle school, and he falls for this mysterious girl in his class. I can't remember much but at the end I remember he is sitting with the girl and it's just so vague in my mind I can barely explain it.

I suppose the only thing left is to search the library for it or look through the barnes and noble website in hopes I'll find it.

And it was such a emotionally driving book.