Status: Completed.
Love Finds A Way
one of one.
I looked across the hall to see him. He had shaggy brown hair and piercing beautiful blue eyes. His name was Alex Gaskarth. He didn’t know I existed, for all I knew I was just a ghost that hung around in his classes.
I never noticed him before. When we were in elementary school he was the nerd, and I wa the popular one. When we moved onto middle school I turned into the nerd who no one saw and he became popular. I didn’t understand how though. I never noticed him again until 7th grade. I noticed his blue eyes and how cute he actually was.
In 8th grade I pulled this big prank on him and his friends. I pretended I was someone else. Someone who was pretty and not me. He was the one who fell for the girl the most. But in the truth I was just actually being me but as a different person. When he got a cell phone we would stay up late texting each other and saying things we shouldn’t be saying.
That prank was ended when some person told him that I was the girl that he was texting him and was pulling a prank on him. Him and his friends have hated me ever since.
It was now freshmen year and homecoming was just around the corner. I wasn’t planning on going. But the few friends that I had were making me go so I didn’t have a choice. I put on my dress and walked out my door to my friend Miranda’s car.
“I can’t believe your making me do this.” I looked at her.
“Oh come on! You know it will be fun!” she smiled at me.
“Yeah. No it wont.” I looked out the window not listening to what else she was going to say.
We arrived at my high school moments later. There were crowds of people outside of the gym where the dance was being held.
“Miranda, I don’t think I can do this.” I looked at her
“Oh come on Ashley! You probably wont even see him. I know you like him and he hates you but you can at least have some fun!” she gave me a reassuring smile as we walked inside.
There were tons of people here and man, was it loud! I was nervous to see him. I’ve liked him since 7th grade and he hates me! How wonderful is that?
There he was, standing in a corner with his friends. It didn’t look like he had a date with him . I guess that was a little good for me.
I caught him look at me for a few seconds and he looked at his friends, said something, and walked straight toward me. I looked behind me and next to me to see if he was looking at someone else. But no. he was walking towards me! Me! He hates me!
When he came up to me he whispered in my ear “Could we talk privately?”
“Sure” I replied and I followed him to the back of the gym.
When he got there he turned around so his back was facing me. “You know that I never hated you right?” he asked
“What?” I was shocked. “I never hated you.”
“Is this like a prank or something?”
“No.” he turned so he was now facing me. His eyes told the truth. He didn’t hate me.
‘So what does this mean? Now that I know that you don’t hate me.”
“Well… I’ve wanted to tell this to you for a long time now.”
“W-what is it?” I was worried that he might say something bad.
“I-I really like you. There. I got it out.”
My mouth was hanging open now. I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. “During class I always sneak glances at you to see what you were doing. I’ve always thought you were beautiful and in eighth grade I was too scared to tell you because I know that Zack and Matt still hate you for what you did to them. Even though I got it worse. And they don’t understand what its like to be alone. We both know what its like. He looked up at me to meet my shocked face.
“Well, I guess I’ll get going now.” he turned around and walked back to the gym.
“Wait!” I yelled. He started back towards me.
“I wanted to tell you that I really like you too. I never had the courage to tell you. I didn’t think you would like me back.” he came closer.
I looked up and he leaned un some more. I could feel his breath on my face and we were inches apart. He leaned in more until we were kissing. I have to say that this boy was a very good kisser. Our lips were moving perfectly together like it was supposed to be there.
We pulled apart and looked at each other for a moment. He held my hands and asked me “Would you be my girlfriend? I don’t care what Zack and Matt have to say. This is my life and I want you in it.” I was seriously about to cry. This is what I’ve dreamed of for a long time and its finally coming true.
“Yes! I will!”
And with that I kissed him again and we walked back to join the others at the dance.
I never noticed him before. When we were in elementary school he was the nerd, and I wa the popular one. When we moved onto middle school I turned into the nerd who no one saw and he became popular. I didn’t understand how though. I never noticed him again until 7th grade. I noticed his blue eyes and how cute he actually was.
In 8th grade I pulled this big prank on him and his friends. I pretended I was someone else. Someone who was pretty and not me. He was the one who fell for the girl the most. But in the truth I was just actually being me but as a different person. When he got a cell phone we would stay up late texting each other and saying things we shouldn’t be saying.
That prank was ended when some person told him that I was the girl that he was texting him and was pulling a prank on him. Him and his friends have hated me ever since.
It was now freshmen year and homecoming was just around the corner. I wasn’t planning on going. But the few friends that I had were making me go so I didn’t have a choice. I put on my dress and walked out my door to my friend Miranda’s car.
“I can’t believe your making me do this.” I looked at her.
“Oh come on! You know it will be fun!” she smiled at me.
“Yeah. No it wont.” I looked out the window not listening to what else she was going to say.
We arrived at my high school moments later. There were crowds of people outside of the gym where the dance was being held.
“Miranda, I don’t think I can do this.” I looked at her
“Oh come on Ashley! You probably wont even see him. I know you like him and he hates you but you can at least have some fun!” she gave me a reassuring smile as we walked inside.
There were tons of people here and man, was it loud! I was nervous to see him. I’ve liked him since 7th grade and he hates me! How wonderful is that?
There he was, standing in a corner with his friends. It didn’t look like he had a date with him . I guess that was a little good for me.
I caught him look at me for a few seconds and he looked at his friends, said something, and walked straight toward me. I looked behind me and next to me to see if he was looking at someone else. But no. he was walking towards me! Me! He hates me!
When he came up to me he whispered in my ear “Could we talk privately?”
“Sure” I replied and I followed him to the back of the gym.
When he got there he turned around so his back was facing me. “You know that I never hated you right?” he asked
“What?” I was shocked. “I never hated you.”
“Is this like a prank or something?”
“No.” he turned so he was now facing me. His eyes told the truth. He didn’t hate me.
‘So what does this mean? Now that I know that you don’t hate me.”
“Well… I’ve wanted to tell this to you for a long time now.”
“W-what is it?” I was worried that he might say something bad.
“I-I really like you. There. I got it out.”
My mouth was hanging open now. I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. “During class I always sneak glances at you to see what you were doing. I’ve always thought you were beautiful and in eighth grade I was too scared to tell you because I know that Zack and Matt still hate you for what you did to them. Even though I got it worse. And they don’t understand what its like to be alone. We both know what its like. He looked up at me to meet my shocked face.
“Well, I guess I’ll get going now.” he turned around and walked back to the gym.
“Wait!” I yelled. He started back towards me.
“I wanted to tell you that I really like you too. I never had the courage to tell you. I didn’t think you would like me back.” he came closer.
I looked up and he leaned un some more. I could feel his breath on my face and we were inches apart. He leaned in more until we were kissing. I have to say that this boy was a very good kisser. Our lips were moving perfectly together like it was supposed to be there.
We pulled apart and looked at each other for a moment. He held my hands and asked me “Would you be my girlfriend? I don’t care what Zack and Matt have to say. This is my life and I want you in it.” I was seriously about to cry. This is what I’ve dreamed of for a long time and its finally coming true.
“Yes! I will!”
And with that I kissed him again and we walked back to join the others at the dance.
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