I know, I know, it's stupid.
But what else can I do?
Here me out, okay?
When I first got into highschool I immediately enrolled for the football team, the coach liked me and I got first line and just like that I was in with the popular kids.
Everything was awesome we had just moved here because of my dad's job and I was so scared that I wouldn't make any friends but little did I know that the whole school would want to be associated with me.
First year was a breeze, the girls threw themselves at me even the guys, I'm bi by the way. I attended parties not many in my class had the privilege to and I met my best friend Tommo.
Second year was pretty much the same as the first year, but by now I had grown in muscle and hight and I was deemed the school's heart throb, well me and Tommo. Had dated a few people but no one caught my eye. Nothing special just people wanting to say they were my ex or were associated with me. I was feeling pretty used and empty by the time the school year was done
Third year well I became a play boy. I mean my flawed logic was if people were using me why couldn't I do the same. Actually it ended up sucking even more and I was alone again. The only person who knew anything about how hard it was was Tommo. He was there for me through so much and we become closer and I consider him my brother.
But by the time the year was coming to an end exams where we'll on their way and I had to drop all destructions and study because my dad would kill me if I failed any class.
So here I was in the last class of the day on a Thursday afternoon strolling in the library trying to find this stupid chem book that I was told had easy explanations and tests with answer that would guarantee a good grade, even the teachers used it to set the exam.
Shelf by shelf I searched this huge library and came up empty but there was one spot that I hadn't noticed before so I decided to try my luck and go check it out.
What I found was more than what I was looking for.
In black converse high tops and blue faded jeans and a black t-shirt stood a boy. His hair was curly at the top of his head and the sides where faded. His skin was like light chocolate and on his face was a smile on those perfect full bubble gum pink lips that showed off his dimple and white teeth. He was just about my height and he was not too mascular but you could tell he spent time in the gym.
I stood there staring at him, in all his glory. He was busy standing by the shelf reading a book, he didn't even notice me. When he was done he closed the book still smiling and read the back of it and decided he would get it. When he turned to leave and found me staring. His dark eyes staring at me.
My breath hitched and I looked down my face heating up from being embarrassed, I was caught staring. He gave me a slight nod and brushed past me leaving me drowning in his warm vanilla scent.
When I finally broke out of my daze and decided to run after him he was just walking out if the library with the book in hand. I followed him out and I reached out and grabbed his shoulder making him turn and face me.
"What's up?" He asked, his brow raised and eyes fixed on me.
"I-I" Oh my God! I really didn't think this through. My mind was blank and my mouth went dry. Its like everything I wanted to know just evaporated and I was left a stuttering mess.
"Okay," he said looking at me weirdly and slowly backed away from me and turned on his heels leaving me there watching and he disappeared around the corner.
Fuck, I screwed up.
From that day I made it my mission to find him again but soon schools closed and my search had resulted to nothing. It's like he didn't exist. No one knew him or seen him.
But he was real. I touched him, I smelled him, I dreamt of him. I ached and longed for the boy, he made me feel things of fairy tales, even though I had met him and been in his presence for mere seconds it was enough to drive me crazy.
My dad left for one of his business trips leaving me alone in the house. I couldn't stay still so I called Tommo to keep me company. I couldn't be alone because I couldn't stop thinking about him and I felt like I was going crazy. I told Tommo everything that night he gave me a pat on the shoulder and told me I'd see him again eventually, he looked so sure of it.
I shrugged it off and we spent some time playing video games until we decided to order some pizza. Thirty minutes later the bell rang and I made my way to the front door opening it looking at my wallet taking out the cash. I looked up to hand the delivery guy the money but I froze.
After all this time and searching there he was with a bored expression on his face holding out the pizza for me.