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lovekills6
I suppose the story begins in October. Note she is a couple years younger than me. She just entered high school. She had tried to talk to me a couple
times in October/November. I ignored her, lied to her when she asked me if I went to a concert because she believed she saw me there. The concert was
before school even began. It's funny. She wasn't even planning on going to the high school I was attending. After a few attempts at trying to talk
with me she decided, never to talk to me again. Around this time I received a friend request from some random girl. Seeing her profile and that she
was a metal head I accepted. For a few weeks or a month I messaged her, when suddenly I received another friend request, this time from that girl that
I ignored. I accepted and messaged with her, much to her surprise. It was pleasant. Apparently she was friends with that girl, but they had also just
met randomly over the internet. What are the odds? She said "Hey" in the hallway to me. We talked over the days. She hugged me. I remember that. The
first time she hugged me. I hugged back, but when she let go she apologized. I said it's ok. She had assumed I didn't like hugs. Quite the contrary, I
love being close. From then on we hugged goodbye, and hello.
I was never so open around anyone. I was always an introvert. Always kept to myself though somehow I had friends around. I remember the first time
hanging out. Our feet died. It was so cold. And she had no jacket. Can you believe it? It was December. We weren't alone. It was me, her, her sister
and that random girl that somehow brought us together. We went to two record stores, walked around elsewhere. As time passed by I grew feelings, but
they weren't love feelings, just feelings of care and protection.
Over our Facebook discussions I became her knight and prince, and she became a princess. I protected her from everything. Monsters under the bed and
in the closet, nightmares. I was her protector. At some point the princess lost her eyes and so needed a guide. I told her I'd guide her and she would
hold onto me. She said how she would hold me, my shoulder, my book bag, my arm, but she refused to say what I was going for, by hand. The next day, I
may be mistaken. I held her hand. I managed to til she let go. It was nice. I loved how every time I'd separate from her and her hand to class I'd
smell her on me. That more so when we were together. I made up so many excuses just to be close. I was her guide so our arms were entwined when we
met, even in group, rather especially then. It was winter and cold and so I hugged her, asking her if she was cold. I had feelings then.
At this time, still December, we, me her and her sister went to this park where there is a pond and it was frozen over. We went on it and the two of
us made a game, holding hands we'd walk on the ice and try to trip the other person. She managed to trip me first, but she tripped on my foot as I
fell. We lay there, my back was stunned that I couldn't get up too easily so it was preferable. My head were as her feet, and her head there as my
feet. I took her hand in my. Her sister lay down next to her in her orientation.
In February, I asked her to be my Valentine. And she said of course. We went out together February 15 rather than the 14th, so I believe it was a
Sunday we went out. I walked halfway to our school, which is exactly 1.3 miles. It was freezing outside and I was walking with a rose in hand, nothing
keeping my hands warm. The second half I traveled the second half way by bus, and then waited...for maybe 5 to 20 minutes. Then she said to meet at
the mall, so I took a bus which happened to be there at the stop I was waiting at. What luck! We met and I gave her the rose, met by her saying I
didn't need to. We didn't do anything. We weren't together. We ate at the mall. McDonald's. I know. Not great..But we weren't together. 8 days later,
February 23, we skipped our first classes and we wandered. Where did we wander? Well, it happened that we wandered at the doors to a church that was
closed. I hugged her then, it was cold, there was snow on the ground and it was windy. We didn't talk, we sat in silence and in my mind I was
repeatedly asking myself, "Should I tell her"? The following words left my mouth and the following things took place:
Me: I love you, I think.
Her: *Turning around quickly and hugging me* I love you too!
I did love her, but I wanted to be sure, and I didn't ever want to hurt her. Officially we began on February 24, for some reason I don't agree with.
That reason being I hadn't officially asked her out.
The beginning was the greatest part, of course this is always true, but if I had been better it would have been the same forever, if not better and
better.
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