Zee.
It had been three days since Lawrence asked me to come watch him practice with his team after school and I turned him down. I didn’t go—not because I didn’t want to, but because Denver asked me not to.
Lawrence hasn’t spoken a word to me since, and honestly, I don’t blame him.
Why should I? He’s asked me out twice, and I’ve turned him down both times.
Sometimes I wonder if Denver truly has my best interests at heart, or if he’s just been toying with me. Sure, I’ve grown more confident since I started hanging out with him, but the real reason I asked for his help is falling apart.
How can I expect Lawrence to fall in love with me if I keep pushing him away?
Lately, I’ve been asking myself if I should’ve done things differently. Maybe if I hadn’t listened to Denver. Maybe if I had
