Chapter 3
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Crolline's pov
I'm nervous. Really nervous. I never ever talked to a boy before and this is really nerve-wracking.
Moreover, I actually had a crush on him for a while now but I never thought that I'll talk to him.
I mean Abel Crowlston?! who doesn't know him? He's really popular! Almost every kid in school knows him as the programming genius.
Besides that He has that e-boy fashion and hair. Ugh, he's just so cool.
I'm so nervous I don't know what to do. And he just busy playing with his phone.
After 15 minutes, Our order finally
came.
"Here you go," Said Josh, Abel's friend.
"Thanks, Josh," Said Abel.
"Your welcome," Josh said then walked away.
He catches me looking at him. Oh no! That's really embarrassing.
"Why do you stare at me so much, you like looking at my face that much?" He said with a sarcastic grin on his face.
And how I feel like I could've died at that moment. That face is just too beautiful.
"Umm...I-I was staring at something else, " I replied quickly.
"Right..." He said knowing that I probably lied.
How can he read people so easily?!
I'm really intimidated.
"Okay,so let's just get into why we're here in the first place," He said.
"Ah, right the three things...umm..," I have no idea what to say.
I don't know things that make me happy as I'm sad all the time.
"It's ok, you don't have to force it...I know how it feels like," Said Abel while sipping his iced cappuccino.
"You know it's easier to remember bad things that happened to you rather than the good ones" He added.
Wow, that is true.
"It's frustrating, right?" Said Abel.
"Yea.." I answered.
It just feels weird that someone like Abel Crowlston could have depression. I mean his life way too good. He's smart, has a bunch of friends and a good future a head of him.
I didn't know he had depression like I did. Isn't his life already perfect...
But at the end of the day I don't really know him as I only see him from afar.
"Wanna talk at my rooftop?" Suddenly he asked.
"Ok" Oh wow I'm so impulsive.
Abel ended up paying for our meal.
"Thank you for paying" I said awkwardly.
"Don't mention it" He answered.
And I just laughed out of nervousness .
So we went to his rooftop.
"The view's great, right?" He said.
"Yeah.." I answered.
"Um, so why are you depressed?" Abel asked.
"Uhmm, please promise me you won't judge" I said.
"Here, so you'll trust me" Abel said giving his pinky at me.
"You've done pinky promises before, right?" He asked.
"I've only seen it in films," I answered.
"Seriously? You don't have anyone to do it with before?" He was quite shock.
"I.....don't trust anyone," I said.
"Fair point, but I promise you that you can trust me" He said with a smile.
"Umm...Ok,"
"In elementary school My friend falsely accused me of stealing her favorite necklace and then the whole class bullied me and falsely accused me even more until middle school," I explained.
"You still go to the same middle school at that time?" Abel asked.
"Yea, my parents didn't allowed me to change school at that time," I answered.
"Oh so you basically have no choice?" He asked.
"Yea," I answered shortly.
"T-that's why I have a hard time trusting people, as maybe they'll betray me again someday,"
Suddenly tears came out from my eyes. Oh no, I'm being embarrassing. I didn't asked for this.
Abel watched me trying to hold back my tears and suddenly he hugged me. I was overwhelmed.
"It's okay,It's okay to cry, It's okay alright," He said while kept hugging me.
His hug felt so warm. His jacket smells like vanilla wafers. His hair smells like baby powder. I've never been hugged before.
I just don't want to let go of his hug.
I feel safe.
I feel warmth.
It's weird.
So this is how it feels like to be hugged by someone.
- Writer
