His Secret Admirer

Green intense witch eyes

"Aurora," she said my name softly and grabbed my hand that was resting on the table. She reassuringly squeezed my hand and said, "He's a jerk, don't worry yourself thinking about him, baby." But I haven't spoken to her ever since I saw him kissing another girl.

I quickly left the place and she chased after me. She hugged me tightly while swearing at him under her breath for hurting me like that. Then she dragged me to the school cafe and bought me a cold drink, but I didn't feel like having anything. Right now, I just want to be alone, but she didn't leave my side even for a moment.

I mean, it's not like we were madly in love and he cheated on me or anything, but seeing him kiss another girl still hurt like a b***h. I was actually thinking about confessing my feelings to him today, but after witnessing that, I know I'll never do it. He's clearly in love with someone else, and it's killing me.

I keep telling myself that it's just a silly teenage crush and not real love, but no matter how much I try to convince myself, I can't help feeling completely heartbroken.

When I first saw him, I still remember every moment. I was just eight years old at the time, when we moved to that area. I was playing on the swing in the kids' park when someone pushed me off. I landed on the sand, and hissed in pain as my palm scraped against it.

Tears welled up in my eyes, and then I noticed some cute boots in front of me. I looked up and saw a handsome little boy with adorable eyes staring down at me.

He grabbed my shoulders and helped me stand up. I blinked my big doe eyes to clear my vision and saw him glaring at someone behind me.

He left my shoulder and went behind me and, I spun around to face him. Then I witnessed him shoving some boy on the ground and yelled, 'If I catch you bullying her again, I'll give you a good beating!' It clicked - that boy was the one who pushed me earlier. He strolled back towards me, grabbing my hand, and led me somewhere.

Finally, we arrived at this bench, and he gently sat me down before grabbing my hands. I couldn't help but wince as he clutched my hand, but then I saw him blowing on my palm, trying to soothe the pain.

Aww he's just too cute. While still blowing on my hand, he asked me something, but I couldn't hear him since I was too busy gawking at his adorable baby face.

Eventually, he turned his head towards me and asked again, this time with his baby man voice, 'What's your name?'

That snapped me out of my daydream, and I responded with my own sweet baby voice, 'Aurora.'

Hearing me, he started blowing on my hands again. I furrowed my brows because he didn't talk to me after that, so I asked him, 'What's your name?'

He replied, 'Liam,' and looked at me. Adding, 'Liam Emerson.' I nodded and smiled at him.

'Your name is beautiful,' I said, grinning widely. He gave me his full attention after finishing blowing on my hands and stared at me.

He frowned and said, 'You don't say beautiful to boys, it's only for girls.'

I shook my head continuously and replied, 'No, when you see someone beautiful or hear someone's name beautiful, you can say beautiful to them.' He shook his head in response while mumbling something under his breath.

'Whatever, but don't go making friends with anyone else because from now on, I'm gonna be your only friend, Aura,' he said all serious in his adorable baby voice.

I couldn't help but smile big hearing him calling me with that name and give him a quick peck on the cheek. His eyes went wide from my unexpected move, and I just told him, 'Alright, you're officially my one and only friend from now on.'

Since that moment, we've become really close friends and he's always looking out for me. I've gotta admit, he's a super cute guy who acts all mature and grown up, but deep down, he's still a total goofball.

But thanks to his protective nature, I've started developing some serious feelings for him. Yup, I've got myself a full-on crush on this guy.

After a year of being friends, he suddenly started keeping his distance and I have no clue why he did that. It really hurt me, you know. He's not playing around with me like he used to and he even avoids me when we bump into each other at the park.

We used to always meet up there, but now he's just nowhere to be seen. Every day, I go to the park hoping I'll run into him, but that never happens. And, after a month or two, I finally realized that he's never going to show up, but even with that knowledge, I kept going there every day. I don't want any other friend because, honestly, I just want him.

Months turned into years, but I still went to the park, hoping to meet him one day. Finally, my prayers were answered when I saw him playing basketball with his friends after seven years.

I rushed towards him, grabbing his arm, I desperately trying to get his attention. He looked more like a teenage boy, but I knew it was him, my Liam. He furrowed his brows and pulled his hand away, saying, 'Girl, I know I'm handsome, but you can't just come running and touching me like this.'

I was shocked and hurt by his words, my eyes welling up with tears. But I didn't want to cry now, so I asked him softly, 'You don't know me?'

He chuckled and replied, 'Are you that important for me to know you?' His words cut deep, leaving me feeling even more hurt and sad.

I glanced at him one last time, feeling sad, then turned and walked away. As tears streamed down my face, I caught a glimpse of him continuing his game. Part of me really wanted to talk to him and make him remember me, but there was another part that hesitated.

Later on, I noticed his school uniform, which gave away that he attended one of the best schools around. It sparked an idea in my head - maybe joining the same school would bring us closer. So, I worked my ass off to earn a scholarship and finally managed to enter that prestigious high school.

Once I started attending, I kind of became his shadow, like a total stalker. Turns out, he lived in my neighborhood. It made me ridiculously happy to know that. However, I soon realized that he had a reputation as a player and a bully in the school.

We were in the same class and I always wanted to sit with him, but those annoying girls in our class never left his side and stuck to him like glue. Can you believe it?

Anyway, even though I found out he's a bit of a player who flirts with everyone and even bullies people, my crush on him didn't go away. Surprisingly, he never took it too far in anything, probably because we spent a whole year studying together and I got to know him better.

Then, there was this horrible incident one night where he actually saved me from some drunk man. I swear, after that, I fell head over heels for him.

Today, I've decided to finally confess my feelings because we only have two months left of high school and I can't wait any longer. Who knows where he'll go for college, and there's no way I can just magically be there. I sighed, lowering my eyes and saw the rose in my hand.

I had this rose in my hand the whole time, you know, like a prop to propose to him. But, surprise surprise, turns out he's already with someone else. Ugh, talk about bad timing.

So, feeling all pissed off and frustrated, I squeeze the life out of that rose and throw it on the ground. And guess where it lands? Right on some random person's feet. Great.

So, I lift my gaze up and there I saw him, with that green intense witch eyes, gazing straight into mine.

Creepy, but kinda intriguing, you know?