Love?
As we kissed, I felt something. I have no clue what. But it felt like, oh I don't know. Is it love????
Robin pulled away from me and held my hands again. He had such nice hands. I looked down at our tangle of hands and sighed.
"Robin? How long do you think we'll last until someone finds out about us?" I looked up with tears in my eyes.
"I don't know. But I know that I will never break your heart. Not until I die," Robin said. He kissed my hand and gave me a long hug. Then he went away.
I just stood there until I heard the clock chime 11:00. Then I walked to my room and threw myself on my bed.
Am I in love? If I am, then it feels like I keep banging my head on the wall over and over and over and over and over and over. My head hurts from thinking so much. I needed a glass of water.
"ARGG!! Why doesn't Robin just tell me that he loves me? If he does," I said to the walls.
"Oh my god! He doesn't love me!" I was crying now. "Why doesn't he love me??" I got up and looked at myself in the mirror. "Am I too ugly for such a wonderful guy? Does he hate my red hair and green eyes?" I screamed at the top of my lungs. I didn't care who heard me. I wanted the whole world to know that Robin didn't love me.
"Robin!" Robin came into my room and pulled me close to him. I cried into his arm and just let him hold me. We sat down on my bed while I cried myself dry.
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Nikki