Criticize me all you want- this is amazing. It's also a one shot. Don't flame me. Seriously, I don't most people here can't count the Drarry fanfics that are out there. So... yeah. BAM. I dominate. Now... to KEX!
Keefe
I don't know what to do. I see him every day, and my heart flutters. We laugh, we talk we prank... but there are so many other things I WANT to do.
I feel ashamed. Like I'm doing something wrong. My feelings overwhelm me, and I don't know what to do. The feelings... I'm not supposed to have them.
I see his dimpled grin in my dreams. His periwinkle blue yes hunt me, yet all I want to do is stare into them and get lost forever. I just don't know what to do. At first, it was just the pranks, the jokes, the teasing that connected us. Now, it's something much deeper.
He can make me laugh. Not just smirk, or chuckle, but full-out laugh, to where I can't breath. He always knows the right thing to say... weather I need a consoling word, or something to laugh at, or just someone to confide in.
I see him on the grounds, I see him at Havenfield, and Everglen, and we have even gone to each other's houses. He's one of my best friends- maybe even my best friend.
That should be enough. I should be satisfied. I should be happy with the position that we were in together. But then why did I want more?
I've been avoiding him recently. We haven't been to each other's houses in almost a month. I don't talk to him much at school, or at Fitz's or Sophie's. I'm just afraid that my feelings will show.
I use Foster to hide it. I'm overly flirtatious with her- as well as any other girl- so that they don't realize the true chemistry burning beneath my skin. It's almost painful to me.
Every day I anticipate seeing him. Although I'm avoiding him, I can't seem to help it. I've memorized his schedule- I try to intercept him on the way to class as often as possible. I will walk past the class that he's leaving just in time to catch him and say hi. Every time, he will flash me a dimpled grin and gaze at me with his periwinkle eyes, and I feel like melting in my shoes.
All of this- it's such a terror to me. It makes my skin crawl, and I feel like I'm doing something wrong. But if it's wrong, why does it feel so right?
It's been three months since I first noticed the feelings stirring in my chest. Two since I realized what they might mean. And one since I had acted on them.
I think I'm finally ready to admit it. I am in love with Dexter Dizznee.
"I am in love with Dexter Dizznee. I AM IN LOVE WITH DEXTER DIZZNEE!"
