Appreciation gift for Marna aka tiramisuspice who is one of the best writers here and the first person who talked to me her. Also being the person to put the idea of this couple in my head. This one-shot is not enough for you, I know. But still I hope you like it. I love you!


You never know

She sees you, she smiles. But as soon as the distance between you and her decreases, she freaks out and changes her coarse.

"She isn't your type"

Your friends tell you when they catch you staring at her. But you don't have a type. Do you?

She is the sweetest girl in the school and you're the badass. So the question of her being your type comes in way later .. the real question here is - are you her type?

People pair you and the blonde sometimes, but you know your heart belongs to the brunette. But at the same time you also know, that her heart doesn't.

The one time you talked to her was during her cafeteria duty and she gave you an extra scoop of ice cream. She smiled and that was the first time you ever said thank you.

Your heart skips a beat everytime you see her but you know you don't deserve her.

She deserves a prince charming not a social outcast. She deserves politeness and cuddles not curse words and fights. She deserves somebody who is perfect and you know, you are nowhere near that.

So you don't do anything. You walk by her but never greet her. You stare at her but never answer her questioning gaze. You defend her when your friends talk ill about her behind her back but you don't have the audacity to tell her how proud you are when she helps other kids find the good in them. You want her to do that for you too and you know she'll happily do it but you also know that two parallel lines can never meet.

You stay as far as possible and try to forget her but when that cute face does something even cuter, you can't control yourself but again.. you know, or at least you think you do, that you can never be the guy for her.

...and so when the homecoming dance arrives and you see a letter in your locker asking you to the dance in the cutest childlike handwriting, you realise..

all this time..

You have never known.