AN: So this isn't a one-shot and I'm scared to write it. Yes, affinity has many different meanings, but I'm using the one that I like.
Delayed
Affinity
Prologue
delayed : v.: 1. To
postpone until a later time; defer. 2.To cause to be later or slower
than expected or desired
affinity : n.: A natural
attraction, liking, or feeling of kinship.
Maybe it was the way her hair fell in her eyes when she tilted her head to the side. Maybe it was the way she looked at him whenever they had a conversation. Or maybe it was the way she melted into him whenever they hugged each other. Whatever it was, it did not matter. All that he knew was that he finally realized that he loved her.
It was one of those days. It was a day that he just wanted to see her. Another day that he was not with her, another day that would pass without her knowing how he felt and of course, another day without him doing anything about it.
He was scared. Scared of the rejection, the pain, of being alone. He longed to be with someone, someone who actually cared for him, who cared about what happened to him and he wanted to matter to someone. She was right in front of him and it took him a while to realize it. But when he finally did realize it, it was too late; too late for him, too late for her, too late for them. She had moved on from him and he had made the biggest mistake of his life. She had poured her heart out to him and told him that she loved him and he responded by turning away from her.