This is just a random drabble that got into my head and wouldn't go away until I wrote it dow and because I thought it was alright, I decided to post it :D
Well, enjoy :)
He'll admit it. He doesn't want to and he doesn't like it, but he'll do it. The truth is, no matter what he may say. When he first saw her, he thought she was the most beautiful person he'd ever seen. Basically everyone else admitted it straight out, but not him. There was something different about her, something that didn't make him want to shout out how beautiful he thinks she is, like everyone else did. Something that made him seal his lips and remain quiet.
There was just something about her, something that just made him lose it. Something that made him insult her every time he opened his mouth to speak to her. He didn't mean to, well at least that's what he told himself every time he thought about it. There was just something about that angry spark in her eye, while the rest of her face remained neutral; that just made him smile. But whenever he saw her around other people, whenever he saw the way her face lightened up with happiness as she laughed; made him smile brighter.
He promised himself that one day, he'd be the one that would make smile like that. The one that would make her smile brighter than anyone else could.
Because maybe, just maybe; he does actually like her.
Well that's possibly the shorest thing I've ever written O_O
Oh well, I still like it XD
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