Love Are Lies
~Rachael Wang :)
Chapter 2: We're not Lovers
Damian was really good in sports…actually he was good in almost everything he does! But whatever.
Today was the big basketball game in our elementary school.
"Hey are you ready Damian?" I popped up behind him.
"Duh. I'm going to win this, just watch me, kay'?"
When it was time for the game, Damian had to go and I wished him the best of luck. He gave me a ticket to one of the front seats, but not 'TOO' in front because I might be hurt from any basketballs smacking my head or if a player runs into me.
He ran through the court, blocking all the other players. It was amazingly cool in my widened eyes.
"Wooo! Go Damian!" I shouted on the top of my lungs.
He glided through the court, passing the ball very accurately. The rest of the boys on the team were pretty good too, but not as marvelous as my Damian.
The stadium was on an uproar when our school was winning 25 to 4. Yeah! A 21 point difference is pretty amazing.
Our score in the game went up really quick compared to the other school team.
When the game ended with our school leading 40 to 6, I ran over and jumped onto Damian. He was getting stronger and more handsome each day.
"You won! Our school won!" I smiled.
"Yeahhh! We did!" he said, "But can you please get off me Lucy!" he laughed.
"Come on, I'll treat you to a drink."
"Ah really?" he asked, "Thanks."
I ran over to a man and bought a bottle of water. Then I rushed back to Damian.
"You're mad cheap." He complained, but he drank it anyway.
"Damian! You're so cool!" A girl shouted from afar.
"Be my boyfriend!"
"Can I have an autograph?!"
"Teach me how to play basketball."
So many girls were shouting to him and I've never realized how popular he was until I opened my eyes to all his fans / lovers.
Something in my heart felt a little unsteady when so many girls were acting like this towards him.
Suddenly, they pushed me to the side and I fell on my back to the floor.
All these girls surrounded him in excitement and happiness. I lay on the floor, alone, with a heavy heart. Then I got up, feeling the pain ache on my back and legs.
"Lucy!" Damian shouted from the huge crowd of girls.
"It's okay…" I said. "We'll celebrate another time." I smiled.
"Wai-Wait…"
I walked away thinking, 'Am I not pretty enough? Am I not as girly?'
"Lucy," a boy said.
I turned around to see who it was.
"Hey, I'm Lucas." He smiled.
"What do you want?" I asked solemnly.
"I can't help but notice that your 'boyfriend', Damian, left you all alone after his big win."
"He's not my boyfriend." I replied, "We're only friends. He can do whatever he wants…"
I walked away from him. Sometimes girls aren't that stupid. When another guy wants us, they say things to keep us from loving the guy already in our hearts.
But I don't love Damian, just that this guy might want to take away our friendship together since he's probably assuming that we're in love.
"Really? It doesn't seem to me like you're just friends with him." He smiled.
"Damian is not my boyfriend! I don't love him and he doesn't love me either." I argued.
Lucas smiled and looked behind me. I turned around finding Damian looking at me with serious eyes.
"Damian…" I stammered.
"Leave her alone Lucas." He snarled. Damian then grabbed my hand and stomped out the door in anger.
"Why were you talking to him?!" He asked harshly.
"It was just a coincidence."
"Stay away from him. He's…just trying to ruin our relationship as friends…"
"Yeah I know." I replied, "It was only a regular talk. It meant nothing."
He turned away…"God you're so dense…" he mumbled.
"What?..."
"N-Nothing."
"No, you just said I'm dense. How am I dense? I didn't do anything to be called dense right?"
"Idiot," he smacked his forehead.
"Then tell me what did I do to be dense?"
"You don't notice do you?" he argued. "No matter how hard I try, you're just so dense."
I thought for a bit…why am I dense? Although…maybe he does like me?! No.
But I gathered up all my courage and took a deep breath.
"You… are in love with me…?" I asked.
His expression brightened to a peach, pink and he placed his sweaty hands above the bottom half of his face.
Then I absolutely knew that he liked me, but I was speechless…I didn't know how to respond to his feelings or what my true feelings were either.
"It's…" he started, "Kind of like a confession. I think…"
"Yeah," I smiled nervously.
"So what do you say?"
I hesitated for a moment and thought it over…
Damian was so nice to me, plus we're best friends. What kind of girl wouldn't want a guy like him? Can I reach to his standards?
We stood there for a while and quietly felt the space between us.
"It's okay…how about I give you 3 days to decide?"
His voice sounded very glum and defeated. I feel that he suspects he'll be rejected since I haven't replied with an answer right away.
"Wait…" I stopped him. What was I doing? "Yeah, I do accept your feelings."
The awkward silence made the atmosphere a bit uncomfortable but he smiled and opened his welcoming arms.
"What you want a hug?" I asked.
"Do you have to ask that kind of question at this moment? You're such a loser."
Despite how he calls me a loser, he was very loving and we laughed happily on our way back home, in the yellow, orange sunset.