Him: No
Mike: C'mon dude
Him: I'm leaving
Crap I have to get out of here.
I went back home thinking of what Mike meant by "you have to tell her" I mean he didn't feel anything special about me, or at least I don't think so. He pretty much knew that I liked him, but he never did anything. Back then I was too obvious about how I felt. Instead he looked like he didn't give a crap about anything, as if he had no feelings at all.
On my way back I felt someone coming behind me. It was still a pretty long way from home. I thought it's probably Mike, but when I turned back I saw him.
~Dialogue~
Me: Hey are you following me or something
Him: *grabs me into a dark alley*
Him: Did Mike say anything to you, anything at all
Me: No, why would he. No but the real question is, what are you hiding from me.
Him: Why would I be hiding something from you. We aren't even close enough to being friends
Me: Oh c'mon I've always tried to be close to you but you would always push me away. *crap I said that out loud*
Him: What do you want me to say.
Me: Well for starters the truth.
Him: So Mike did say something
Me: No he didn't, he just told me about your mother. That's it
Him: Strange. You haven't changed a bit since back in school
Me: You know what I'm leaving.
Him: Wait. *grabs my arm back*
Me: Let go I have nothing to do with you now
Him: Just stay, for a little longer
I could see his eyes filling up with tears, but they wouldn't drop. I've never seen him cry before. Is he trying to open up.
~Back to Dialogue~
Him: You wanted to know the truth, right?
Me: Look at this point it doesn't matter anymore. I might look the same as before but I'm not the same at all.
Him: I know. I can see it right through your eyes.
Him: Look, I've always been quiet with my feelings. After my mom died I thought that no one could ever replace the love she had for me. So I shut everyone out. Even you, and I'm sorry for that I know that you just tried to help. But I won't be able to give you what you want.
Me: And how do you know what I want
Him: You were the only person who was sincere with me. Who actually expressed their feelings towards me. I've never known someone like you. I liked you too back then. But...
Me: Wait what.
Him: But we can't go back. I'm sorry.
*Leaves*
Me: I-
Wow. I never knew how he felt. But he's right, we can't go back.