Life Of Miles # 2

In a few weeks now, I was crush-less. You know the feeling when you know you like someone and you get  up every morning with a new spirit to get to school? Yeah, that was now missing. I just went to school to well, study? no shit. And also like meet my friends and just hang around.

"We keep moving forward, opening new doors, and doing new things, because we're curious and curiosity keeps leading us down new paths." Forward, one fine day, we just talked for a few seconds perhaps. I think it was a "can i borrow your eraser?" or something. We were still in the stranger talk mode. As a few weeks passed, he seemed to be well settled in his class.  Everyone liked him and with the girls, he soon became the center of convo. That fast little kid. We started talking more frequently since now, we had common friends. No, we didn't talk all mushy stuff or anything. We teased each other with random people in the class and when he really pissed me off, he used to run away from me and make me run behind to catch him. Then he would run super fast into the boys toilet and well, that left me waiting outside the boys toilet like a retard, waiting for him to get the guts to get out and run again. We still talk about that now, and he tells me "that was all just to get your attention on me" and when i laugh it off and say "I knew it! Idiot!" he gets back to the younger us and goes like "butttttt....you still couldn't catch me" and then that breaks us of into a kiddish fight with me defending and listing the points why i couldn't and him just continuing to argue cause well, we both love it. The small childish fights and reliving old memories.

Grade 7 was now here. Yes,  time surely flies. I would summarize this grade as more of a 'well of decisions'.'Well' because some incidents took me in so deep and so dark that it was hard to decide how and weather to get out. Anyhow, we were now closer, closer than ever. We talked a lot, even about things besides the teasing. I got to know him better. Suddenly one random evening, I logged onto my facebook and saw a message. It was from him. My heart had started beating hard and fast in my chest and my stomach had that awkward feeling. I didn't like him, I knew that for sure. But why these feelings? I didn't know. As I opened to read the mail, I read that he wanted to tell me something for a long time and then he couldnt keep it inside anymore so he was just letting it out. Then I read "I love you."
"I love you?"
Not "I like you?"
Millions of questions ran through my mind in just a few seconds. Why did he say I love you? Why not I like you? Does he know or feel the difference? We've just known each other for a while. Is he just like all those other guys who just say shit and move on? I didn't know what to do.

Next day at school, I didn't say anything, nor had i replied to the mail. We didn't have any common classes that day so we didn't really get a chance to talk much anyway. However, the day after I decided I had to do something about it. Me and my friend were sitting on  the stairs waiting for our third friend when I saw him walking towards the canteen. We were sitting right at the enterence of the canteen and he was bound to pass us. I knew I had to do this. He was now right in front of me, walking by and I build my gut to say "Hey" and he just turned to me and smiled, I went on and said "Uhm, the mail?" and his smile grew bigger and he walked past to the canteen without saying anything.

Really? What was I to take of that?

Anyway, I seized another chance a few days later. As our Third Lang class got over, he was on his way out with his friend when I finally asked him frankly. "The mail? It was a dare wasn't it?" with a polite smile on my face, he looked into my eyes and said "Haha no" and I insisted, "Yeah right, very funny" and he said "I meant it, from the bottom of my heart" and then walked out.
I just stood there, thinking of weather i should be believing this or not. He seemed more than just serious. I had a weird feeling in my stomach, i felt like I had started liking him. But what? why? Just cause he liked me? Thats crap. I didn't want to like someone just cause they liked me. So I was sure I wasn't gonna make any move.

Soon, he had started giving me calls. However since he didn't have my mobile number, he had begun giving me calls on my landline. PARENT ALERT. The first few times he did, it was kind of random. Luckily i usually picked the phone so no problem there. Over the next few days though, I had begun to form a pattern of the time during which he called and so, the phone would always be next to me during that time. You may say 'Why didn't you just give him your mobile no.?' Well, because, the mobile that was given to me was earlier my mom's, the only reason i had it to contact my parents in need, nothing else. And adding to that, it was prepaid, meaning that the more he called, the more  money went, and eventually my mom would figure out. Anyway we talked for a while during the evenings, but soon, these evenings had turned into nights. We would talk for hours and hours. About what? I dont even know. Random stuff. You know when your with a person that clicks so well and you can talk about absolutely anything? Yeahh, thats was us. I didn't know yet if i liked him completely and he knew that. Although one thing was for sure, he liked me as hell. As normal human behaviour, he did ask me if I liked him too, and me, being the strightforward one didnt want to give him any hopes. So i told him I wasnt sure yet. And the most surprising yet amazing part was that he didn't mind. I'm sure he must've had that sinking feeling deep within but he never gave me any pressure. He liked me or rather, loved me unconditionally.