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It was afternoon, after school ended. ______ walked around the school campus looking for her best friend Alfred. She was worried about him because during class, he looked so troubled and unsure and it pained her to see Alfred being like that.
She finally found him. He was in the infirmary sleeping on the couch. She walked over to him and crouched down onto his level. He was asleep.
______ giggled and moved away some strands of blonde hair from his eyes. He looks so adorable when he’s quiet.
______ hate to admit it but over the past few months, she had developed certain feelings for Alfred. She was in love with him. But she knows that she doesn’t stand a chance because Alfred’s heart belonged to someone else and she can’t do anything about it but just being his friend and watch him love another person. She hasn’t told him yet because she didn’t want to risk breaking their friendship.
______ glanced around and grab a blanket from the closet then draping it over Alfred’s shoulders.
Must be cold she thought and eventually she too felt the cold chill running down her spine.
She sat beside Alfred, being careful not to wake him up then draped the half portion of the blanket on her shoulder, scooting next to Alfred and laying his head on his shoulder.
It made her feel warm inside and she hate to admit it that she really like it.
She looks up and her lips were inches away from his. She blushed furiously, shaking her head.
“Alfred would never think of me that way.” She mumbled, staring at his sleeping face.
She sighed, wondering how she could tell Alfred her feelings for him.
‘I love you. I love you Alfred.’
~~~~
“…Nh” Alfred squinted his eyes then felt something on his shoulder.
“A blanket?” he blinked multiple times then turned to his side to see ______ sleeping.
He smiled and was about to wake her up when she suddenly jolted making Alfred’s eyes widen.
“A-Al, you’re awake! G-Good morning- I-I mean it’s afternoon and it’s late so I’ll be going home now bye.” She left the building leaving Alfred confused and dumbfounded.
“What just happened?” he scratch his cheek then looked down on his lap.
He smiled and brought the blanket to his face.
He really liked _______ because of her good nature and pure of heart. She’s the kindest person he knew and you can rarely find a person like her.
_______ ran as fast as she could until she was too tired to run anymore. She plopped down to the nearest bench, catching her breath.
She couldn’t stop blushing. She even rubbed her face with her palms to lessen the heat on her face and even snatched a soda from a kid to rub the ice on her face.
“My heart won’t stop beating!” she groaned, clenching her chest.
“What is wrong with me?”
Alfred finished folding the blanket then returning it to its rightful place in the closet.
He remembered ______ making that face a while ago and it suddenly made his heart beat uncontrollably.
“What was with that face?” The image of _______’s blushing face flashed in his mind and he couldn’t help but turn red.
“What is wrong with me?”
She finally found him. He was in the infirmary sleeping on the couch. She walked over to him and crouched down onto his level. He was asleep.
______ giggled and moved away some strands of blonde hair from his eyes. He looks so adorable when he’s quiet.
______ hate to admit it but over the past few months, she had developed certain feelings for Alfred. She was in love with him. But she knows that she doesn’t stand a chance because Alfred’s heart belonged to someone else and she can’t do anything about it but just being his friend and watch him love another person. She hasn’t told him yet because she didn’t want to risk breaking their friendship.
______ glanced around and grab a blanket from the closet then draping it over Alfred’s shoulders.
Must be cold she thought and eventually she too felt the cold chill running down her spine.
She sat beside Alfred, being careful not to wake him up then draped the half portion of the blanket on her shoulder, scooting next to Alfred and laying his head on his shoulder.
It made her feel warm inside and she hate to admit it that she really like it.
She looks up and her lips were inches away from his. She blushed furiously, shaking her head.
“Alfred would never think of me that way.” She mumbled, staring at his sleeping face.
She sighed, wondering how she could tell Alfred her feelings for him.
‘I love you. I love you Alfred.’
~~~~
“…Nh” Alfred squinted his eyes then felt something on his shoulder.
“A blanket?” he blinked multiple times then turned to his side to see ______ sleeping.
He smiled and was about to wake her up when she suddenly jolted making Alfred’s eyes widen.
“A-Al, you’re awake! G-Good morning- I-I mean it’s afternoon and it’s late so I’ll be going home now bye.” She left the building leaving Alfred confused and dumbfounded.
“What just happened?” he scratch his cheek then looked down on his lap.
He smiled and brought the blanket to his face.
He really liked _______ because of her good nature and pure of heart. She’s the kindest person he knew and you can rarely find a person like her.
_______ ran as fast as she could until she was too tired to run anymore. She plopped down to the nearest bench, catching her breath.
She couldn’t stop blushing. She even rubbed her face with her palms to lessen the heat on her face and even snatched a soda from a kid to rub the ice on her face.
“My heart won’t stop beating!” she groaned, clenching her chest.
“What is wrong with me?”
Alfred finished folding the blanket then returning it to its rightful place in the closet.
He remembered ______ making that face a while ago and it suddenly made his heart beat uncontrollably.
“What was with that face?” The image of _______’s blushing face flashed in his mind and he couldn’t help but turn red.
“What is wrong with me?”
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