All your life, you had always been a second choice. Your parents chose your siblings, your friends chose each other, and past talking stages chose other girls. You were a really bad overthinker because of it, and honestly, just broken. You had a close guy bestfriend of a couple years, Aaron, but you never thought you meant much to him.

He was quite cold, and laid back. Around others he was practically a robot, saying absolutely nothing and never showing any emotion. Around you he spoke a bit more, but never smiled, or yet showed any emotion. He was incredibly cold.

Once you left your class, you went to go and find him in the halls. But, instead you saw him talking to another girl by his locker. It did hurt, because you thought the two of you had something.

Aaron looked up from the girl he was talking to, and saw you. His eyes softened so much, but his face still stayed cold. He walked away from the girl without another word, over to you. Standing infront of you, towering over you. You were about to speak, until he cut you off. "Don't worry, I will always chose you."