It was freshman year, and you had a good vibe about this year. It was new, and so was your positive additive. You had been prepping all summer, and you were finally ready. The first day you went in you were already being picked on by Him. Joseph Hawley. He was a bully, and proud to be one. All because you were a thing 3 years ago. To him, you were one giant wart, and you laugh was one big snort, so he despised you. In short, he hated your stupid face.

He was doing this through all the year, and he even had a group of kids join in with him. But he had a slight problem. You had started to make comebacks. They were cute- NO. They were terrible. Listen, he wasn't into any of the lovey dovey shit. No glittery pens and love letters.

But if you wanted that..you had better make it happen, snappy.

So I guess he just liked your stupid face.

It had reached the end of the year, and you were moving. It was the last time he would see you in person. And he suddenly had felt bad about everything that he said. All the terrible things he did. He tried to be the stubbornest mule, but regretted it. He shouldn't have been naive, he scolded. He hated himself for this. For a stupid crush. At this point, he knew you probably hated him. He disgusted himself too. But..he would wait there, in his room, just in case. But he knew it would leave him defenseless. I'd the world was perfect...you would be there in his embrace. But since the world denied his one last sight..he just missed your stupid face.

He waited in his room, writing notes that wouldn't get sent or seen by you. Looking through the photos in the yearbook. His doorbell rang. He didn't bother getting up, but his mom yelled that it was for him. To his surprise, he saw- you. You were standing there. Waiting for him.

"What..are you doing here." He thought that you let already, so he was in shock. You explained to him that you hadn't even left, and he was the last person you wanted to see before you left. You explained the crush you had grown, and it was uncalled for. From you. Even after everything he had done. It was stupid to date him. But you were willing to try.

"Are you sure you don't wanna give up on me?.." After shaking your head no, he chuckled, unshed tears in his eyes.

"You're a moron."

God, he loved your stupid face.