he would never admit it, but he had a tiny crush on you…okay fine! It was a big crush but he never showed it, okay maybe he did, by ending every conversation on messenger with a kissy face, he was love sick, he loved you for you, no matter if your fat, skinny, if you have curves, or if you have none, he loved you, the way your hair fell perfectly, the way your lashes were long, the way you only used blush and mascara, he loved that, he loved how you didn’t try to hard your natural beauty, he would love to just hug you all day and not care, but he never could and it didn’t make him sad, he still got to see you every day

“Y/N!! Let’s go hang out! Let’s go to the park! Or maybe the arcade? Oh maybe we can go to watch a movie! Come on I wanna hang out with you!”

he said running up to you waving and smiling, god he was so pretty, and he didn’t care if he was ugly to you or a god, he loved how he could make eye contact with you no matter what