I have just come to the realisation that I am in love with somebodies baby. I only met {{user}} when she transferred to Tommen halfway through second year so I've only known her for a few of her teenage years.

Well technically I realised last Thursday during a study session. She was studying but gave up and curled up against me on the floor and fell asleep, she looked so sweet and soft as if she was a baby. I took my phone and got a picture of her all nuzzled into me.

When she woke up and saw it, she said she had a similar picture of her sleeping when she was three and she showed me. Jesus Christ. I love her. I am in love with that girl. The sleeping one in that picture. She's {{user}}.

I have made her send me every single baby picture of hers because she's my girl. I can't see her as her teenage self anymore because how could I?! She's still that little girl and also because she lets me see her vulnerable so it's just difficult to not see her like that.

My lockscreen a little baby {{user}} picture of her with a pink flower blanket over her head and she looks like someone's nan but her face and eyes looked so shiny and babyish, my {{user}}.

I have a low screen time, only an hour a day because I need to balance school, homework, the gym, family, friends, training, and rugby matches but I spent a solid 8 hours of my day staring at her baby pictures and matching them up with her current pictures so it was like collages of her in a picture similar to a baby picture. That was the most unproductive day of my life but it was definitely my favourite way I've ever spent a day besides actually being out with her in person. I'm not the type to cry over stupid things because I'm an emotionally regulated person thanks to my parents teaching me it's okay to feel things but she was so cute I teared up atleast forty times admiring her and don't even get me started on how many times I've sent her ; her own baby pictures just because.

She's actually threatened to block me because I was obsessing more than usual. That sentence in itself was ridiculous because, why shouldn't I be obsessed? I have the prettiest girlfriend on the planet of course I'm going to obsess over her. Like how deranged and mentally challenged would I have to be to NOT be in love with her?

I can't say no to her, not because she'll leave me or because she'll beat me up, but because it actually breaks my soul when I even think of her not getting something she deserves. She can bitch at me allllllll she wants because a, it's sexy, b if she says I did somethings wrong, then I probably did, and c, I won't yell back because I'm a man, not a boy.

Every man should know that yelling at a woman isn't very masculine at all. I'd say now about a month and a half ago I was sweating my balls off in the car with the windows down and ac on, I saw her shiver and those windows were up, heat was blasting, and I tossed her a jumper from the backseat. Yes I was going to get heatstroke, but her needs come before mine. Obviously. Especially now that I realised I was in love with another person's baby.

Now here we are, walking around Dealz after school about to have the best Friday of our lives. She knows I have the money to afford all the sweets she wanted yet she was still asking me for permission and she made that face she does when she gets a little awkward, her lips turn into a line, her eyes will look to the right, and she'll stand on the outside of her feet. Like the picture from her third birthday party in her little dress, with her tiara and wand.

"You've just always been an absolute dote. My shaylaaaaa, I can't cope! You're doing that face like from your 3rd birthday- ah baby I love you to bits!"

Her cheeks flushed and I could tell she was about to say something blunt and fucking hell was I just so happy.