《LGBTQIAP+ Milestones: Book 3》How I fall in love
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I'd make really close friends ever since I was a child but then I'd have to move schools, however I had one friend (let's pretend he's Matt) who I kept in contact with after I moved schools in 3rd grade because our parents are friends.
I'd see him every week and every week we'd have so much fun together until I had to move to another city at the start of middle school. I'd only get to see him in the holidays.
More and more I'd think more about him and dream more about him and after a while I came to the conclusion that I liked him right at the beginning of the school year.
Over the year my crush would expand and every time I saw him my heart would leap and I'd cherish every moment I spent with him.
Sometimes I would have minor crushes with my family friends who spend a long period of time with me before I'd quickly get over it and my mind would be clouded with Matt again.
Until recently, I realised that I have a crush on my best friend but I kept denying it, there's no way I have a crush on my friend who's a girl, so I searched it up.
The immense amount of thinking about her, hoping she'd like something I give her, waiting for her to text back, feeling something rush up my spine every time she called me cute, I tried to brush it off as a friendly feeling but I gave in and I had to tell myself that no, I have feelings for her.
I searched it up, I researched the lgbtq+ community and found out I'm demisexual.
One of my friends in the group I'm in, came out to us about being in the lgbtq+ community a while ago so I decided to tell her in secret on the way to a class where our classes are close to one another. I told her I found out I liked a girl and she kept asking who it was but I didn't tell her.
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I tried to get over my crush so I avoided my friends overall and eventually became a very quiet person but I found that I'd only want to admire her even more and my chest would ache the time my crush yelled at me for avoiding them so I tried sitting with them but I'm a lot more shy now, but it still haunts me everyday when I remember how she yelled at me, I'm scared they hate me now, I feel like they don't like me sitting with them but I don't know how else to make it up to them then to try and talk to them again.
At least now my crush seems a bit happier and a lot more goofy around me so I decided on staying as her friend so I can appreciate the little things about her when she concentrates in class or when she draws a little puppy in the back of her notebook. I find her so adorable.
As long as I can be a person that she can spend hours texting about bread, as long as I'm someone she can call cute and find me adorable, as long as I'm someone who can make her happy, then I'm happy, even if I'm only her friend.
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The Boy with the Beautiful Name
Only Sara called him, 'the boy with the beautiful name.' He was her secret obsession. In fact, he was every high school girl's secret obsession, along with several of the teachers! He had shown up out of the blue in the middle of junior year. He was tall. His arms and shoulders were tan from an exotic getaway. His eyes and hair were that milky, chocolate brown that melts your heart. And he was beyond gorgeous. Alas, he was also beyond reach to almost every lovestruck girl around him. It was whispered he rubbed elbows with royalty. His father was some big shot billionaire who was almost as mysterious as his son. What was a family like that doing in a tiny, practically nameless town in Connecticut? Try as she might, Sara could not help herself from staring at this boy wonder. It hurt when he ignored her. She was, to him, just another face in the crowd. But being near him seemed to strengthen her in a way she could not explain. Then, one morning in October, the boy with the beautiful name climbed out of his sports car and looked right at her. And he didn't look away.
8 620Fighting for Rose
-Blake-Rose stands not too far in front of the ring looking at me, her face is pale and my gut twists in ways it never has.She shouldn't be here, why the hell is she here? My hands drop to my side, the victorious feeling once flowing through me is replaced with one of dread. She saw me fighting.--------Rose-"Alright. Time for you to go." He says. I feel the pull on my arm as he tries to take me away but my feet feel like they are glued to the ground as I continue to look at Blake. He has a little smirk on his face as he looks over the crowd. A look so completely different than any of the ones I saw the other day.Then our eyes meet, and his smirk drops.He drops his hands that were just held high in victory and looks at me like he's seeing a ghost. The guard pulls harder on my arm and I go flying back into his chest. "Listen here, I don't want to manhandle you, so do as I fucking say. Move." He growls as he pushes me into the crowd of celebrating people.I do what he says and start walking towards the exit, but I look over my shoulder one last time before I'm too far in the crowd to see anything. Blake's hands are fisted by his side and his face is red with anger, his eyes are focused on the hands that are on me pushing me away from him.----- I am the original owner of this book, please do not copy. Strong language and themes of abuse, mental disorders and violence.I don't own any of the pictures used in this story.#1 in alone 11/23/21#1 in strong 11/30/21#2 in boxing 4/19/22#1 in goodgirl 5/8/22#1 in fighting 5/19/22
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8 328Declining Destiny
When all else fails in this world you can create your own. At least that's how Elena escapes her troubled reality. She is tormented and pushed around by everyone in her present, and haunted by those in her past. She can't find love with the one who hates her and she can't find it at home. But when her laptop goes on, she becomes Phoenix the Survivor and everything else fades away. With a past filled with devastation that's still coming back to haunt her and every new discovery making her question the truth behind all of it, Elena has to find a way to escape her troubles. Writing saves her for a short time, but how long can she rely on that to hold her up before everything comes crashing down? She's loved Evan nearly her whole life but one day he seemed to turn against her, she can't understand why and every insult only makes it hurt more. With only one person to turn to in this world, Elena struggles to keep her head up through her life of torment. will she make it through the other end, or kill herself trying?
8 106No Matter What
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8 534Daddy's Girl || Bakugou x Pregnant! Reader
"Daddy's going to protect you from every fucking villain out there!"You ruffled his hair as he talked to your belly. "Stop cursing at the baby!""It's fine! She's gonna be my princess anyway!""Please! He's totally a boy!""Whatever! She's going to be a Daddy's girl!"
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