Small story (might start updating these to wattpad)

Sal pov

“Oh god what’s wrong with me?!” Currently I was panicking to myself because I just realized that I had feelings for my bully, Travis Phelps. 

“I-I have a loving girlfriend and yet I still can’t get him out of my mind” I was pacing around my room while ranting to gizmo even though he couldn’t understand me.

“God I hate his short blond hair that’s always styled so perfectly and his white tee-shirt he would always wear around summertime. I hate the way his hands were so veiny but petite and the way his muscles would flex just right when he went to grab a pencil. I hate his tan skin that shimmers in the sunlight and his stupid jean shorts, god I hate him so much… but I really don’t”

I sat on the floor of my room and grabbed at my pigtails to try and ground myself

“What am I going to do I’m so fucked..”

I may or may not be in a sal situation rn lol im just hoping my bf won’t read this anyways I hope y’all have a good day/night and remember to eat and drink some water!

Update 

Nvm I love my bf 😋😋

Turns out I just wanted to be friends with him