The bus boy

I am a normal looking boy, who in front of others I look like someone ordinary and super polite, but I am a little different with my friends. They make me be someone cheerful and playful, with a bit of an aggressive because I like to fight lightly, sometimes I look like the "mother" of the group, because I am always the one with the best conscience about right and wrong and I always end up being the one that ends up with the moods.

They know me so well that they know that hugs and kisses are things that I normally don't accept, because in the past I suffered bulling and I ended up creating a social phobia out of it. I hope that one day I can get better, because what I wanted most at this moment was to declare myself to the boy that I am enjoying.

I met him when I was on the bus going home, when it happened that the bus was full and I was sitting down, it ended up that he was standing next to me, listening to music and reading a book that seemed to leave him a bit confused, looking almost to the point of crying.

When I saw his tears coming, I opened my bag and offered him a handkerchief, but everything at that exact moment had changed for me, because that boy with light brown skin, light brown hair and green eyes, looked into my eyes and with a smile, with tears still flowing gave me a smile that made my heart stop for a moment and the desire to embrace him, even with my phobia was gigantic the desire.

After those times all the days I come back from school I observe by the corner of my eyes the beautiful boy with the phone and a book.

In one of the days I was seeing him I noticed something different, there was a girl with him and she made him laugh with a big smile, the moment I saw that scene I felt my heart shatter, then I pressed the button and went down at a random point, because I couldn't stand to watch it without ending up in tears.

When I got on the next bus I endured with all my strength not to cry and when I got home I ran into the arms of my dear mother, who was always the only person who was with me when I realized something was wrong.

I spent hours crying, until a moment came when with my mother's affection in my hair and the fatigue for the tears that fell I slept.

The other day I woke up early and when I looked in the mirror I noticed my eyes red, cheeks stained with tears and to finish my sad look for the disappointment I felt in my heart.

When I arrived at school I was stared at by many people in the corridors, but as soon as I entered my class I saw the desperate look of my friends when they saw me in that state, because none of them had ever seen me sad or crying if it wasn't for an injury.

During the classes my friends kept trying to cheer me up, but they only got a few smiles, because the pain I felt was stronger then the hapiness.

When I left I asked for something that was usually unimaginable, which was a group hug, they were all scared at first, but soon they realized that I needed it and that the situation was too bad to reach this point.

When I arrived at the bus stop, what I was going to get had just passed, but I saw that the boy who made me feel was looking at me in despair, as if he was going to cry. This scene repeated itself for two more days, because even if it hurt to see the look he had, I couldn't bear the pain of being in the same place as him.

After those three days, I expected to find him looking at me like that from inside the bus, but he wasn't there.

I was very surprised by this and supported my backpack on the ground between my legs so as not to fall for the lack of a weight support, until a little later I felt two hands on my waist and a breath in the back of my neck.

I soon began to panic, until a voice that I had heard a few times came out. Incredibly the boy I like, who broke my heart is behind me. He spoke softly

"If you calm down a little, it's me."

As soon as I heard this I tried to turn around to see if I wasn't hallucinating, but I'd forgotten about the backpack.

If it had not been for him holding me in the waist I would have fallen on my back, but at that moment I did not care much, because my only wish was to run to a safe place and cry.

Until I noticed my situation, I was being pulled around his waist, being more specific to his body, my face started to burn and his voice made itself present with a slightly desperate tone

"What happened to you going out that day out of nowhere, like that. Why don't you take the same bus as always, I'm going crazy, because I feel like it's my fault, but I don't know the exact reason!"

I was surprised at the words he said, because I didn't expect him to care so much about me. I gathered all my courage and was sincere, with my low voice, in the whispering tone I declared

"You broke my heart"

I saw him wanting to cry and I realized the desperation in his eyes when he said

"How I broke him, if my only will was to have him all to myself"

These words made me happy and surprised at the same time, so I let out a light smile and lifted my head to see his eyes and with my eyes still showing a certain sadness said

"That day when I saw you without your phone and book talking to that girl with that smile, I felt my heart crumble for the simple idea of you dating someone"

After my words, I only saw his smile appear and shine like that of a child, when he got the gift he wanted, right after that he pulled me closer, hugging me with affection.

He moved his hug to close to my ear and whispered

"That girl I was talking to was a cousin of mine, who is also my best friend and who wanted to know at all costs who was the boy I talked so much about"

As soon as I heard those words I felt my face burn and I pushed it out of my embrace, then I lowered myself down forming on the ground, hiding my face for the shame I was feeling. Soon I felt arms catching me and carrying me like a princess, then he passed his nose to the side of my neck and left a kiss, after which he spoke

"So the boy I love feels the same, this information makes me very happy, what do I do knowing about it... hmmmm let me think... obviously I have to do it!"

I feel him coming down from his lap and leaving me standing, a little later I realize that he's kneeling and talking

"My beloved bus boy, do you accept that we begin to know each other better? And besides, I have a proposition for you, do you accept to be my boyfriend?"

I felt my knees weakening and I looked into his eyes to see if it was something like a joke, but I saw that it was real, so I said it twice with my head.

His nervousness over his question then faded and he picked me up and turned me in the air with a smile, when he stopped, looked at me deeply and approached me and pulled me into a chaste kiss, which slowly turned into a passionate kiss.

That's how my romance with the bus boy started ♡