As we finish our lunch, we lay on the grass together. "I love you Olivia" I say grabbing her hand. "I love you too India" she replies smiling at me, she's so beautiful. "Are you ok?" She says as I sigh. "Yeah I guess.." I reply. She sits up and looks at me with a concerned expression. "Stop lying, tell me what's wrong" she says grabbing my shoulders, her expression has now changed to worry.
"I don't think I'm good enough to be your girlfriend.." She looks confused. "What? Why?" I sigh and look at the floor. "I mean, your beautiful, funny and intelligent and then there's just me..." I say as tears start to form in my eyes.
"Are you kidding? Your perfect... you are funny, intelligent and beautiful. I love you so much, your more than I could've ever asked for..." She says pulling me into a hug. I start to sob into her shoulder "I'm a mess..." I say laughing through my tears. She laughs too "your a perfect mess..."
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The average life of a Pansexual teen
Teen FictionThis is about a girl called India (me) and she happens to be pansexual. Follow her through high school as she battles bullies, relationships, feelings and life.
