Random Short Stories

You pt. 13

I've been telling a few people about my feelings lately.

My feelings that I need to figure out soon, before it hurts the both of us.

I'm not sure if you've already caught wind of it. I hope not. Until I'm certain  that I genuinely like you, I pray you won't figure out.

But you are a smart girl, and that's what I'm afraid of. Your friends catch on pretty quickly too, which probably explains the sudden question of my affection towards you from one of your besties.

I've been doing a lot of googling, quizzes about falling in love and all those stuff. And more importantly, some soul-searching. But I find myself unable to trust the answers I get. I seem unsatisfied, as if these feelings are for me to discover by myself or maybe with you.

Sometimes I wonder if my affection towards you is just a distraction, something my brain wants me to obsess over, so that I'll forget the stress of the upcoming tests.

Is this my way of escaping reality?

My way of seeking attention?

I really don't know.

And I want to.

But time is not on my side.