It was 3rd of December.

You realized that I was freezing, you gave me your sweater with a beautiful smile on your face.

"It looked better on you that it did me, haha" You said as you tapped my shoulder.

I guess that you didn't realize my blush. Thank god.

If only you knew that I like you a lot, but I know that confessing to you would just ruin our friendship.

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Your glances were never directed at me, it was directed at Heather as she walks by.

"You like her, don't you ?" I said.

"Was it that obvious ?" You said that with a huge smile, and then you laugh.

"Well, good luck !" I said as I smacked your back.

"What was that for ?!" You said with a flabbergasted expression.

"Nothing, LMAO" I said with a smile trying to hide my pain to myself.

She was a sight for my sore eyes. She was so dazzling that even the blue sky pales in comparison. Not only that, but she's got you so mesmerized, SO mesmerized that you don't even realize the signs I dropped. I was drowning in heart-break and sadness.

Every time I sleep, I had dreams of you kissing me. That was so cruel. Why would you ever kiss… Me ?

You were out my league. I'm not even pretty like Heather.....

You asked me for the sweater you gave me. I was sad... That sweater meant the world to me.

"*smiles* You're planning to give it to Heather, aren't you ?" I said with a slight pained expression.

"Yeah... She said that she really liked the sweater." You said with a love-struck expression. "It's just polyester, I'll give you another one, alright ?"

"*sigh* Fine." I said with a darkened expression.

Yeah, it's just polyester, but you definitely liked her better. I wish I were Heather.....

I saw you with her, standing together. You guys were holding hands, you put your arm around her shoulder. Now, I'm freezing again. There was no one that gave me a sweater...

Deep down, I despised Heather. But how could I hate someone so angelic, beautiful and innocent like her ? But, sometimes I wished she were dead as she walks by holding your hand.

Her presence was blinding me. She shone brighter than the dazzling blue colored sky. How are you so mesmerized by her ? How could you have not realized that I loved you ? What an idiot. But I loved you, I guess I'm the bigger idiot. I always felt like life isn't beautiful when I'm not with you.....

Why the hell do I keep getting dreams about you building a family with me ?! Why would you even do that ?! It hurt me deeply.

She wore the sweater that you gave me.

It's just polyester, but you definitely liked her much better than you liked me.

I truly wish I was Heather, the one you loved.

"Yo, want to go to a party with me~~" you said chuckling like a mad man you are.

"Bruh, what ?" I said with quite a surprised reaction

"I NEED SOMEONE TO COME TO THAT PARTY WITH ME !!" you screamed while shaking my shoulders.

"MY EARDRUMS, YOU BASTARD" I screamed back.

"Mine too... " you said with a terrified expression.

I guess my lessons at that rock singer's studio really did help me.

"Alright, I'll go with you." I sighed. "Let me change first. "

"Yay ! Thank you, I owe you a lot~~ Let me treat you pizza later !" you said excitedly.

The sight of your bright smile and your high-pitched squeal is very precious to me.

"*smiles* Let's go." I said.

"HURRAY" you squealed.

Oh my god. This party is so horrible. That little sh- He purposely did this. I really want to slap him and then go home, but he said he would treat me pizza... I thought.

I would love to go to a dumpster, everywhere but this horrible and sickening place. I truly hate parties. And this might be the worst one I've ever been to. Oh my lord.

Wait a minute, is he starting a fight AGAIN. I thought.

"Yo. Let's go get some buffalo chicken." I said trying to stop the current argument.

"YAY. Let's go get some ~~~" you said with a cheeky smile on your face.

"Oh my god. You're so goddamn wasted. Let's go to a nearby chair and rest. Dear lord." I said with a groan while carrying your wasted self.

Poof. You sit down daydreaming.

"Let's crawl out the window." you said with a surprisingly serious expression. "I don't like anyone here except you. Hehe"

"No. Just sit down and rest." I said as I leave this crude party.

I kinda wish you were following me. But this type of crowd is certainly not my cup of tea.

You're still 19, but why do you act like 25 ? You're still that troublesome troublemaker. Your legs are wobbly, pretty clear that you can't stand properly. But your words are either flattering or rude. Wow, just wow. You ripped the jeans your mother gave you, and that cup which liquor you just chugged down your throat.

"Could you, please, PLEASE take me to somewhere that is quiet, pretty please ?!" you said to a random woman. "Should we trade drinks ????"

The poor confused woman quickly ran away from you. Leaving you flustered. It was so hilarious. You don't even know her, you idiot.

"Oh hey ! Jeanne !" you called me with a smile on your face.

My name that was rarely called by anyone. I felt goosebumps.

"Kiss me and save me till the party's over, alright ?" you said.

"WHAT THE HELL, YOU'RE DRUNK, MY GOD." I shouted.

That was real sweet of you, but I wish you were sober... You probably don't realize how red my face was.

In the end, I drove you home. You sneaked a peck on me. You sneaky fox.

"Alright, now, stop sneaking a peck on me, you sly fox. " I said, flustered.

"Stay over, pretty please ?" you said.

"Gotta bounce, dude. Go rest and get some sleep. " I said, concerned.

I really wished everything that happened at the party, was when you were sober...

I wish you were sober.

I was 15 when I first saw you. I was standing in the balcony, the guards had opened the gates for guests.

The ball was shimmering across the hall, the colorful sight of beautiful ball gowns.

I saw you struggling to make your way through the suffocating crowd.

What an interesting sight to see.

"Hello, my lady. " You said that with a charming smile. I felt butterflies in my stomach.

"You better stay away from Juliette, young man. " said my father with a cold expression on his face.

"A-ah, I'm sorry, Your Majesty. " you said, ready to leave.

"Hahahahahaha, just kidding, welcome to the ball, Prince Romeo. " said my father smiling. "Go on, just pretend I don't exist. "

As my father left to talk with other kings and queens, you were smiling at me.

"How old are you, your highness? " you said.

"Don't you know that it's quite rude to ask a lady how old she is? " I said chuckling. "But to answer your question, I'm 15."

"What a coincidence, I'm 15 too. Shall we be friends, Princess Juliette? " you said.

"I don't see why not *chuckles*" I said happily.

After a few talks, we started to dance. The time flies by too fast.

"Please don't go." I said with a saddened expression.

"I would love to stay, Juliette. But I need to go..." you said with a surprisingly also saddened expression.

We met again 3 years later, we're at the age of marriage now, how fast the time flies.

"J-Juliette, is that you? " you said, delighted with our encounter.

"Romeo, how nice it is to see you again! " I said with the joyful glee on my face.

"It's been so long, how are you doing?"

"Wonderful!! "

My excitement to see you again could be heard just from my voice. Looks like you are my first love after all.

Another ball was hosted by my father, and how happy I was when I heard you were going to be there.

"Prince Romeo, greetings, I hope you enjoyed the ball. " I said.

"Why, of course I enjoyed the party, Princess Juliette. " you said as you winked at me.

We started to catch up, talking about our family dramas, novel, and love stories about people that was separated from the war.

"Romeo, shall we go to my secret hideout? " I said.

"Why, yes!" you said excited.

"Your smile is so beautiful. "

"Thank you! " you said, flustered.

Oh my goodness, I blurted out my thoughts loud. How embarrassing.

"Shall we go to your secret hideout, July? " you said, grinning.

"July? What an interesting nickname, I was nicknamed after a month! *giggles*"

We finally arrived at my so called secret hideout. You dropped your jaw in awe. How cute.

"HOW BEAUTIFUL" you screamed.

"Shhhh, Rom, we're dead if we got caught! " I said, shocked with your sudden scream.

"I-I'm sorry, but Rom is a wonderful nickname! Haha! " you said smiling like a mad man.

We continued to sneak out to see each other, go to town, go on a little date.

My father found out about our relationship.

"Juliette, how could you hide something like this from your own father?!" said my father with a cold expression.

"F-father, I thought you would be against our relationship, I'm truly sorry, Father. " I said, stuttered in anxiousness.

"Well, now I'm against it. You hide something so important like this from your father! "said my father furious.

"No, please! " I said as tears were shed by me.

As I was crying in the staircase, you were getting me up and fixed my dress.

"Don't cry, darling. This love we have is difficult, but it's real, we're getting out of this mess. " you said trying to hold back your tears. "So, wait for me. "

And from that day on, you left me alone. I waited for you. Soon, I was tired of waiting, my faith for you started to fate.

But one day, I met you at the outskirts of town, you said "Juliette, go pick a white dress, I finally completed all the tasks your father gave me in order to marry you. *smiles*"

You get on knees and pull out the ring and said "Marry me, Juliette, you'll never be alone ever again. It's a love story, baby just say that yes... "

Cause we were both young when we first met, it's a love story that I'm willing to sacrifice for.