Have you ever just felt so hated by someone you know loves you?
Like you know you're special to them, you know they care deeply for you, you know that.
But one day they just stopped showing it.

You believe it's your fault, that they're mad at you. You don't know what you did, you're too scared to ask. So you hope that it blows over.
It doesn't.
You give them space and time. A month or so goes by. You decide to consult your best friend who says that she was going to ask you about the same thing.
So you come up with a plan. When your not in the room, your best friend is going to talk to him.

You leave the room and when you return your friend says you have nothing to worry about.
He begins talking to you again.
That day.
After that the old cycle returns. You two barely say a word. It makes you feel worse about yourself than you already do. Although he probably didn't know it, when he hugged you from behind it meant the world to you. When he left notes in your locker reminding you that he loves you.
It helped you get through the day, knowing that one person loved you and cared so much.

And then you think about this.
He was wrongfully been accused of cheating on you before. What if he was just trying to pull an Alexander, trying to make up for it and once he thinks your over it to just forget about it all.

He doesn't know how insecure you are, especially about the way you look. And then he's being so ignorant to that critical fact that he pranks his friend with something that leaves you near tears in a bathroom stall.

But you still love him.