Things continued like this for a while, I'd see her, and fall in love with her again and again, and then I'd tell myself to get over it. Though, a couple weeks later, things changed. Lucy and Kyle started having some trouble, he was having more and more personal problems, problems preventing Lucy and Kyle to hang out and talk to each other. Lucy was taking it rough, she though she did something, because Kyle is a well-guarded guy, just like the next.

Lucy was worried, she didn't want to break up with Kyle, they had made big plans for the future. They even knew the name of their first child, Jesse if a girl, Cole if a boy. Lucy kept on coming to me asking what she was doing wrong.

"You're not doing anything wrong," I told her for the 100th time. "He's probably just stressed like the rest of us, it's almost time for finals, relax a little."

"I know, but this just isn't like him." She said, clearly distressed.

"Just focus on school for now, it's going to be okay, you'll see." I said, trying desperately to cheer her up. I knew she didn't believe a word I was saying, but I was trying, and trying hard.

"Okay, I'll try." She replied halfheartedly.

She is a strong girl, the strongest I know, she's strong, talented, brave, caring, smart, responsible, and just overall perfect. God, I love her! Though, because she is such a strong girl, she never cries, she never shows her emotions, she never shows her feelings, so when she cried today, that hurt more than anything else. It hurt so much to see her cry, I hardly knew what to do. I mean, what do you do when you see the girl you love with all your heart crying? I most certainly don't know. I just stood there, awkwardly holding her, trying to calm her down. The only good thing I can say, is that we were above the band room, the one place no one goes, besides the janitors.

I continued to hold her as she started to formulate real words. I didn't know what else to do, the touch of another has been known to comfort, but I was in a really awkward situation, I liked her, and she was dating another, and I was holding her while she cried.

"He...he...he hates me I just know he does." She cried.

"No, no he loves you, he always has, and he always will. Once you love someone, you can never not love them." I whispered in her ear. She stopped crying completely, confused.

"R-really?" She stuttered.

"Really really." I said with growing confidence.

"H-how would you know though? You've never loved someone, I've known you for most of your life, you've never truly loved." She replied, a bit suspicious now.

"I have learned a few things in life." I responded as cool as I could, I could never tell her the truth, never. This again put me in a bad position.

"Yes, but love is not something you learn, it's something you experience." She replied, more confident and determined to prove me wrong.

"It's both, you experience love, and you learn for you experiences, do you not?" I retorted.

"True, but you've never experienced love." She said, her wheels were clearly turning.

"Who's to say I haven't, I don't have to tell you everything." This was all truth, that is what she did not know.

"But you have, you tell me everything, even that time you had snuck out of the house." Determined, she persisted on.

"I have not told you everything, and I shall not." I told her as sternly and as firm as I could.

"Ah, I see, you have a crush on someone now. Who is it? I won't tell." She said as the dots finally started to connect.

"Correction, I had a crush. It was a while ago." I lied, I couldn't tell her the truth, no I just couldn't.

"Who was it?" She pressed.

"An old friend, you wouldn't know them, their name was Hailey." I lied again. I didn't even know a Hailey.

"I don't, okay, I guess you have me there." She said sounding defeated. Then more upbeat, she asked. "Do you still like Hailey?"

"Well, yeah." I said trying to act a bit shy about it.

"Ah." She said sounding convinced.

"Yeah" Now that she was doing a bit better, I could leave. I wish I could have gotten out of there a lot faster, but oh well, I guess.