Epitome Of All The Fictional Boys I've Loved

Where a bookworm falls in love with the epitome of all the fictional boys she ever loved.

            “The world is not a wish granting factory.” I reread the line over and over again. I start to wonder if the feeling of disappointment I’m feeling is the same disappointment Hazel Grace and Augustus Waters felt in “The Fault in Our Stars.”  I know it’s the harsh truth but I can’t help to still imagine all my wishes, my what-ifs, the things I want to manifest into reality.

 

            I sigh loudly, making my best friend, Leo look at me.

 

“You okay, Cali? What’s on your mind?” he asks worriedly.

 

I look at him, how can I be okay? Am I even okay? It is such a broad question. How can I tell him that he is the one on my mind? Do I even tell him? I want to say so many things, how do I tell him that he is the epitome of all the fictional boys I love?

 

He is my own Harry Potter because of his courageous soul. He cracks me up just like how Percy Jackson makes me laugh when I open a Rick Riordan book. Sometimes, he can be such a Malfoy, so annoying I kind of want to punch him. He has the charm of Etienne St. Clair. He is reckless just like every bad boy I’ve read in my list of fan fictions. He is the living embodiment of Mr. Leo Valdez.

 

How can I even tell him that I am Augustus in this situation? How on earth will I tell him that six little words�"“I am in love with you.”?

 

I scrap the whole confessing idea.

 

“it’s nothing.” I said looking away from him and focusing on the book I’m rereading.

 

“yeah, right. You’re such a horrible liar.” He rolled his eyes at me.

 

“so you got anything to share?” I asked him curiously.

I looked at how his eyebrows knit together and how he does a little pout while he is in thought.

 

“well not one that I --- oh! Yeah I have so this week…” Leo starts to ramble about his week but I found myself distracted by him. The world stops, silence spreads, all I see is him.

 

As he talks, I am drawn to his chocolate brown eyes. His smile that sticks out, his sharp jawline, the little growing facial hair on his face, how he gestures with his hands to make emphasis on the story he is telling. His messy hair that sticks up everywhere but still look so soft.

 

“Then Brian went up to me and I was like ‘hey, baby!’” He continues but now he laughs at himself, I can’t help but chuckle along because it is impossible to not crack a smile when you’re with him. Suddenly, my mind drifts to our memories. The times when he held my hand, or put his arms around my shoulder, the times when he protects me, the time when he pulls me by my backpack when crossing the street, saving my clumsy bum from hurting myself. The times when he hugs me, or the times when we banter and I want to punch him just like how Hermione punched Draco, or the times when we open up to each other late at night. Times when we fight or he made me cry. All of the unspoken I love you’s but shown through each other’s actions.  

 

Every memory flashed to my mind and I realized that maybe my confession idea can probably work out, maybe my friends are right, I should make the first move. We’ve been friends for years, I know that I’m not the only one who feels like we are something.

 

I just need to shoot my shot, right? This is my shot to have a relationship like Hermione Granger and Ron Weasley or just like Percy Jackson and Annabeth Chase. This is my chance to  have my cliché young adult contemporary love story ending. Taking a deep breath,

 

“Leo…” “Cal…” we both said each other’s names at the same time. He laughed. My heart is beating out my chest.

“you go first.” I encouraged him.

“You’re my best friend and I’ve been itching to tell you this…” He paused

 

This is it. Oh my god.  “yeah?” I replied anxiously.

 

“Remember Jane?”  He probably saw my confusion so he cleared himself. “The girl from the other school? We’ve been talking, and god, Cali, I think I’m falling for her.” He said as his cheeks glow red.

 

I felt numb. I held back the tears that was threatening to fall. I can feel my heart breaking as he wears that stupid smile on his beautiful face. I can’t even hear what he was saying about Jane. It felt as if someone punched me as I realize that he is just as fictional as the other boys I fell in love with, just like them, he will never be my reality.

 

 

 

Author's Note

hey there! i wrote this for my creative writing class, i would love to know what you think!

Reviews

[Chara]

:(( sometimes we tend to see yung character traits that we love on another person that we can’t have but always remember that stories aren’t only composed of one charac :< luv u

[Notedge]

I can see that you have read a lot of books in the past because of your references pero grabe ang sakit ng piece na to like ramdam ko yung sakit so im hoping ok ka lang. this piece is great though not gonna lie and its kinda relatable pero in a guy perspective you know.

[Ysa]

So. Much. REFERENCES!!! They all came at me like a flurry of punches!!! The P A I N! :((( There's only one reference here I'm not familiar with haha. Also, I love how you were able to direct your readers to a hopeful moment before crushing said hope to smithereens :') Girl, why you gotta be so ruuuude~? HAHAHAHA! Amazing work Gabby!!! Amazing!!! Painful and relatable BUT AMAAAZIIIING! Very clear, very concise, lots of vocab and varying lengths of lines! You're truly gifted in writing! Keep it up!

[moongirl]

NOOOOOOOOOOO why so sad :((((( I felt that ending ;-; I love this asjkdl;, i love how you compared the guy into her ideal kind of guy like the one in the books cuz i relate so much HAHA. The amount of references in this thoughhhh ^^