Still no messages on my phone.

I guess he wasn't going to call me back, after all. I can't really blame him. Maybe I came on a bit too strong yesterday. Surely, someone as shy and timid as him would feel intimidated.

I had noticed him long before he noticed me. With his messy blonde hair and somewhat effeminate features, he stood out. I wasn't the only one watching him, that's for sure. The one that caught my attention the most were his doe-like eyes. I swear it's like I'm being in everytime our gazes would meet. His movements were elegant in a boyish way. His smile was adorable, in every sense of the word.

I would die for that smile. And I would most likely die for him.

Still no messages.

I thought about calling him, and maybe apologize for going too fast yesterday. I'm a coward, I know, but I just can't bring myself to dial his number.

Besides, he'd promised that he would contact me when he's ready.

So, I'll wait. I can be patient.

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Still no messages? How long does he want me to wait? Maybe this is a sign for me to make a move. Yeah, that's it.

I know, I'll just casually stroll past his house. Just to see if he's home. Maybe he's out, and that would explain why he wasn't able to call me yet.

He only lives an hour and a half away anyway. Maybe he's really shy and is scared to call. Silly boy. I'll just go to him, and tell him that he doesn't have to be scared. I'll tell him that I don't mind if he needs more time.

He lives in a pretty secluded farm on the outskirts of town. I can hear the sheep from the stables as I approach. My heart sk