Lewis was like none of the other boys at my school, he was kind sensitive and hilarious. I wasn’t exactly pretty, bullies put my confidence down. I had gone through various stages of liking boys but never actually loving them. i met Lewis in year 8, thanks to one of my friends (sascha) being friends with him as well. i didn’t love him, i found him weird and annoying but whenever my friends dumped their boyfriends and i had to help them, he was there to cheer me up, i first realised i loved him when my mate went out with his best friend, i was distraught the thought of a double date! but they split up after 4 months and the day they had an argument me and Lewis were mucking about not taking a blind bit of notice- this angered my mate. I told her a week kater my true feelings- she was jealous she had liked him earlier in the year and he had turnd her down. so she backstabbed me- she told him. on the monday after the weekend, he kept coming up to me saying “i know” with a big grin on his face. that night he was talking to me on the phone and he suddenly said ” i have evidence, your mate showed me the text where you confessed” and then he said “so who do you like?” i blushed and replied “she could have faked that” and continued in saying “but she didnt” after a long conversation and hours before i could get my courage up to ask him, we were going out- i was soo happy- i told everyone! the next day i was frightened, we hugged and the next day we went out together, but things started to go down hill after 4 weeks- it wasnt we didnt love eachother- it was the constant annoyance of bullies saying to me “you arent good enough for him” we desperately loved each other but couldnt carry on with the constant abuse- we split up and to this day we still love each other.