Wrong

There are some things that are not meant to be shared with the rest of the world. This may or may not be one of them, but it's been kinda weighing me down. No one actually needs to read this, I just needed to tell someone. Hello, someone.

Kevin. Let's call him Kevin, even though that's not his real name. Let's go over the good things: ...wait. Hmm. He's, uhmm, really sweet to *everyone*. He's, uhmm, persistent.

Let's go over everything else: He flirts with everything that has boobs. He's a pervert. He tried to touch me, kiss me, get me to marry him, get me to kiss him again...

He walks me to at least three classes per day and always puts his arm over my shoulder and has to hug me before he let's me walk into class, usually late. I usually take his free hand over my shoulder and lace my fingers between his, but it's like my act of desperation. I want Kevin to be a specific someone else so badly. Kevin's warmth at my side makes me want to cry.

Every conversation usually starts out by Kevin saying, "Hello, beautiful," or gorgeous or something. I just can't help but smile at it, but then he's not the him that I want. Then Kevin will proceed to ask me to marry him or kiss him, or sometimes both, and he'll wedge his hand between mine folded over the table.

Lunch on Friday was probably the most outright just askdghjfsadjgh; he's ever done though. We were having a normal conversation, and Lynch came over and I had Zoe on my right, Cammie standing on my left, Kevin sitting at my left, and Connor hugging me while standing up from behind. While Connor was hugging me, Kevin took my hand and Zoe took my other, taking claim over everything. Cammie took a picture and Lynch walked behind us all. Then out of nowhere, Connor poked me and I obviously screamed. Then Kevin poked me and I screamed again. Knowing that Lynch was likely the next person to poke me, I sat on the table and tried to escape over the table, all while being poked and screaming cuz of tickles. Kevin decided this was perfect timing to hold me down on the table and lean into me and tried to kiss me. I squirmed away enough, but I think he still got my cheek. Zoe literally had to pull Kevin off of me, but Kevin still walked me back to class, acting like everything was perfectly normal. I really wish Kevin was someone else. If Kevin weren't here and I had who I wanted, I'd be happy to hold his hand as he walked with me and I'd never let him go once he hugged me and let me go into class. I want to know his smell and hear his voice telling me he loved me and wants to spend the rest of his life with me. But that's just a fantasy. I'm stuck with Kevin. When I actually told him about Kevin though... It made me happy to know that he cared if someone even dared touch me. He's good for that.

And if Kevin ever tries to take my phone to text him again that Kevin's going to steal me, all hell's gonna break loose, wonderfully.

I always feel bad just 'cuz Kevin's trying too hard and needs to stop flirting with everyone... One of these days someone's actually gonna like Kevin, and he might even break her heart.