![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
I have been thinking about Blaine a lot.
I have been thinking about how I could not stop thinking about that kiss under the mistletoe. Or the kisses on New Year’s Years. I kissed him a second time even though we had already had a New Year’s kiss. At the time, I did not think anything of it. It just...seemed like the thing to do. But, I kissed him again because I liked it.
Then, there is the party. I want it to go well so badly, I want to make Blaine happy. I would want to make any of my friends happy, but this is just...different somehow. Or, when he was gone on vacation. The school felt empty without him around. I missed him so much. I missed all of my friends, but again, with him, it was different somehow.
Blaine is my best friend, but I have never felt this, I do not know, close, I guess, to a best friend before. Never even felt this way about a best friend before. I keep thinking about his smile, the way his head fits against my shoulder, and how he holds my hand. I keep thinking about how kind and smart and funny he is. I cannot stop thinking about him.
I... I like him. I like him a lot.
I have a crush on Blaine.
Gott, I need to talk to my sister.