Kieran Jace Ryan is such a clich . The popular star baseball player who can get any girl he wants. He's also a close-minded jerk who can't seem to understand why a guy would ever want to wear makeup. He won't leave me alone, claiming that what I choose to wear is distracting, that I'm a freak for being different. His bullying is annoying, and yeah, I might have been afraid once or twice, but I won't let it get to me. I won't change who I am for anyone. And despite what he might say in front of his friends, Jace doesn't actually seem to hate me as much as he claims. Especially when we're alone and I'm on my knees for him. Jace I have a lot of regrets in life, but the way things blew up with Kieran Delaney thirteen years ago is at the very top of my list. I'm sure he hasn't thought about me since then, but not a day goes by that I haven't wondered what might have been. It's so easy to pretend like he's still in my life when I can watch all of his videos, like all of his posts. Who knew