A When I was at the age of 16, I met a common boy who would make jokes at you and then you would run after him and his guys and beat them up. After that first meeting, we kept on meeting and beating each other up at the fence. We would meet at the fence all the time and we were always together. I would tell him all my secrets. I found him easy to talk to and I could talk to him about everything. In school we had separate friends. One day I told him that a guy I liked hurt me and broke my heart. He just comforted me and said everything would be okay. He gave me words of encouragement and helped me get over him. I was happy and thought of him as a real friend. But I knew that there was something else about him that I liked. I thought of it that night and figured it was just a kind of friend that I was feeling. All through high school and even through graduation, were always together and of course I thought of it as being friends. But I knew deep inside that I really felt it differently. On graduation night, even though we had different dates to the dance, I wanted to be with him. That night after everybody went home, I went to his house and wanted to tell him that I wanted to see him. Well, that night was my big chance and all I did was just sit there with him watching the stars and talking about what I was going to do and what he was going to do. I looked into his eyes and listened to him talk about what his dream was, and how he wanted to get married and settle down. He said how he wanted to be rich and successful. All I could do was to tell him my dream and sit next to him. I went home hurting because I didnt tell him how I was feeling.
The author felt hurt on graduation night because.（）