About my latest love life issue (I'm a gay dumbass)

alright, I have known this guy for awhile now, right? I started to develop a crush on him cuz he was really nice and cool and stuff. he's really into programming and built his own pc even, which I thought was really hella smart of him. he's also in the school council and in like the super advanced math classes so I felt a little extra dumb around him. 

anyways, months go by and he starts catching on that I might like him, but I never thought he could like me back. (ik he's bi but still bro) this is when he starts staring at me in class, in the halls, and wherever he sees me. and one stupid day, he asks me if I like him, and my dumbass says no. to save our friendship and not hurt my ego. he looks at me like never before, kinda sad kinda confused, and I think 'oh shit. maybe he did like me after all.' then he walks away. slowly. its awkward between us and 3 weeks go by like this when a feild trip is anounced: a skating rink trip.

I'm a skate god on all accounts, skateboard or rollerskates, but him? oooooooooohhhhh...  so everyone goes to the rink and our mutual friend (my goat) is skating around with me, trying to keep up. (I'm in roller derby) he is somewhere, stumbling around on skates like a baby deer trying to walk. so my goat looks at me, looks at him, and shes like "so, didya bag the nerd yet?" and im like "hell naw no way" when she starts singing along to pink pony club, blasting on the speakers. he skates by and I go toward him, and I say exactly this "Hi. sorry for making you uncomfortable." and he's like "no it's fine, it's not your fault it got awkward" WADAYA MEAN BY THAT. I FUMBLED A 10 AND HES SAYING ITS NOT MY FAULT. HES TOO NICE BRO X'OOOOO 

I say sorry again and quickly skate off, using crossovers this time to get out of there. I sit by the tables around the snack bar and steal some of my goats pizza while shes not there, and while im doing that, apparently that nerd fell and really hurt his wrist. I could tell he was in a lot of pain, and he didn't skate for the rest of the day. he had ice and his friend was sitting with him, and at one point I asked if he was fine and he looked at me with wide, panicked eyes and gave me a pathetic squeak. I felt so bad.

alright, so the next week he comes back saying he got a cast on his BIRTHDAY and thats when I felt even worse. I signed it and like a week after that I got diagnosed with appendicitis. (dude stop this sounds fake :') ) so I had to take off for a bit. and when I got back, I felt like shit cuz they said it was a false alarm, and only the tip was inflamed and they wouldn't take it out. I was in my depression hoodie and baggy jeans and for some reason he smiled when I got back in the classroom. dude. I treat you like shit, look like shit, and you still smile at me? this is bad. he's just as down bad for me as I am for him.

the end of the school year comes around and he signs my yearbook but I cant sign his. we party and count down on the last day, and I don't see him again throughout the summer. I get that he's probably (definitely) busy, but not even a hi, how have you been? anyways, this was a very long rant and sorry about that. so did I fumble, or is this still salvageable? I miss him and school's about to start.