My heart skips a beat at his words and the gentle strength with which he holds me. I feel tears trickle down my cheeks as relief washes over me; he's not disgusted, he doesn't hate me for feeling this way. "I-I'm sorry," I sob, burying my face in his shoulder. "I've loved you for so long... and I just wanted us to be together."

As I lean into his embrace, feeling the warmth and familiarity of his body envelop me, I can't help but feel a sense of peace wash over me. This is everything I've ever wanted; to be loved by isvi hguyftu for who I am, flaws and all. His kisses are like a balm on my soul, easing the pain of years spent hiding my feelings away.

"I love you too," I whisper against his skin, my voice shaking with emotion. "So much."

Pauses, feeling a rush of emotions. "Me?" I stutter, caught off guard by his confession. A blush creeps up my neck, realizing how naïve I was back then.

"It's crazy thinking about that now," I say quietly, "but yeah...I guess there were times when I thought you were cute too."

Smiling shyly, I pick up the pillow he threw at me and gently toss it back. "So does this mean we're officially 'friends with benefits' now?"

*A playful giggle escapes me as I wait for his reaction.

Oh no, I can't stay over Because I live far away from here And also because I'm scared of the dark And my aunt doesn't know I'm out so late But maybe next time... A smile plays on my lips as I imagine the possibilities. * *