Ivy-
As I turned around I noticed Christian with a neurotic look plastered on his face.
"Ivy, I um I, well I have to tell you something kind of important".
I felt my stomach bounce around the interior of my body. What was he going to say?
"Okay first, um well hi". Hi? Was that the 'important' thing he had to tell me? "Hi" I managed to speak gripping me away from my thoughts.
"It's been awhile. Okay, so I know I haven't seen you in awhile, or even been in contact with you since I left, but I have been wanting to tell you something for years now, and I think I'm ready."
I nod my head indicating him to go on.
"I like you" Christian blurts out. Is this actually happening? Is he really saying this? I mean he never really spoke to me all those years, and now he's saying he liked me. I just don't get it.
"You- you what?" I stutter. Ugh, he must think I'm a complete loser.
"I-I like you. Have for awhile now. I know this is probably coming as a shock to you, but it's just- well the reason I never said a thing was- I was afraid, afraid I would be rejected by you. That's why I never really spoke to you. I didn't know how to act around you." Christian speaks, each breathe of his accelerating after each word flees from his mouth.
"I-um-I don't know what to say" it was the truth I didn't know what to say.
"I'm sorry I just flung all of this on you" . At that moment the bell rang, liberating me from this inimical conversation.
"I have to go I'll see you later" I say as I turn on my heels and walk away.
I knew I would have to face Christian sooner or later, it was inevitable considering I go to the same school as him, and his locker is right next to mine, but I just couldn't say anything now. I don't know how I feel about him. I need time to think about it.
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It was last period, and I managed to steer clear of Christian the whole day, but I needed to go back to my locker at the end of the day.
As I reached my locker my palms were becoming sweaty. There he was, just leaning against the lockers.... Waiting for me?
As I approached my locker my heart started beating at an almost supersonic speed. Even though I planned out what I was going to say earlier, I was still timid about telling him.
"Hi" Christian spoke flashing a smile, causing butterflies to erupt in my stomach. I do have feelings for Christian, and that is precisely what I plan on telling him.
"Hi" I answered back with a slight voice crack.
"So I thought about what you told me earlier".
"Oh cool, um-and...."
"I have feelings for you too. I have for awhile it just took me a long time to figure it out." I spoke with a huge smile on my face.
"Are you serious? That's awesome". I don't think I have ever seen a teenage boy this happy before. Too bad it won't last very long.
"But we can't be together" I choked out with a frown.
"What? Why? I thought we felt the same way about each other". Christian said hurt clearly in his voice.
"We do, but we still can't be together".
"Why?"
I hesitated, but then finally spoke up "because I'm like a bomb Christian. One day I'm going to explode and hurt everything in my path". Tears were threatening to escape my eyes.
"What do you mean. If it's about you're well- you know, then I don't care. We can get through it together". He was obviously talking about my depression.
"Look I do really like you, but it is just not worth it. I don't want to hurt you Christian, and if you don't think you'll get hurt, trust me you will. I can't drag you into all of this, and make- he cut me off by colliding his soft lips with mine.
Our lips moved in synch, and time stopped. Nothing mattered at this moment besides him and I. And for once in probably years I actually felt well....happy.
A/N sorry I haven't updated in a really long time, I have been busy, and tbh I was kinda having some writers block with this chapter and it took me a long time to write, but its finally finished and I hope you guys like it. Love you!
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