Eyes Up, Rise Up, Wise, Up

Amalie

Today I was texting Wyatt.

Amalie: hey

Wyatt: Hello

Amalie: do you want to play truth or dare

Wyatt: Sure

The only reason I wanted to play was to confirm a growing suspicion I had. But I wasn't going to tell him that. If he knew the thoughts that were running through my head, his lips would be sealed.

Amalie: okay your turn first

Wyatt: Okay

Wyatt: Who do you like

Amalie: nobody

I knew it probably sounded ridiculous. I was the kind of girl who always liked someone. I was always flitting around from one crush to another. I knew he wouldn't believe me. But believe it or not, I was telling the truth. I didn't like anyone. I knew he couldn't say the same about himself.

Wyatt: Yeah right

Wyatt: Actually tell me

Amalie: i promise i'm telling the truth

Wyatt: Mhm

Amalie: i don't know how to describe it. i haven't liked someone for real in a long time. like most of the time when i have a crush it's just me liking them from afar, without really knowing them.

Wyatt: Oh okay that makes sense

Now he believed me.

Wyatt: Now your turn to ask me

Amalie: who do you like

This was the part I had been waiting for. I was pretty sure I knew what his answer would be. And if my suspicions were correct, I was going to have a major problem.

Wyatt: *typing**stops*

Amalie: wyatt c'mon

I knew it was going to be difficult to make him admit to his feelings for this girl. He always found crushes to be such a big deal. But I understood a bit because yesterday he had even admitted to me that he really liked this girl- not just for her looks but for her personality, too.

Wyatt: I'm not telling you

Amalie: why not wyatt

Amalie: i tell you everything

It was true. I told him everything- every secret, every insecurity, every interaction was shared with him. I had a lot of trust in him. But it took so much effort for him to find that sort of trust in me.

Wyatt: Fine

Wyatt: You have to delete this text after I send it and send a ss for proof

Amalie: yep i will

Wyatt: Charlotte

I knew it.

Amalie: *deletes text* i deleted it *sends ss*

Wyatt: Thanks

Wyatt: Promise you won't tell

Amalie: dw i won't

Holy shit. We were in deep, and there was no going back.