I love you

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Ryan pov:
' Those polaroids freaked me out. Why did he take those? ' I asked myself. I tried to ask him about them, but he had a terrifyed look on his face. He was even more pale than usual.

" Y-you s-saw them, d-didn't you? " he stuttered.

" The polaroids ? I did. Whats with them? " I asked, while being confused.

" SHIT! You shouldn't have seen those. And the truth is-"

He was cut off by my girlfriend Daria, who just entered the room.

" RYAN! WHY ARE YOU WITH THIS FREAK?!? DON'T YOU KNOW YOU SHOULDN'T HANG OUT WITH HIM??!?
she yelled.

" And you shouldn't cheat on him. " Devon whispered, angrily.

" WHAT DID YOU SAY YOU WEIRDO ?!"
Daria said loudly.

" You cheated on him, slut " Devon said, loud enough for Daria to hear.

" H-h-how d-do y-ou know? " she whispered.

I was shocked. My suspicions were true. And Devon knew about them. He knew before me. How did that happen.

" Listen up whore, everyone in the school knows you're cheating on Ryan. And with three guys. Just admit it already, its getting boring. " Devon sarcastically spoke, as Daria broke down in tears.

" Y-YOU B1TCH! YOU SHOULDN'T HAVE TOLD HIM! ITS TRUE RYAN, I DID CHEAT ON YOU WITH THREE GUYS, AND I DON'T EVEN REGRET IT! " she yelled, as she was wiping of her tears.

In the blink of an eye, she was gone. ' I have never seen this side of his before...I wonder what triggered him into doing that '. He looked at me with a sweet face, like the Daria scandal didn't happen.

'' So what are we doing today Ryan? "

" Well Devon, Daria cut you off when you were explaining the polaroid things, so u can continue. "

" Uhhhh....so.....I had been in love with you since I first saw you. I wanted to admire you more, since I couldn't find the courage to talk to you personally, I took polaroids and wrote poems. I'm sorry I have done all this, and if you don't want to be my friend anymore it is ok-

Devon was cut off by Ryan kissing him on the lips. It was a beautiful passionante kiss, Devon kissing back. On the nurses bed, Devon stayed with a cherry red face, processing the fact that his crush kissed him.

" W-w-why did you do that? " Devon asked, still processing.

" I had a crush on you for a long time, longer than you imagine. So Devon, would you like to be my boyfriend ? "

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