"Are you really sure about this?"
I could feel Jisoo's eyes on me, waiting for an answer. I looked back at her with a blank expression plastered on my face. The thing is, I'm still not sure about doing this confessing thing. It's not that you get to do that every day. Besides, there are way too many things at stake that I am most certainly afraid to risk once I decide to cross over.
Jaehyun and I have been the best of friends. All over the years, we sure have been through a lot together and throughout those years, it's hard to deny that he's exactly the type of guy I'd fall for.
Well, what can I say? He's everything a girl could ever ask for.
But then here goes the fear of ruining our friendship. Cliché as it sounds but it is what is. The what if's of this being all just one-sided just won't leave my mind and it's bothering the hell out of me.
"I don't know, unnie. It's just—"
I could only let out a sigh. Everything's just so complicated when you fall in love with your best friend. Now you have to be stuck on a situation where you don't have any idea what to do—whether you tell him what you really feel or pretend you don't feel it and just move on.
"I get it. You're scared," Jisoo said, reaching for both of my hands. "But I want you to do what exactly your heart says. If it wants you to follow him back to Seoul, don't waste another minute sitting in front of me. Time is running, Y/N!"
Always being the impulsive one, Jisoo helped me with everything. From booking the earliest flight I could get to packing my stuff. They weren't all easy but I could see how supportive she was with this whole love dilemma I'm currently in.
The truth is, I just want to let these feelings out. I feel like I should tell him, that he deserves to know somehow. I'm tired of fighting with my inner self that I should forget about it and move on because let's face it, my feelings for him just keeps on getting intense each day that passes.
"Thank you so much, unnie." I told Jisoo, giving her a side hug before putting on my coat—getting ready to leave.
"Aish, this girl," she muttered under her breath.
"Make sure the next time I'll see you, you're somebody's girlfriend!"
We both laughed.
Flying back to Seoul excites me yet makes me feel anxious of how things would turn out. The thought of confessing still bothers the hell out of me and it's starting to annoy me. The moment it was announced that the plane is about to touch down, I could already feel my stomach churning.
As soon as I stepped out of the plane, I immediately fished out my phone from my pocket and dialed Jisoo's number.
"Heavens, Park Y/N!" she groaned. "What is it that you're calling at this ungodly hour?"
I panicked and checked the time on my smartwatch. I completely forgot the time!
"I'm sorry!" I quickly replied, "I was so anxious the whole time that I forgot it's 2 in the morning there!"
I could hear Jisoo sighing after she yawned.
"Don't worry about it, pabo. How was your flight, by the way? Make sure he's gonna pick you up, alright? Wait—does he even know you're coming??"
It was now her turn to panic. Her gruff voice turning into a raucous one made me laugh a bit.
"Yeah," I nodded as if she could see me doing that. "I actually sent him a message before I boarded the plane."
