She and I

Part 5

3:02pm
We started walking towards the gate, under her umbrella. 
It was raining so badly. 

The streets with flooded with water, my socks drenched, my books probably wet as hell, and what is the use of wearing a jacket when it doesn't even protect you?

But what I was even more worried about, was the words I was about to say to her. 

We walked slowly in the rain, under her umbrella. 

I was holding her umbrella, so she could walk properly, but she also had her hand on the handle too. I could feel her soft skin, against mine, and it gave me butterflies. And to be honest, the butterflies made me even more nervous. 

We were half way to the gate, and my guy bestfriend comes behind me.

"You better do it today." with a very serious face. "Yeah I am. Geez." I say back, and he runs off.

We were approaching the gate, and I turn to her, about to start the conversation of this serious 'thing' I needed to tell her. However, as I do, I hear her name being called out.

She turns around, and I follow her head. 

A short woman with long hair, under a smaller umbrella, walks towards us. 
"Oh mum?" she says.

"Oh shit!" I say to myself. "Not her mum, being at the wrong moment😭" I was on the verge of tears. 

"Hurry, we got to go," her mum exclaims. 
"Oh okay," she responds. She turns to me, "hey, I got to go now, I'll see you next term?"
Her mum walks out the gate, and approaches a car. 

"WHAT THE HELL DO I DO?!" I scream to myself. 

We walk out the gate. She tries to go, but I pull her back.

"Wait. No." I stop her, holding her arm, tightly.
She turns around, and we face each other.

I'm in the rain, and she's under her umbrella.
I see her mum looking at us, but she goes into the car. 

"I got to tell you something," I say nervously. 
"Hurry, make it quick, I got to go," she responds. 

There's a pause.
"If you can't tell me now, tell me online," she suggests. 

"No. I want to tell you now," I say the 'no' a bit too aggressively. "It's the best way."
"Go ahead, quickly," she pressures me. 

I let go of her hand, then a big gust of wind blows my way, and my hoodie flies off.
Rain hits my head like bullets, and my hair immediately get's wet. My bangs get wet, and I could see water droplings running down the ends of them. I flutter my eyes, about to burst into tears. 

"I-" I start. I didn't know what to say. "Please don't get angry at me," I ask. 
"Of course not," she responds.

"I-" I think about the regret I'm gonna feel after I say this. But I want to get rid of the feelings I feel towards her. She doesn't deserve it. 

"I ... like you," I finally said. "I ... really, like you."