The Words I Never Said [editing]

0.5 [part three]

"Danielle! Wait!" Jonas says, running after me.

I continue running, until I make it to the girl's bathroom. I push open the wooden door, and run into a stall, locking it. I cower into a corner, pulling my knees up to my chest and cry. Moments later, I hear heavy footsteps enter the bathroom. I try my best to silence my sobs, so no one will notice me, but the footsteps stop at the exact stall I locked myself into.

"Danielle?" Jonas says, "it's me open up."

I don't move or make a sound.

He sighs and says, "I still want to be your friend, okay. I don't care what other people are saying; I don't care that you're mute, and I don't care that that asshole is bullying you, because I'm going to help you--fight for you.

You are the most kind and the most unique person I've ever met. You're actually the only friend I've made since middle school. An-And I don't want to give you up." Jonas takes a deep, shaky breath. "Even though I've only met you today, I feel drawn to you, like I'm meant to support you, and you're meant to support me. I might just be insane, but you're special to me, Danielle, and I never want to lose you."

I've stopped crying now, but tears still brim my eyes. I sit there in shock at the words that Jonas just said.

I write quickly down another message, sliding it under the stall door.

Then don't, it reads.

I unlock the door, drying my eyes with my sleeve. We both smile. I walk to Jonas, wrapping my arms around his waist, bringing him into a hug. He rests his head on top of mine.

"Never," he whispers.

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cute cute cute.

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