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"HE SAID WHAT NOW?!" Mariah's voice rang loudly through your ears, It was safe to say you probably had damaged eardrums.
You buried your face in your hands. At that moment, when he announced those three words to you - those three words aren't just some words to joke around with. Those three words can play with anyone's heartstrings.
But the way he said it; the way it rolled off his tongue, "I love you" and the way he looked at you, as he confessed the love he had for you. There was something so genuine about it. Like he has lived thousands of times on this earth, waiting for this exact moment to present this kind of love to you, like he wouldn't wanna give it to anyone else.
(I swear this writing class I took this past semester has done me justice🫡 anyways back to the story🏃🏾♀️)
Over these months you have known Eren, it would be a lie to say there haven't been moments where you would have said those words to him. Those moments where he would make things so perfect - those words would sit at the tip of your tongue, threatening to be spoken. But you knew it was too soon.
You honestly still felt it was too soon, even more so considering everything. He has been working on himself, and working on gaining your trust back. He's said more apologies than you could ever try to comprehend. He knows you haven't fully forgiven him, and he isn't going to force you to do so.
He never wants to push you to do anything you don't want to right away. He's impatient, that's for sure thing, but he is willing to wait for as long as you need.
Even after he confessed his love for you last he made sure you didn't feel pressured to return it so soon. "You don't have to say it back now. Take as much time as you need, no pressure, love." He told you.
But at the same time - deep down you knew that you loved him too. Maybe even more now that you see how he's been working on himself, just to be better for you. Deep down you didn't care if it was too soon or not. But deep down you were still scared of giving your heart and having it shattered into a million pieces again.
To say you were at war with your own mind was an understatement.
"Did you say it back?" Mariah questioned, you shook your head. "No, he told me it was not to feel pressured to say it back right away." You told her.
"That's good that he's not forcing you," she said. "I still wanna beat his ass, but at least he's taking your feelings into consideration, not making it where you felt pressured to say it back." She said.
You laughed at her remark about wanting to beat his ass. "Nah I'm deadass, imma still snatch that 20 inch buss down off his scalp." She kind of joked. "But for real, at least he has been trying to better himself, like actually put some effort in." She said. "Niggas- hmm, I'm sorry." She cleared he throat. "In your case, wiggas nowadays wouldn't even say a simple sorry."
