Meant To Be

Chapter 11

Sophie's POV

It's been a few days since I've settled in and it was nice to have Fitz around. Nothing was awkward between us and I liked having Fitz as my roommate.

He was out for a couple errands and I let my curiosities get to the better of me. I opened my closet and reached for the small box that was running through my head a lot. I grabbed a chair and reached for the small box.

Once it was in my reach I got a good hold of it and carefully got off the chair. If it was something I shouldn't touch, I'll put it back. There was nothing in the lid and I opened the box for it to reveal a lot of papers.

They didn't seem like any document officials because of the paper print and it looked like the writing was handwritten. I grabbed a paper and read it. The date is what caught my attention.

November 17, 2015

We were in high school at the time. Sophomores. We didn't become friends until Junior year. These were probably Fitz's old journals or something.

I saw a girl at school today. She was really cute. She's also in my English class. Her name is Sophie Foster. One time we bumped in the halls and I finally got to see a good look at her faceI love her eyes. Even though they're a regular brown color, there's something about them that's mesmerizing. I love her hair too. And her smile. It was heartwarming and so pretty.

She kind of hides from the class, which was a shame because I couldn't see her pretty face. She's really smart too. She wears a lot of dull colors most of the time but I think anything looks good on her. I've never actually noticed her until she spoke in class a couple days ago. She always sits in the back. I want to talk to her. But I'm afraid it would be awkward. I told Keefe about it. He told me to go for it. But I can't do it. I'm too chicken to do it.

And that was it for that one. Fitz had liked me since Sophomore year? And he hadn't said anything? I picked up another paper this one was in 2018, we were almost Seniors.

May 16, 2018

Sophie and I have been friends for a while now, and I still haven't been able to tell her I like her. But I don't know if she'll return my feelings. She blushes around me a lot, or if I hold her hand or something, but that doesn't mean she likes me right? And I think Keefe likes her too. So what if she ends up liking him? I don't want that to happen. I've been crushing on her for so long. I don't even think I just like her anymore. I think I love her. Yeah. I love her. But she probably doesn't even feel the same about me.

Fitz loves me?

And he never said a damn thing? I was doing the same thing as he was. Telling my journal that I like Fitz, saying that I know he wouldn't like me back because I'm too much of a nerd or someone as hot or cute as him could ever like someone like me. And all along we've been oblivious and never told each other how we felt, afraid to be rejected.

But I hope he still loves me now.

Because I love him too.

(Time Skip)

I've skimmed through a bunch of these notes and they were mostly about me. They were all different years but his crush on me had grown every day.

I then heard the front door open and close. Fitz was back. I hurried to stuff the notes back inside and closed the box, sliding it under my bed.

I jumped on my bed, and grabbed the book that was on my nightstand. Should I tell him I found the box? Would he be mad at me for snooping through his stuff?

He deserves to know, but... Yeah. I'm going to tell him.

I walked out my room and I found him putting a few grocery bags down in the kitchen.

"Hey Fitz?"

"Yeah Soph?"

"I found something in my room." His face scrunched up in confusion.

"What is it?"

"A box. It had a bunch of letters, from a couple years ago." His cheeks turned red in embarrassment.

"Oh. Uh, I hope you didn't read any."

"I read a few actually."

"Oh. Well I'm sorry, I know I had some things in there that were awkward for you. I totally forgot I had it in there."

"No, no. It wasn't awkward. I think it was sweet. And I had no idea that you had felt that way."

"Well it was just some stupid notes. They hadn't meant anything." My heart sank.

"Oh, then nevermind."

Fitz's POV

I made a mistake. Why did I tell Sophie they meant nothing? That was so stupid.

"What I meant was-"

"No, it was fine. I know what you meant."

"No Sophie-"

"Seriously Fitz. It's fine. I'm sorry I brought it up anyways." She turned away and gently closed the door after she entered her room. I messed up so much.

And however I felt in those notes I wrote, I still feel the same way about her now.

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Hey guys! It took less time for me to update for this chapter but I'm glad I did. I wanted to add this part only to make it more longer and I thought it would be a good add-on. Anyways, thanks for almost 700 reads?! I always get surprised when I see the numbers change. Thank you for reading, voting, and commenting! I'll see you in the next chapter! Byeeeee!