I'll let fate decide-¿short story?

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As the film continued it became white sound in the background of my thoughts. I was looking but not watching, hearing but not listening. My mind couldn't help but wander to what made him so special to me.

When i told him that girls would've killed to be his girlfriend, i didn't think I would've found myself between those girls. Not that i would've killed to be his girlfriend, not that i wanted to be his girlfriend. But something about him just seemed to draw me in.

Maybe it was how he was so gentle and caring, maybe it was how his eyes seemed to shine when he talked about something he liked, maybe it was how concentrated he looked while playing volleyball, maybe it was how good he is with kids, maybe it was how my little sister immediately took a liking to him, maybe it was how he enjoyed spending time playing princess and prince with my little sister, maybe it was how worried his voice sounded when he asked me if i was ok, maybe it was how concerned he was when i told him i couldn't sleep, maybe it was that gesture of moving my hair out of my face that he made while we were laying in bed, maybe it was how we were now cuddled under the covers watching a movie he never liked because i wanted to watch it.

I don't know what ------ did to me to make me like him so much, and maybe i didn't want to know.

Maybe i just wanted to enjoy the time we were spending together right now, without ruining things like how i always did.

Maybe I would've let fete decide the future of our paths, decide if we were destined to be together or not. Because i may not be a romantic person, but i believe in fate, and if fate wants us to follow different paths, then be it.

Or maybe i would've told him how i felt in that exact moment and just get it over with. Because although i believe that things take their time to happen, i was never one with a lot of patience.

"I think i lost our bet, i fell in love with someone before you. I... I think love you -----"

Hearing no answer i turned my head to look at ----- only to find him sleeping. Slowly my other senses started to come at me and i could hear the static of the TV, turning towards it i notice that the film ended.

'I zoned out for the whole film...' i thought. Turning my head back towards ----- I smile before closing my eyes and laying my head on his shoulder.

Maybe i should be patient, just for this once, just to let fate decide. Until then, I'll keep enjoying the little moments and pretend that the pink on my cheeks isn't because I'm blushing, but because it's too hot outside and i forgot my suncream.

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