Minho's Pov
Emma and I were best friends but I desperately wanted to be more. Thomas assures me that she feels the same way I do but if he's wrong I was sure it was going to ruin our friendship. But it was getting to a point that I'd have to ask her or I'd go completely crazy. I couldn't take it any longer, I had to take a risk. I looked around and saw her talking to Alby. I walked up to her.
" I'm sorry to interrupt. Emma can I talk to you? In private? "I timidly asked. She nodded her head and followed me to my room. I closed the door once we got inside.
" I can't take it any longer. I like you, i like like you, I want to be more than just best friends," I said nearly pulling my hair out. I was silenced when I felt her lips against mine I instantly kissed back.
" If you're asking me to be your girlfriend, I'm saying yes," she said.
I smiled wide and kissed her again. That was three weeks ago and things have never been better. I just came back from the Maze and the sight before me wasn't pretty. Thomas and Teresa having a heated argument.
" You never spend enough time with me! I don't feel loved anymore! I'm breaking up with you Thomas!" Teresa screamed and stormed off. Watching the two of them fight made me think of my relationship with Emma. I became paranoid. What if Emma felt that way? I'd die if she left me. Letting my paranoia get the best of me I ran to Emma. I waited impatiently be the Maze door for her to get back. The second I saw her I took her into my arms and spun her around. She was a giggling mess by the time I put her back down. I kissed her nose still holding her.
" What was that for? " She asked.
" Because I want our love story to last forever because I love you too much to ever let you go, " I responded. She kissed me after I said that. Just to surprise her I hauled her over my back. She squealed in what I hoped was excitement. Just to show off a liitle, I carried her up to the lookout tower with her still on my back. I gently set her down a pulled her down to lay beside me. We stayed like this for a while as we watched the stars. Her head was layed on my lap. I traced shapes on her forehead and played with her soft hair. By this point, she was sleeping soundly on me. I knew she felt loved. There was no doubt about it. It was times like these I treasured. I smiled and kissed her forehead. I picked her up and carried her back to our room. Man I love her.
