Tell Me That You Love Me

Epilogue

It is six months later.

I awake every morning to the same beautiful boy. His blue eyes reflect my heart. I look into them with pride.
When he holds my hand and tells me he's mine it brings me back to the moment when we had that phone call. He was so fearful of how he felt and I questioned it for so long.
The question would be racing through my mind; does he love me?
I can now answer confidently that yes, he does.

I only hope someday he will adore himself as much I love him.
How could he not? Everything about him is perfect;
The way he random dances; How curly his natural hair is; The t-shirts he wears days without washing or changing it; How he never gets scared of horrors and yet he appears to be frightened of everything else.
I just want him to know; as long as you're with me, you don't have to be afraid of anything.

If you love anyone, you should call them up and tell them how you feel and if you're lucky enough you will find a love as amazing as mine and Shane's.

"Morning." He rolls over to place a sloppy kiss against the corner of my lips.
I grin and he looks at me, puzzled.
"Why are you smiling at me like that?"
I laugh.
"What?" He sits up, smirking almost nervously.
I grab his face.
"Shut up and tell me that you love me."
"I love you." His words are smothered against my lips as we kiss.
My smile presses into his.
"I love you too." I tell him for the millionth time.

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