Alone

A crush

Dylan drove us through the drive through of Wendy's. All I got was fries and a lemonade.

"Are you sure that's all you want?" Dylan asked.

"Yeah. I'm not super hungry." I replied.

"Alright. Ready to go home?"

"Yeah I guess" I sighed. I really wanted to stay with Dylan. I actually had fun tonight.

"What's the matter?" he asked me.

"Nothing. I was just wondering if you wanted to stay at my house?"

"I don't think that's such a good idea. I could be an killer!"

"Well I guess I have a crush on a killer" I blushed.

"A crush?"

"Yeah."

"Does that mean you are going to try and crush me?"

I laughed, "No...I like you Dylan. I know I don't really know you, but I like you"

"Don't worry. I like you too. We should get to know each other a little more before I spend the night"

"Yeah" I was still blushing.

We were at my house and I got out of the car, but Dylan didn't leave until he saw me get into the house.

I went upstairs and shut the door...Wait did I just tell him I like him? God dammit!