Ron's POV
I looked at Adria as she layed her head on my lap. I guess thank you was a good enough response. Adria. Adria. Adria. I can't get her out of my head. She's just out of this world. She wasn't perfect. She was human, having her ups and downs. But she pushes through, and I truly love her for who she is. Even though we're not really considered as the lovers I hoped to be , I'm just the bestfriend she needs when it's needed the most. The typical shoulder to cry on. I'm not the one that makes her feel the butterflies in her stomach , not the one she dreams about every night , not the man that she cries over. I'm just her bestfriend.
But even though we aren't more than just bestfriends , I am not risking to let this angel go. She's the only person I have. She's the only person I need. I'm not letting go of that smile on her face , the gleam and happiness in her eyes , the sarcasm she gives out every minute and every hour , and just the way her personality flows.
Our story is kinda cliche , and it hurts. But, her being in my arms , is already enough for me.
"I'll always be here for you." I told her , gently stroking her hair.
"I'm not taking that as a promise.." She mumbled. Is she scared I might let go of her? I can never imagine such a thing.
I leaned forwardly where my face met her pouting expression.
" aww does Adria think Ronald is lying? " I called, pinching her cheeks.
She shook her head slightly.
"We better get going now , we might be late for class." I said. She stood up and rubbed her eyes. Damn she's adorable.
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