I once again wake up in Milan's arms and I couldn't wish for anything else. Well I could, but not if it would mean losing this. Yesterday was incredible. I never realized he knew me this well.
I snuggle closer to Milan embracing his warmth.
There were millions of moments where I just wanted to kiss this boy but instead I just hugged him. I'm still a bit overwhelmed to be honest. Seeing Steve and the others really did something to me. It made me realize how stupid I am.
How could I think no one cared about me if I have my own parents, Milan's parents, Steve and his employees, my friends and Milan. Milan, the boy who has his arms wrapped around me tightly. The boy who has always been there for me.
I groan before untangling myself from Milan and going to my own room to take a shower.
When I'm done I put on some comfy sweatpants and one of my old Harry Potter shirts before heading down stairs for some breakfast.
''Good morning son, come have breakfast with me and Catherine.'', John greats.
I can't help but smile at his choice of words. Son.
Catherine waves at me with her mouthful while I sit down across from them.
''So how was yesterday? ''
And so it starts. I told them about almost everything that happened yesterday.
''It would be so much fun! The six of us going there for dinner, like one big family!'' I state excited at the end of my story. I just finish my last bite when Milan enters the room looking sleepy, and hot. Really hot.
''Good morning Milan.'' Catherine says only receiving a grumble in return.
''Not your best morning is it?'' John states only receiving a glare in return.
'Hi, Mie. Took you long enough to wake up.'' I chuckle receiving a toothy smile in return.
''So did you enjoy your trip yesterday?'' My mom asks.
''Yeah I did but I don't think I've got much left to tell considering Max has been awake for a while.''
''How rude.'' I state pretending to be offended with the voice of Stephanie Tanner.
They just look at me weirdly and I take that as my cue to leave them to go to my room.
I just need to think for a little while and looking at Milan his sleepy head isn't really helping anything. Or maybe it is, I don't know. I'm so confused. It shouldn't be like this. I shouldn't feel like this. I shouldn't have felt butterflies the moment Milan peeked his head around the corner. I shouldn't have. He is my best friend. Friend. Friend. Friend. Who's a boy. Boyfriend. No stop. Ughhh.
I don't know how much longer I can take this. Should I tell him? Just spill the beans. But what if he will hate me afterwards? But I can't move on as long as he won't tell me he isn't feeling the same way. I just need him to tell me he's not into me.
After half an hour of contemplating things I finally stand up. I made my decision. I need to tell him. Right now.
And with those thoughts I leave my room and walk towards Milan's. I knock on the door and soon after I hear a soft 'come in'.
I open the door and see Milan laying on his bed reading a book. That's really fricking attractive!
''Hey Mie, can we ...'' I stop talking. I can't do this. Milan is looking at me with those big light brown eyes and I just can't lose that. I can't. ''Play some video games?'' I hear my self asking.
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