He didn't come back.
I waited and waited.
Blake never came back.
It had been a week and I was planning on making a move again.
I couldn't lose him.
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"Blake!" I called out, he stopped and turned around.
"Yes?"
I scratched my head. "I don't know what happened to me that night, I don't get attached to anyone so if I freaked you out, sorry."
But I do! I like you more than I should! I don't know what this feeling is! Help me, please.
His eyes softened. "It's alright, I'm sorry for being so harsh. I was drunk."
My smile didn't reach my eyes. "It's okay. Meet me tonight?"
He nodded and left.
As always, no one noticed my shattered heart.
If the only way to have Blake with me was by being used, I'd let him. I won't complain.
I just hope I figure out what this overwhelming feeling is.
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