He Loves me... I Love Him Not

But I Just Might - A Short Ending

Skylar

I turned to face my bed frame. Cammie and Amy were over tonight for a sleepover. I couldn't ask for better friends! Over the past couple months, things have gone strangely weird. This guy, Ryan, has been flirting with me non stop! It's so annoying.

Hey Sky, how are ya? -R

Sky, I wanna show you something -R

Come over later -R

Three missed calls from Ryan

Sky. Answer. Please. -R

15 missed calls from Ryan.

2 missed calls from Mom

Coming over later xx -C

10 ignored texts from Ryan.

My phone had kept going off all night! I eventually turned it off. The prick. He would keep insisting that I meet with him. Why was it so important? He bullies me! Or at least used to.

Cammie turned my TV off and smiled at me.

"Get dressed. We have to go out tonight," she said, smiling wickedly. I looked at her for a minute then slowly stood up to go get primped.

*

I stood on the beach. Cam had ditched me. I had been standing in the cold for a while now. Winter had soon taken over the city, snow fell gently on my brown curls. I curled in closely into my scarf. Someone had to come for me, right?

And they did.

"Skylar," I hear from behind me. I turn, and there's Ryan. Just standing. Looking adorable. Wait, what?

His nose was red. Snow was dusting his hair that fell in shaggy waves around his face. He was wearing a black trench coat, a gray turtleneck, and a red scarf. It was somewhat working for him.

"Hey. You wanted to talk?" I replied. He nodded quietly.

"I just.. I-- I guess I just wanted to see you. Outside if school."

"Like you care.." I scoff.

"I do," he whispers, barely audible.

"What?" I say.

"I love you Skylar," he confesses.

He loves me...

I love him not...

But I just might..

Might..

Might love him.