For You.

Chapter 1

     Dear Malaya,

          Do you remember the day we meet? i do. I remember it vividly, i went out to the grocery store around the block to get some stuff and i saw you. I saw you sitting there, on that bench, on the way to the store. I thought that you was waiting on the bus. Maybe going to meet someone, or go to work, but when i came back you were still there. I tired to keep walking but something told me that i needed to talk to you. i don't know what it was that made me want to know every little detail about you, where you came from, where your going, or why you looked so sad. i wanted to make you feel happy. i walked over to you and you looked up at me and smiled but then scooted to the edge of the bench, and i sat down. it was quiet at first. i wasn't uncomfortable, i felt at ease. i looked over and smiled. you didn't smile back. "how was your day?" i asked. No reply. "That's okay, not much of a talker?" you looked at me and i saw something in your eyes other than sadness. what was it? You finally said something. what made you speak to me? what made you trust me? was it that same feeling i had that drew me near you. We talked for hours. it was getting dark and i asked you if you needed a ride home, you said no and told me how you didn't have a home and i asked if you felt okay to stay with me for one night. you didn't mind. i would never mind helping you out Mal. You ended up staying for awhile. nights included endless talking, laughs, and feelings that i know we both share. it hurts me to say this, but maybe just maybe the feeling isn't mutual. You know you're not the only one that is hurt here, right. Do you understand that after all this. even the fact that you dont know what you want, that you're so indecisive it kills me. the fact that you have also lie my sister. that you could easily break my heart. I'm supposed to be a good big brother and be there and do whatever i can to make her life easier and too give her what she wants. But what if i can't do that because i want you. I would give her the world, i would. so, in return i want you is that to much to ask. i want you, Mal. But she does too. Th- that hurts me. You know the first night we meet, i told you i hate rom-coms but hopefully this works out like it does in the movies. me and camilla have decided that today you will choose. if you choose me then meet me at the bench were we first meet at 6:00. I'll see you there. if you don't come then i understand, but i will miss you for forever. if this is the last time i get to say something then. good luck out there mal.

                                                                                                                                                    -John.