Confessions

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He leaned in closer, so close that I could feel his breath on my face. He glanced down at my eyes before my lips. Slowly, he closed the gap between us an- my thoughts were interrupted by my phone buzzing.

I looked at the caller, his name alone was able to make my heart flutter. Shawn. My best friend and the boy that I often day dreamed about. I took a deep breath before answering the phone. "Hey loser!" he joked.

"Muffin Man. What can I do for you?" I responded back.

"Well....I'm really bored. Can I come over?" he asked.

"Of course. You know you don't even have to ask" I immediately told him.

"Great! I'll be over in 5," Shawn ended the call.

I rushed around my room trying to clean it up a little and make myself presentable. I started to get butterflies in my stomach at the thought of being with him again. Finally, I heard Shawn open the door my room. I took a deep breath and tried not to make a fool of myself. Usually, I wasn't this nervous around him, but recently, my feeling have gotten much, much stronger.

"Y/n!!!!" he sang.

"Hey Mendes," I said calmly.

He looked at me with a questioning look. "You okay? You are acting weird," he said with a hint of suspicion in his voice.

I wiped my sweaty palms on my legs and responded with, "yah. Of course. Why wouldn't I be?"

"Okay, now you're really being weird. Why are you so nervous?" he questioned.

"You'll think it's stupid," I deadpanned.

"Try me," he persisted.

I shook my head slightly. I couldn't possibly tell him that I often had fantasies where he ended up kissing me. I hadn't realized how long I had been silent until he spoke up, "Seriously. Is something wrong? Come on, Y/n. You know you can trust me with anything."

By now, we were sitting side by side on the bed and Shawn had moved his hand to rest on my thigh. I decided that I might as well just tell him how I feel. I mean, he could feel the same, right? No, he would never. But I couldn't help but have some hope that he might.

So I went for it. "I uh I like you? Like a lot. And I know you think it's weird and I probably just messed everything up. Fuck, why am I even saying this right now. I don-" I was interrupted by Shawn putting his finger over my mouth to stop my rambling.

He had a small smile on his face. "I actually feel the same, you know. I just never had the guts to say it, but now that you know, damn it feels good," he spoke.

I just looked up at him with the biggest grin on my face. I looked down at my with love in his eyes before pulling me into a tight hug. I snuggled my face into his neck, wishing that I could stay there forever.

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