Chapter Seven

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GIGI'S POV
My phone went off.

As soon as I heard the little ding, it felt like I could breath again.

I picked up my phone ready to see Lola's reaction.

Evan ☺: I love you

I couldn't stop rereading his text.

What does this mean?

I read our last conversation.

How could I not realize I sent it to him instead of Lola.

Was this the answer I wanted?

My heart told me yes.

My head was spinning.

What do I say?

I wasn't ready for this.

I mean, it's reliving to know he feels the same way.

But, how do I not scare him.

I haven't heard those three words from him for three years.

It felt... Good?

Comforting?

I don't know how to describe it.

Do I say it back?

Do I not do anything.

I mean, I should do something.

This can't go unnoticed.

But what do I say.

Do I tell him what eighth grade me would I say?

An emoji?

A song lyric?

Should I be basic about it?

That's what I'll do.

I'll keep it plain and simple till I see him.

When he can hold me.


Gigi 🥀: I love you too

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