Hello, Mr. Impossible

Chapter 19

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My breath gets hitched in my throat and my hands tremble as I clutch the note that has my name written on it. Em peeks over my shoulder and I elbow her in the stomach. She couldn't read this . . .

"G-Go bug Lou . . ." I mumble absent-mindedly. She makes an odd, animal noise and I shoo her away. She reluctantly leaves, and I hold the note closely to my chest. I can feel my hands getting clammy, and I slowly close Liam's door. I retreat back to my bedroom, locking the door and sitting down on my bed.

The feelings raging inside of me make me sick to my stomach. I didn't still have feelings for Liam, right? I release a breath I didn't know I was holding, and coo to myself; trying to slow my heart beat down. I stare down at the sheet, hands shaking. Just read it, Ariella.

Dear Ariella,

I don't know how to put this. This is pretty absurd of me to be writing a silly love letter to you, but I feel like theres no other way to tell you this. How do I put this? I still have feelings for you. There, I said it. But it's so complicated. I - I don't know how to say any of this. It's all so crazy, and my hormones won't settle down. But Ariella, I just don't know what to do anymore. I didn't like you at first. Sure, you're a very lovely girl, and after that kiss that we got dared to do . . .

Did you feel the sparks too? Was it just me? Oh gosh, I'm babbling again. Sorry. But . . . after Danielle broke up with me; yes, I was obviously sad and felt I'd never move on, but after the movie night, I felt like a weight was being taken off my shoulders. I feel like after that kiss we had, I had been cheating on Danielle. I should have just said no, but peer pressure winned out and I was afraid the boys would tease me and call me a, 'wuss'. Oh god, I'm sounding like an eleven year old girl. No offense to little girls.

When that host said that she told you and I liked each other, I was thrilled. But then Niall admitted his feelings to you. When the interview was over, I told the boys I was going to go get coffee by myself. Zayn didn't even see that I wasn't okay. And I didn't even get coffee, I went to the park, sat on a swing, and cried. Like a pathetic child who couldn't get what he wanted.

And I come back to hear you and Niall are dating. And then Niall told me that night when he was so happy; that he was taking you to Paris. It was perfect. Niall always thought he wasn't good with girls; but he is. He can treat a girl so right. And that's why I'm glad that if you can't be mine, Niall has you. I, I hope I don't sound like I'm trying to guilt you. I just had to get these feelings out to someone; and you were my first thought, even if you're what I'm confused and upset about.

Ariella, even if we can't be together, I'll be your best friend, and please talk to me when you can. I'll be there for you forever. No matter what. And I promise that I'll be your friend til' the day I die.