I expected you to be angry at me. I wouldn't blame you. What I didn't expect was the sadness in your voice.
The small break as you asked me if you did something wrong. I nearly wanted to laugh. How could someone as amazing as you do anything wrong?
You went on about how you were sorry for whatever you did. How you wanted to be friends with me but that you would respect it if I didn't want to be yours.
No.
I wanted to scream it so loud that you would finally stop blaming yourself.
I didn't want you to get hurt. Not a day longer.
You looked surprised and I realized I actually said it out loud. A sad smile graced your beautiful lips.
You leaned over the table and hugged me.
I just sat there frozen.
You told me that I was a complete idiot. I really was. That I shouldn't care about what the other people said. That they were all stupid. That I should know how much the other ones missed me.
How much you missed me.
As soon as the words left your mouth I tangled my arms around your upper body and hugged you back.
It was awkward because of the table in between us but I felt safe.
