10: friends

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"can we be friends?" he asked.

why did he always ask questions? he knew the answer.

"no."

"why?" he asked again.

"fine! okay? just stop!" i shouted. he looked like he was about to cry. i felt bad.

"stop what? you stop!" he squeezed my hands.

i started to cry. he pulled me into his chest.

"i want to jump."

"if you jump i'm jumping with you."

"i don't want you to do that."

"well, i feel the same way about you wanting to jump."

"shut up," i wiped my tears away with his t-shirt.

"so you do care about me?"

"shut up."

he chuckled. "say it."

"fine."

"say it."

"yes!"

"yes what?"

he was pushing it.

"yes, i care about you!"

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