"For you my love." Marcel said handing me a rose. "Your an idiot. Get in here." I pulled him inside and shut the door. He hugged me and it felt like it's been forever when it's only been about an hour. We went to my room and sat on my bed. "I have a lot to say so bare with me." I smiled and he continued. "When I first found out I had leukemia, I was heart broken because I thought I wasn't going to make it. I realized I had to come up with some type of story for you to believe because I didn't want you to be upset. I thought what I was doing was the right thing because I wanted you to be happy. After what happened today I realized that I shouldn't have done that and I am truly sorry rose. It's just that I love you and I didn't want you to be hurt. And what I didn't realize is that what I was doing was hurting you. Please forgive me." I wiped my tears away and kissed him. It was passionate and full of love. "I forgive you Mar-Harry. And I love you, but what should I call you?" He laughed and said, "you can call me by whatever you want. I love you Rose. I always have. I promise I'll never lie to you again. You're my best friend." I smiled but realized he called me his friend? Does he not want to be my boyfriend? I'm not worrying about that right now. Right now, I'm just happy he's here.
