Crush x Reader || One Shots

I Can't Tell You

It was the middle of summer, so far, I had not made a move.. Whatsoever. Maybe it was because I didn't think you had a chance, or maybe it was just because I was afraid. Every time I went to text him, I began to type up a text you could only imagine in I dreams, only too see my hands shaking, and feel my heart trying to rip out of your chest. I was going to tell him one day, I swore. Right? But to who? 

Yeah... That's right.. I may have promised him I'd tell him who you liked at the end of the summer. 

Moments later, I texted my best friend. "God, F/N, what have I done?" I had completely forgotten my promise to him. As I reread my old text messages with C/N, I cringed in response to some of the things I had previously said to him. I stared blankly at the screen. "Now that I think about it, It seemed so obvious who I liked." I let out a small, uncomfortable laugh. "Listen to this, 'I really want to tell you, but I don't think it's a good idea..'," I paused, "Does that seem obvious to you?" She laughed in response. "I don't think obvious even begins to explain it." She said in-between laughs. I spun in my office chair, groaning at my idiocy. I scrolled down a bit. "Wait, F/N." My eyes scanned across the screen, reading it 1, 2, 3 times. "Listen 'Well.. I like someone too, but I can't tell you now. You'll have to wait.'" I went back to the FaceTime app to show her my smile of relief. The picture was starting to piece together. She smiled back from the other side of the screen. "Get your boy!" She whooped. With that, I ended the FaceTime call and silently tried to hype myself up in the mirror. I pondered ways I could tell him, or at least hint. Maybe if I get him to admit he liked me first. I decided on my plan. We usually texted back and forth at night, so I knew when he'd be online, but that wasn't the problem.. The problem was what I would say. I thought for a couple more minutes before deciding, finally. 

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My heart was beating all throughout dinner, and didn't stop while I was watching a movie with my family. I held my phone under my blanket to check the time. When the clock hit nine, I would send my first text. 

After checking a couple times, I decided that 8:23 was good enough for me. I'm too impatient to wait. 

I clicked onto the messages app, found his name in my sea of text messages.. The majority of them being me talking about him.. And started crafting my text. After a few minutes of me sitting there, trying to get over my anxiety, I ended up with "Hey! I have a question. Feel free not to answer, but I'm just curious." I pressed send, and although my hands were shaking, at least I'd get my closure tonight, hopefully.  

Minutes later, my phone vibrated under my blanket. I checked the text. Titled above it was "C/N". Without reading, I clicked on it to see it on the full screen. "Yeah, whats up?" He had replied. Well, here we are again. I guess I hadn't really thought this far. 

I looked around the room for inspiration. Finally, I came across a box of clue.. I could play a guessing game with him? Have him guess who I like? I don't know, I don't think that would work. I decided to just let him take the lead, take it where he wanted to go. No plan, just all in.

Maybe I could just keep things casual. 

I began texting again. "I was wondering, when you said you liked someone a while ago, who was it? Since it is almost the end of summer, anyways." I smiled to myself pridefully.

The grey bubbles popped up from his side. "Ah well, I still can't tell you." 

My smile faded with that. "But why?" I replied, my anxiety slowly melting away as I was beginning to get the hang of this. "I'll tell you what, I'll honor my promise." The text was send, and the little grey bubbled popped up as he continued. "I'll give you three guesses. I'll tell you if you get it right." My smile returned, I kind of figured it was me, but I didn't want to seem that selfish, it might be a turn off for him. I decided on guessing myself last, which had been a strategy I'd used in the past. 

"Hmm.." I paused. "F/N? E/N?" Was sent afterwards. "No, and No." He replied. "I don't know who it is though.." I was 'stumped'. (Yeah, right) His reply came shortly after. "Maybe I'll tell you next year." 

I laughed at that, I could never wait till next year, that's just funny. "No, I doubt you'd still like them by them."

The bubbles popped up, went away, then came back up. 

"Oh trust me, I will still like them by then." I could almost hear him saying this. "Alright.. I feel really selfish, but me?" I bit my lip while I sent 'send'. Last year, I could never imagine myself doing this. I had become a lot more direct over the years. 

I exited out of iMessages (or samsung message app or whatever you have.) so I wouldn't be staring at the bubbles as he typed. My phone vibrated once more. I greedily clicked onto the app and stared at his reply. "Yes." Was all it read. Followed by "Do you feel the same?" I couldn't help but smile widely, although I was in a room with my family, they seemed oblivious to what was happening in my world. I replied with that same word that  made my heart beat to speed up, "Yes." Without hesitation, I pressed 'send'. I couldn't wipe the smile off my face, but I could hide the goosebumps on my skin and the chills going down my neck. I pulled the blanket over my chest, hoping one day he'd be here to share it with me. 

((I haven't written in about 2 years, hopefully this is alright. Tell me if you would like more of this scenario.. Possibly where they get togethe