Since I got up, I felt mentally bad. I felt bad for pushing Sabrina to tell me who her crush was, and was utterly shocked because of what she said.
For the whole day, I've been thinking, overthinking, everything. Do I like her back? Do I love her? I mean, I've always thought she was gorgeous since I met her.
I like listening to her voice even if she's talking about something uninteresting. There's nothing that I don't like about her. Nothing I would change. And I wanted her to kiss me a couple weeks ago. But how does that automatically mean that I like her?
I thought about how I feel around boys. They're cute and funny and that's what I like about them. The thing is though, Sabrina is as well. Those are only two things that I love about her. Only two of many reasons.
If I was to choose someone to date or marry, it would be her. So does that mean that I love or like her too?
This is one way to solve this, but I'm not sure if she'll agree to it. I would have to kiss her. I went to her house.
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"Are you here to see Sabrina?" Sarah asked opening the door. "Yes."
"Go ahead, she's in her room. She's upset and hasn't came out of her room yet. She won't let anyone in, so are you sure you want to see her?" I nodded and she let me through. "I'm sure."
This time there was no music. Just silence except I could her sniffing from the other side of the door. I knocked on the door.
"GO AWAY!" Sabrina yelled through the door. I sighed. "It's Y/N. Can you please open the door? I need to talk to you."
"In that case," I had a bit of hope. "No!" She crushed it.
"Please Sabby... Can you just open the door? After this, if you want me to leave you alone, I will." I heard things moving around like paper and then a small thud, before she opened the door.
She had tearstained cheeks and her eyes were bloodshot. She groaned. "Ugh, what do you want now?" She asked as she let me in. "Do you remember what you told me last night?"
"No, I completely forgot." She said sarcastically, and rolled her eyes.
"I just wanted to say that I think I love you too."
"If you're just telling me this to make me feel bett-" I cut her off. "I'm not. I'm telling the truth, but I need to ask you something. If you don't want to do it, that's fine."
"What is it?" She asked.
"I need you to kiss me." She furrowed her eyebrows. "Are you sure?" I nodded. "Y-yeah."
She leaned towards me and out her lips on mine. I immediately felt fireworks and kissed back, passionately.
She pulled away, from my with no emotions on her face. "Well?" She asked.
"Well what?"
"Do you know if you like or love me back?"
"I don't know. Does this answer your question?" I asked, then kissed her again. She was shocked, but then she kissed back and wrapped her arms around me, tilting her head to deepen the kiss.
