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Follow Up Letter #2

My favorite weirdo,

We meet again. What a small world. Like I was saying, I told you she would say no. It's what a crazy girlfriend does.
Well, ex-girlfriend now.

I was happy when you told me that you broke up with her. I just respect her wish of you breaking up with her in person. Unlike what you did in text. I know she's crazy and you're extra shy, but still. You've done it before, broken up with a girl in person. I understand that it was a holiday break and you had a plan to break up with her on a certain day. You went through with it even though it wasn't the innital way you planned it. And I respect that.

But to the point of this letter.

A few weeks after the breakup, you started getting distant, but as was I. I felt like you just wanted a little time for yourself.
It was a weird feeling, not talking to you for the majority of the time when we were right next to one another. But I enjoyed the company.

Then a few days ago, you came to gameday as I sat on an ice chest in the corner of the room with a semi-smile one that beautiful head of yours.
I don't know how long you were in the room, but all I heard was "Oooh Silas got a secret!"
I looked over to you and hopped up.

"SILAS TELL ME YOUR SECRET!" I practically yelled.

"NOOOO!" You yelled back and sped away from me. Being the nosey little girlie I am, I followed in persuit.

"Please?"

"No?"

"No?"

"No."

"Well that's depressing."

I was upset that he refused to tell me, especially since he's my best friend. All of my friends knew except for me, and I didn't read into their replies.

The more they told me that "You had to tell me yourself." The more I got aggitated with not being told what it was.
The more I asked you the more you said no, the more you blushed, the more I didn't read into the signs.

It wasn't until the bus ride home from the game that I started piecing all of the clues together.

You liked me too.

But I couldn't just assume that, now could I? That's when I asked my friend- the same friend that apologised when you got with your ex, the same friend thag listened to me rant about you, the same friend that told me to wait for you- what your secret was.

She whispered to me right after you fell asleep in the seat right across the isle from us, "He likes you."

So, in the car on our ride home after we had got back to the school, I confessed to you in a poorly written note because it was dark and the car was moving.

As a reply, you looked back to me and said, "Okay." With a shy smile, an all doey eyed expression, and my horrible hand written note.

And you gave me that look as I left the car with my things. That look is my favorite thing in the whole wide world now. Thanks.

And the following Monday, I told my friends and his sister that I didn't know if we were dating or not. And your sister asked for me. She told me you said if I wanted to.

So that's how we got together.

And that's when your sister yelled at us that we should have gotten together in the first place like she said. That we had wasted valuable time that we could have had together as a couple. Instead we had to go through heartbreak and breakups.

I should probably tell you that I liked you since before Lexi, and I should tell your sister that too. She's gonna kill me, but I should still tell her. I'm gonna tell her first. Because she calls me sister-in-law and she acttually goes to the highschool with me.

We went through bullshit and cute  awkward moments when we could have done this from the start. Good job us. But all that matters now is that we have each other and we make each other happy.

I love you, you amazingly big puppy.