Chapter 8: This is love

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Previously:

It was love.

THIS is Love.

I'm in love with Dr.Nate Brandon, my creepy fruit aisle guy.

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12:49 AM

Epiphanies always freaked me out. Like how I finally realized Santa was just my daddy in his red robe. What a shocker that was.

But this?

This feeling was something different. It was more then I can handle and I wanted to scream, laugh and cry at the same time. Was that even possible? This love thing is hard...

Currently, I was sitting in the chair in the corner of the room listening the Nate's chainsaw snores. I stared at him, intensely. From the outside I must of looked like some creeper or stalker but I could care less.

It was like looking at him with brand new eyes. My heart beat rapidly and my eyes would water. What was wrong with me? I couldn't do this love thing. I never been in love in love. Hell, I never even been in LIKE. I never felt this way for a boy ever. It was scary but so unbelievably amazing at the same time.

I was in love!

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12:56 AM

*Sigh* Now I only have to tell him without coming on to him like some demented stalker. I practiced many scenarios in my head to confess my undying love.

Out of the corner of my eye I saw Nate stir and my breathing picked up and my palms got sweaty. I gulped and tried to sit myself so I could look nonchalant.

"Hey" He croaked, smiling lazily at me. For no reason, I blushed and looked down at my lap, playing with the end of my shirt.

Yeah, you handle nonchalant so well...

"What's wrong?" He said getting up, holding his back like an old man which made me love him more. He walked over to me and kneeled down getting face-to-face me. I bit my to keep from kissing him to death.

"What's going on in that head of yours?" He mumbled against my lips.

"Nothing?" I squeaked out, leaning back.

"Tell me..." He urged quietly.

"I told you... nothing" I said just before pressing my lips to his, then I pulled away trying to get up.

"Oh no, you don't" He said grabbing me in a vice grip,

"Last time, what's wrong?" He said squeezing me for emphasis.

"Nothing is wrong" I said and then he shrugged and began tickling me mercilessly. I screamed and laughed as I tried to free myself.

"Tell me!" he sang

"No!" I laughed

"Why?" He demanded, pouting.

"Because!" I giggled

"Because...." He trailed off, tickling me harder.

"BECAUSE I LOVE YOU!"

The world stopped.

Well kind of.

His arms paused and so did his tickling. His smile faded and he turned me around to face him.

"What?" he asked

"What?" I repeated back, like an idiot

"What did you just say?" He repeated slowly.

"I kinda, um, said I loved you?" I whispered. Then went to apologizing. "I am so sorry. I must sound like such a loser! You must hate me! God, I completely understand if you never want to see me again -"

He silenced me with a kiss. This kiss was different, it wasn't audacious or wild but definitely wasn't shy either. It shocked me to the core and made me want scream on top of mountain or some crap like that ...

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1 :10 AM

When we broke away gasping, for air he pulled into a hug and stoked my hair.

"And for the record..." he whispered into my ear "I love you too"

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All together now!

"Awwwwwwwwwwwwww!"

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