The Confession

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Dear e-diary,
I'm in such a heart-ache. My crush just said he liked the girl next door but I'm not sure if his ready for that romance. I should've confess, but I was too scared to confess... I have ran out of options, it's either now, or never again... *diary ends*

It's been two days since that incident. Me and Artison haven't peeked a looked at each other since then. He had asked repeatedly whether I want to go to the gym with him. But, I purposely ignored it. But now, I think it's time to face the music... So, we went to the gym per-usual but it was very awkward. We barely spoke on the way. After a tiring workout, we went to the scene of the incident: the bar. "Sorry, for how I acted yesterday." those words spilled from deep down my throat. Artison was somehow confused, "I should've told you earlier than keeping it anymore longer." Suddenly, Artison had a scared expression, sweat could be seen flowing down like a river, same goes for me, "I was so nervous. I...." a choking feeling came to me during then, "I...have feelings for...you." Artison looked shook and stumned like a statue. He didn't know what to say, including me. Out of the blue, a slight giggle came from Artison, "I knew you had feelings for me, actually," he answered with a smirk, "You acted weird already since day one!" Wow, that was embarrassing! Am I that obvious!? "But I'm sorry..." he continued, "I'm not interested in guys, so.....this romance won't go far... " My heart sank to rock-bottom, "But it's not like I'm hating you or anything!" Artison tried to cheer me up, "We can still be friends, no problem!" I was in such a breakdown that I didn't react much, my eyes just staring blankly into him. I needed rest. "I'm gonna...go home, if you don't mind..." Artison placed a hand on my shoulder, "It's alright, thanks for being honest.....friend." As he said that, a lot of memories came to me like thunderclouds, and like that, I started bawling like a baby. Artison drove me home. In the car it was so quiet. You could only hear the rain spilling outside. I went in my house, straight to bed and slept with my gym clothes on me.

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