Sorry

Im sorry

"Hey" I hear chat say as he sits next to me on the ledge I'm sitting on.
"Hey" I respond. I didn't really feel like having a conversation at the moment but I knew that wouldn't be possible with him.
"What's wrong?" There it is.
"Nothing" I lied. I knew he could see right past that.
"Wanna hear about my day then?" He asked me. I stared at him.
"Hey don't look so surprised, I can tell when you don't want to talk you know" he said in defence "I won't force you to talk" he added, looking up at the sky. It was night. The stars looked so bright tonight.
"I think I hurt my friend" he suddenly said. I turned my head back to look at him. He was still staring at the sky.
"She told me she's in love with me" he said it with a smile.
"Do you like her back?" He looked at me, smile still there but tears brimming at his eyes.
"I don't know" a tear began to fall.
"What do you mean?" He whipped the tear.
"I don't know if I feel the same. She's my first real friend. All my past ones where fake or where bad people. I don't want to mess this up with her, I feel like if I dated her she's see parts of me she wouldn't like and then she'd immediately leave me and stop being my friend. I know I have more friends now and that they're all real friends too but that doesn't mean losing her won't hurt any less"
"If she likes you that much, I'm sure she won't mind seeing those parts of you and I don't think she'd cut you off if she did see those parts" I told him
"What did you say to her?" I asked. He was silent for a bit.
"I didn't" he responded. Now I was confused
"I didn't say anything. I just stared at her and said sorry. She ran off crying, I think she hates me. I bet her friend does too" more tears were streaming down his face. I smiled at him.
"Do you want to know what I think you should do?" I asked him
"What?"
"I think tomorrow you should go to her, you should apologise and explain why you reacted the way you did, tell her you need some time to think about your feelings but you still want to be her friend. Tell her the truth, no lies" he smiled.
"That sounds like a good idea" he stood up.
"If you still don't want to talk about your issue then we should be looking around for any trouble" he didn't move, waiting for me to respond. I smiled, I think my problem has been solved, I didn't need to tell him about it. At least not now.
"Yeah lets go" I said grabbing his hand that he extended for me.
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"You seem happy" alya said when she saw me walking to school. "And you're on time" she added.
"I have a feeling that today will be a good day" I told her, hugging the book I was holding in my arms. My smile grew.
We walked the rest of the way to school together, talking about ladybug and chat noir.

We were walking up the stairs to school when I heard a voice calling me.
"MARINETTE" it was Adrian. I smiled.
"I'll see you inside alya" i told her waving her off. I turned around to see Adrian running up to me.
"Hey Adrian" I waved to him, smiling -still-
"Marinette" Adrian stopped in front of me, hands on his knees catching his breath. It didn't take long.
"We need to talk" he started. Then he realised my smile. That just made his smile.
"What's up?" I asked him, playing a little dumb.
"I wanted to talk about yesterday" he started and paused, waiting for a response.
"Alright" i said prompting him to start again.
"First I want to apologise for not saying anything and for how I reacted. I didn't mean to hurt you, I just" he paused, I didn't say anything. He must not have prepared much for this.
"I didn't know what to say, I kind of still don't -but I want to be honest with you" he paused again taking in a deep breathe.
"I don't know how I feel about you. I don't know if I feel the same way about you. I definitely don't hate you and I definitely don't not like you-" he stopped, recounting what he said to make sure it made sense.
"Go on" I assured him.
"Oh uh. Okay. It's um. It's just that you're one of my friend real friends, well second really. You're kind and talented, you're absolutely amazing. I don't even know how to describe you-" he cut himself off. "What I'm trying to say is that you're one of my first real friends and I'm scared to lose you. I'm scared that if I let you see certain parts of me that you'll stop wanting to be my friend and I'm scared that if we do get together that it'll make you change your mind on just even being my friend. I don't want that. I just need some time to think about how I feel about you" he explained. He did better explaining last night. "If that's okay with you?" He added. I just nodded.
"If it means I can still be your friend then I don't care how long you need to think about this Adrian" I reassured him. It seemed like all his nervousness and anxiety just blew away, a big, bright smile was now plastered on his face.
"Thank you" he said and we walked to class together, talking about what ever.

It was a little awkward but I was content with this outcome. I was excited and impatient for his response but I was willing to wait.