MELAINIE'S POV
Ugh, it was Saturday. I laid on my bed, deep in thought. She doesn't understand that my feelings for her are different. I know she doesn't feel the same way about me either and honestly, I can't expect her to. My phone buzzed against my pocket and I fumbled to pick it up.
ALAIZA: Laylay, I'm missing your dumb face. COME OVER ASAP.
ME: I'll try.
ALAIZA: So you're still not over the little argument we had? :(
ME: Na, it's not that. Okay, what's up?
ALAIZA: Thinking of how I should make a move on Josh, that's what's up.
I groaned internally at her message. Josh, AGAIN.
ME: Shut up about him already, Alaiza. Not in the mood.
ALAIZA: You're never in the mood.
I rolled off the bed, I didn't want to end up fighting with her. I don't know why I felt so jealous, or insecure. I am unsure about my feelings towards Alaiza. Maybe it's just a phase every teen goes through? No idea.
I washed my face and put on a new pair of jeans and a tee. I started walking towards her house, feet thudding on the pavement. The weather suited my mood, it was pretty gloomy. Whatever, I really couldn't care less about it. *ting* I rang the doorbell. I could totally hear her running down the stairs and stopping to a sudden halt near the door. She opened the door, breathless.
"Hey!" She greeted.
"Hi.." I replied, my voice fading out.
"So..?" She raised an eyebrow, "You're here. I thought you were mad,"
"Shut up, will you ask me in any sooner now?"
"Okay.. come." She ushered me in.
I sat down on the sofa and thought over my decision again. I was just going to chicken out when she interrupted the battle going on between me and my brain.
"Is there something wrong?" She asked, concerned.
"Yeah, there is, actually." I replied. "We.. uh, we need to talk. It's important."
"What?" Alaiza asked.
I really couldn't bring myself to say this but I had to.
"I love you." I said, my heart beating wildly. I went over and hugged her tightly. If she understood the intensity behind these words, I will be happier than ever or else I'm not going to tell her how I really love her, in what way.
She hugged me back happily, and I knew it was just a friendly hug and nothing more.
I could hear my heartbreak into a million pieces.
