Chapter 9

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Will Pov
I couldn't stop crying, when I had finished the last letter, all this time he had loved me, and he was hurting, and i was walking around and didn't even notice that my best friend was hurting all along.

I sat crying, if he had just known how much I loved him, if I just had confessed, then he wouldn't have been sad all this time, but what I am most sad about is that I didn't notice that he was sad all along. I have to talk to him before it is too late, I have to tell him the truth, and I have to make sure he knows just how much I love him.

I ran towards the door, didn't even bother to take a jacket on, I don't have time to waste, I have to make sure he knows, before it is too late.

I kept on running until I reached his house, I mustered I all my courage to ring the bell, a part of me still afraid about what I was about to do, I have kept it a secret for so long and now I am finally going to confess my love for him, but what if he has already moved on or if I have hurt him so much that he doesn't want to be together with me. I rang the bell and waited for him.

When he opened the door I could see a surprised look on his face, telling me that he definitely did now expect me to knock on his door, I took his hand and looked him in the eyes, he tried to take his hand away but I kept holding it, "I read your letters" I said, but a soon as I had said that I could see his face fall, and before he could run away I said "I love you."

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