Letters To You ✓

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I'm an idiot for saying that I hate you. I can never hate you.

So to make it up to you, I've decided that we will have a small date tomorrow. I'll spend the whole day with you. We'll watch your favourite movie and I'll hold your hand throughout, since you get scared easily.

Maybe that way you will wake up, when you feel like someone is creeping from behind. Maybe the screams of the child will wake you up and then you will hug me tight, and ask me to stop the movie and then ask me to hit the play button again, after you've calmed down.

I will get you your favourite candies and those chocolates that you love so much. Just like our date at the hill top. Remember when you almost fell down the deep hole dug at the bottom of the hill? I swear I almost died laughing that day.

I still remember that day like it happened yesterday, we were just sitting at the top, our legs dangling as the cool breeze blew against our faces and there was a bright smile on your face. You looked so carefree and happy. I love seeing that gorgeous smile of yours.

You put your head against my shoulder and wrapped your arm around mine as we talked about silly, unnecessary things. It was one of the best days of my life because that was the day you told me you love me.

"I love you dummy."

Those were the exact words you spoke, and I swear my heart stopped beating for a second. You made me realize how lucky I am to have been able to see the real Alisha Benedict. The girl who everyone adores, the girl who everyone loves.

But that girl loves me. Alisha loves me. Alisha Benedict loves Oscar Cross.

How could that not make me the happiest man alive?

I feel something wet splash on the paper. My hands come up to my face when I realize that I'm crying. This boy, Oscar Cross loves me. So much. And I have no idea how to feel about it.

Why is life so cruel to such good people?

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