𝐢 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 ⇾𝘴𝘢𝘥𝘪𝘦 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘬

FOUR :

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We sit quietly beside each other watching the projection in front of us. I look over at Sadie who intently watches with a cheeky smile. A small smile grows on my lips as I slowly look away not wanting her to see me staring.

If I was being completely honest I was feeling so many overwhelming emotions just by being here sitting next to her. My stomach felt like it was homing dozens of butterflies and my hands felt clammy.

Going against my better judgment I rub my hand against my jeans to rid them of sweat and slowly begin to snake them over the armrest separating the two of us. I could feel my heart pumping at an abnormal pace. Steadily, I continue my motion until I reach her hand. Gently intertwining my fingers with hers I continue to stare forward in complete terror.

Without hesitation, she squeezes my hand. I slowly turn and see her already looking at me. She scrunches her nose and flashes me a small smile. The flickering light reflecting off the projected illuminates her side profile perfectly leaving me in awe.

I smile softly and look away as I feel my cheeks grow hot.

Sadie scoots over closer to me before laying her head on my shoulder.

I know I said nothing was going to happen tonight and I haven't forgotten that she is in a relationship with Finn, but of course, I was going to take any opportunity to touch her. Something as simple as holding her hand as she laid on me made my head spin.

It was wrong. But it felt so right. As cliche as that sounds.

I would give anything to know what she was thinking. Does she also feel her heart begin to pound when we're together?

"Can I tell you something?" Sadie sits up and shifts so she is now facing me. As her hand slips out of mine I instantly crave the warmth of her soft hand. I can't help but softly huff in disappointment.

I copy her action so that we are now face to face. I nod my head completely clueless as to what she's about to say.

"I think Finn is going to break up with me," She mumbles looking down at her fidgeting hands. It was obvious she was sad, but I could not completely see her facial expression because of the darkness that had fallen over us, as the lighting bouncing off the screen had gone dark.

A wave of relief washed over me as I processed her words, but that quickly passed as guilt began to settle in.

"why?" I mumble not knowing what else to say.

She takes a deep breath and releases it rigidly. Her eyes remained low as she formulated words.

"he doesn't want to be with me. he's made that clear."

I remain silent feeling torn. I would be lying if I said I didn't feel joy hearing about their failing relationships, as cruel as that may sound, but seeing her sad overshadowed that feeling making me feel bad for her.