❝If our secrets were equals, I’d tell you that we are the same. Because, deep down,
our secrets, are what make us different from each other. But it’s not just
about secrets anymore, is it? It’s about honor, loyalty, trust, feelings. It’s
about love.
If I could choose I’d do it exactly the same way, because I know you want it too. And if
you must know, I can’t understand my own words, probably because they came from
this feeling, which is more confused than my speech.
Harry❞
"Ella, please." He said.
"What are you doing here?" I looked at him confused.
"Please don't shut me out of your life."
"Shut you out of my life? What are you talking about? You're barely even in my life."
"You need to know the truth."
"What truth?"
"Just listen and hear me out." he let out a deep breath. "I need you to be my friend, even just an acquaintance if that's better for you, because I need you."
"What? What are you even talking about? I think you need to leave. Right now."
"You don't understand Ella."
"I think I understand completely fine. You're a creep who won't leave me alone. So you better leave now before I call the cops."
"And tell them what? That I won't leave you alone because I have feelings for you?"
"Look, you're really...........what did you say?"
"Ella, I'm in love with you." He said, and I felt all of the color drain from my face.