My love,
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You have always been a person I could run to, the person that I could tell anything to, my best friend, but... I'm done being "bestfriends". After years of you never realizing how I truly feel about you I decided I need to take things into my own hands. So that is why I am writing this letter, because the truth is Caleb, I love you. The moment we met freshman year of highschool I fell in love with you, I loved the way you laughed, the way you smiled, the way You made me happy. I have loved every aspect of you for years, your eyes, your voice, your humor. In my eyes you were perfect. But I know that to you, we will only ever be friends. But here it is, every single feeling I have ever had bottled up about you on a silver platter. So take it or leave it. If you don't feel the same than consider this goodbye. Bella signed her name on the bottom of the paper and read through the letter one last time. She sat at the cafe table reading it over and over again trying to decide whether to really give it to him or not. Suddenly her phone buzzed with a notification. She looked down at her phone and saw that it was a text from Caleb. "Hey your still gonna meet me at my dorm to help me with this project right?If so then bring coffee!" Bella sighed "At least I'm already in a coffee shop. Maybe while I am at his dorm I can sneak the letter into his pocket or something." She thought to herself. She finished off her coffee and started walking over to the counter to order the coffee for Caleb, her eyes once again fixed on the letter. She was just a few steps from the counter when she collided into a tall boy with brunette hair and crashed to the ground. "Ouch." She said. "Oh sorry about that." The boy said with a smile. Bella looked up and saw him offering a hand which she reluctantly excepted. As she stood up her eyes met his, she started to get a feeling she hadn't felt towards any boy since she met Caleb...butterflies...
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A few snippets so far: I felt naked in front of him. He's stripped me bare, pulled back my flesh, cracked open my rib cage to literally have my heart in his hands. He has the power to finish me off with one forceful squeeze or help hold all the pieces together while I work on mending and healing it. **** I take this time to breathe in the stale peacefulness of the room and wait for my body to properly wake up to get started with another day. My thoughts are soon abruptly stopped when I hear heavy breathing next to me, then I can feel the rise and fall of someone's chest and the heaviness of something wrapped around my torso. The imaginary glue in my eyes disappears as they open in a flash. To my utter disbelief and confusion, I find Harry sleeping...in my bed...with me. What, when how...what in the world is happening?! My internal panic worsens when I realize if he's here he saw the broken glass and blood in the room. FUCKING HELL! "Don't freak out, don't freak out," I talk out loud to myself but it's not fucking working. **** Last fucking chance to tell me I'm wrong and you're not hoeing around then sleep in my bed!" I say as harshly as I can. She doesn't say anything, doesn't even bat an eye at what I said. I pick up her phone on my nightstand and throw it at the closed door and watch her body tense up in anger. Her fists are white from how tightly she is clamping her fingers in her palm and her jaw is clenched. "You said it yourself, we're just friends. Friends don't act jealous like this," she quietly speaks. "I am not jealous; I couldn't give a fuck less. Have nothing to be jealous of." She takes a step back like I hit her, I can see her shattering right in front of me. "You know your way out. Get the fuck out of my apartment now," she walks over to grab her phone that bounced off the wall and walks out, she stops before she closes the door all the way.

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