"No. You dont understand..im not okay," i muttered shivering in the coldness. He stared at me. "I dont care. Meredith White, im in love with you... And nothing you say is going to change my mind." He stared straight into my eyes. As if he could see right through me. He leaned close to me. Holding my hand. With his other hand he was wiping my teras away. I didnt even notice i was crying. "Mere? Why are you crying?" He asked me softly. "How can you love a girl knowing she loves cutting her arms and thighs?" I asked him through my sobs. "Because i know she only cutts because she needs love and because you make me happy like no other girl has-". "It doesnt matter. One day my life will crumble and i will shadder to peices, how can you say you love me?" "And even if you wanted to end your life..you wouldnt because you have me to live for. And i will keep on fighting for you until you stop breathing,". I took a big breath and held it. "You know what i mean," he whispered.