Dylan
Uh oh.
This is bad.
This is really really bad.
"Oh." She says.
Oh?
"Oh?" I scoff.
"What?" She asks.
"Of every reply Mars, you pick 'oh' when someone admits their feelings for you.
"What am I meant to say?" She asks and I huff.
"Nothing..it doesn't matter."
"What doesn't matter?"
"What I just said."
"So you don't mean it?"
"No." A flash of hurt spreads across her face and she doesn't try to hide it.
"No..I...of course I meant it Mara, I've had feelings for you for years. I don't have a clue how to talk about these things." I sigh, running a hand through my hair.
"Years?" She asks with her eyes wide.
"Think what you want of me but I think you're absolutely fucking amazing Mara, everything about you is just amazing." I breathe, flushed.
Mara
"Years?" I ask with wide eyes and I wish I'd have told him sooner.
"Think what you want of me but I think you're absolutely fucking amazing Mara, everything about you is just amazing." He breathes and my heart flutters.
He actually has feelings for me.
I am speechless.
"I'm not forcing you into anything Mars-"
"Finally." I breath and smile the widest smile I've done in years.
"What?" He asks, confused.
"I feel the same way Dylan." I say with the smile on my face.
"You do?"
I laugh. "Honestly, the amount of hints!" I laugh and he glares at me. "Hey, I flirted with you every second and you were too stupid to realise!" He says, folding his arms across his chest.
"Ha! You were the worst person at flirting I knew!" I laugh.
"Was not!" He says and frowns.
"Yeah yeah, whatever." I laugh, ruffling his hair.
The bell rings, forcing us to go to class.
"I'll see you later Thor." I say, bringing back his old nickname.
"Bye mole." He grins and I glare as he walks away.
Have I mentioned how glad I am that he's back?
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Not as long this time but next time will be better.
Pinky swear
Ha! See what I did there?
No?
No one?
I'll go now...
Xx
-Zoe 🐺
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Short Story~ P I N K Y S W E A R ~ *********** "I'll come back one day, Mars, promise." He says re-assuring me but it doesn't work. "What if you forget me?" I say, feeling the tears prickle my eyes at the thought of not mattering to him anymore. "I would ne...
