I Want You to Love Me ( on hold) major re-writing

chapter one: coming to my house

Dylan

All I want is you, but how can I tell you when I know your secret...the secret that can destroy both of us. How can I make you forget that secret? How can I love you with all my heart when sometime I have flashes of the first time I saw you use your power? It's not easy to forget it all but I made myself do so for us. You have to forget, Dylan, so you can see how much I love you. Forget, for me, please.  

-Love Johanna

Another letter for him and yet I couldn't send it. This happened every time and this time was no different. My fingers drifted over the rough yet smooth paper, imagining Dylan doing the same as he read it.

I jumped when I heard my mom calling for me from downstairs. My head snapped towards the white door of my bedroom before I set down the letter on my desk and got up. Curiously, I went to see why she was calling me and when I was halfway down the stairs, I found her saying, "Come on Johanna, one of your friends are here and he's asking for you."

I tilted my head to side in a confused manner and thought, what friend? I strained my ears to hear who this mysterious person could be and heard my mother welcome my 'friend' in.

"Please come in and take a seat," she smiled pleasantly.

As I reached the bottom of the stairs, I found Dylan sitting on the sofa playing with my little sister, Carine. My mouth dropped in shock. What is he doing here?

See, Dylan would never agree to come to my house or anyone's house and it puzzled me that he was here. Also, I look terrible; it's like my worst nightmare because even though he's finally here, I look terrible. I wish he had called so that I could attempt to look better. But then again, Dylan wouldn't call.  

His head snapped up as if he had actually felt me coming into the room and I smiled shyly at him as his eyes scanned my dishevelled appearance. I fidgeted, uncomfortable under his intense gaze.

His dark, hypnotising eyes locked onto mine again and he said, "Wow, you look like crap."

The heat rushed to my face and I knew I looked as red as a tomato. I scoffed slightly and stated, "Thank you, that's the worst thing I have heard someone that cute say about me." My eyes widened once I realised what I had said. Shit, did I just call him cute? Please God, do not let Dylan notice.

Of course God is not a fan of me as Dylan's eyes glinted mischievously and he grinned evilly. "Did you just call me cute?" He paused as his grin turned into a devilish smirk, "I knew it but you didn't have to put it that way. It's not a big deal since everyone knows I'm cute."

I rolled my eyes irritably yet I wasn't really mad at him. I think he knew that as he gave me a dark, knowing look which made me shiver and caused something to flutter in my stomach.

I cleared my throat awkwardly. "Whatever, I was making fun of you," I said nonchalantly, "and what are you doing here? You never want to come to my house." 

His smirk disappeared and I felt slightly upset at that before he looked directly into my eyes and announced, "I'm here to tell you the truth. About everything."

Whoever is reading the story of my life right now is probably wondering what is going on. Who's Johanna? Who's Dylan? And most of all, what is the secret?

Well let me tell you the story of how I, Joana, met Dylan and became great friends and also, between me and you...how I fell for him. Deeply.  

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