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{Brendon POV}

"I love you."

What?

Does he really mean that?

I look deep into his eyes. I search his face for any clues, any giveaways that it's not true, that he's just saying it because he's confused, that he's saying it because it seems appropriate. His eyes are wide and sparkling, but very serious. His lips are slightly ajar, slightly red from our long kiss just moments ago, but not a hint of a joking smile is hiding there.

He isn't lying. He's telling the truth.

Thank God.

"I love you too."

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