© 2012 Choi Ji-hye. All Rights Reserved.
TILL THERE WAS YOU ❤ THE CONFESSION
Three words. Eight letters. Today is the day I will finally say it: I love you.
Never in my twenty-one years have I ever met a girl like her. She is the one I have been searching for and I am sure of it. Sigh. If only I'd realized it sooner. Oh, how different my life would be.
"So," a familiar voice calls out, "you're finally going to say it, huh?"
Peering into the mirror before me, I spot my best friend, Claire, sitting at the edge of my bed. "Yeah," I tell her as a faint smile curves my lips. Sure, my answer is beyond simple, but in my defense, the reality of the situation is just as straightforward. I, James Montoya, am in love and she is finally going to know it.
"It's kind of weird, don't you think?
I meet Claire's gaze thought the reflection and arch a brow at her. "Weird," I repeat. She nods with a swift bob of her head, and I go on, "No, not really. No."
My best friend isn't the type of person to allow such a plain response to keep her curiosity at bay, though. No. Rather than let the entire thing go, she resorts to what she always does: She tries to make me see things her way. "Think about it, Jay," she says, her dark irises trained solely on me. "You've managed to go your entire life without saying those words to anyone—"
I spin around and face her. "My entire life?"
She shoots me a look, like um, yeah? and I roll my eyes.
"That's a bit of an exaggeration. I mean, like c'mon Claire, I tell my family I love them all the time so your argument is pretty much invalid."
She casts me a sharp glare. "I'm talking about the people you aren't related to, smartass."
"And before you can even begin to spout more nonsense, I'm not talking about your bromance with Pierce and Elliot either. Now would you quit cutting me off and let me finish?"
I cross my arms and turn back around. You're the one who keeps cutting in, not me.
"What was that?"
Shit. Did I just say that out loud?
"Hello? Earth to James!"
I blink. "What are you talking about? I didn't say anything?"
"You sure 'bout that?"
She smirks. "You suck at lying, BTW. But it's all good. I forgive you."
I roll my eyes. "You always do. You're a pushover like that."
" . . . only with you," she croons, and I smile.
"Alright," Claire then says with a clap of her hands, "where was I before . . ." A pause. "Oh, yeah—so, up until today, you're never told anyone you love them. But now, for some odd reason that I can't even begin to fathom, after meeting some chick – who, BTW, you have yet to introduce me to. Pfft! Some best friend you are – you've decided to go off the deep end and shatter your twenty-one-year streak by professing your love for her. In public, nonetheless."
YOU ARE READING
Till There Was YouShort Story
Meet James Montoya. For the first time in his life, he is in love. She's the one, and James just knows it. It's Valentine's Day, and he is dead set on finally telling her how he feels. James isn't the most romantic guy in the world - you know, that...