"I just wanted to let you know that," he began. "That I like you."

I didn't say anything at first, letting his words sink in. He likes me? He couldn't possibly mean romantically. This was our first time talking, he wouldn't know much about me other than that I like to read. And his face, but I'm sure a lot of girls do, so that doesn't actually say much about me.

He likes me?

Maybe he didn't mean anything special by it, just exactly what he said. He likes me. He must be saying that what little he knows about me, he likes. It must have just come out wrong, like when I said I liked his face. Maybe he was trying to do that whole 'complimenting them' thing too. If that's true, then that must mean he wants to be friends. I couldn't help but smile at that thought, and I saw his face melting into a beautiful smile, returning it. Encouraged by that, and thinking about how my parents said I need to work on communicating more as well as socializing, I decided to let him know what I thought about him as well.

"I like you too."

~

I never believed my first boyfriend would be the one. I had no grand delusions about an all-consuming love or an epic romance laced with passionate kisses where I get swept of my feet, literally. I did believe that I would actually know the guy, though, like him romantically. I never once thought I would accidentally wind up with one, then be unable to break up with him because I'm too non-confrontational

But here I am, currently in a relationship with Kai, and I have no idea what to do about it, if I should do anything at all.