October 16, 2013

I actually did something good to my life. Yes, I confessed. But the bad thing, he wants me to move on. But I can never move on from him. I can never.

October 16, 2013

"Markie..." I said between the silence while my heartbeat doubled. Should I really do this now?

"What, Jacks?" He said, his eyes are focused on his phone.

"I have something serious to tell you." I said and my heart hammered in my chest.

"What is it?" Mark looked up to my eyes and I almost couldn't breathe.

Oh no. I don't wanna do this anymore. Our friendship might not be the same again.

But if not now then when?

"I like you." I said and braced myself for his reaction.

"I like you too, Jacks." Mark said while smiling and continued to play his game.

"No. I don't mean it that way, Mark. I like you. Like... LIKE like. Not like as a friend."

I saw his fingers stop and he stared at the screen on his phone longer than usual, not blinking.

"I'm sorry." I whispered.

"No... No, Jacks. It's okay." Mark smiled at me, "But you gotta move on fast. I don't wanna hurt you but I only like you as a best friend. And I don't want you to be hurt continuously because of me."

I gasped when he was done talking.

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