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*****Dave Morgan *****
I stood on the same spot as I watched Lisa disappear into the night, mad at me yet again for yet another valid reason.

When would I learn?

"You shouldn't have told her like that," I said quietly into the night, well aware that Harris would hear me nonetheless.

"Yeah, well I was hurt and jealous." He said with an edgy tone before he sighed and cursed under his breathe before sitting down on the ground. "I was going to tell her how I felt tonight. I went over to her place and she wasn't there." He told me dejectedly.

"I'm sorry. We should have talked things over before involving her."

From where he sat, he lifted his eyes to me and gave me a small broken smile, "this is not like with Ella ," he noted quietly.  "You actually have feelings for her."

"Yeah. I've already told her I like her," I told him quietly, as if me telling him how I felt about her was a crime.

"Like her? Is that all?" Harris asked as he watched me play with my lower lip between my teeth.

That wasn't all.

"No, it isn't," I told him.

"Then why haven't you told her if you're so aware? Is she not worth it?"

"She's worth everything, " I said without having to think, "you know why I never created a fuss about Ella even though she played us both, I felt nothing for her. I was just mad that I foolishly fell into her scheme until you found out. Now I understand why you acted the way you did when you found out."

"Lisa is not playing us," Harris said from his spot on the ground and I nodded.

"I meant, I understand the fear of losing someone you love to someone close to you. If you decide to pursue her, I'll be screwed.  I let you win when you fought for Ella, can I be selfish here and ask you to let me be the one to love her?"

"You're going to hurt her," he whispered and I felt my heart sting from the realization that it was the truth.

"I will try my best not to," I told him equally as quiet.

"She's going to hate you if you do," Harris said.

"I know."

"Does she know?" This time he looked me straight into my eyes and I could feel my conviction crumble.

Maybe I couldn't love her the way I thought I could.

"No."

*****
After the incident with Harris and Lisa the last thing I expected to find was her sat at my place patiently waiting for me to show.

Even to my surprise for her to ask if we could talk.

"Hey?" I'd asked nervously when I walked in to the sight of her.

"Could we talk?"

"Yeah," I was desperate for anything at the moment.

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"I was planning to," I said quietly. I had no excuse, I was going to tell her about Harris after we'd figured things out, not before. I didn't want to risk losing what I'd started experiencing with her over a decision I foolishly made a while back.

If I had to have an excuse, it was because I didn't want to lose her just right after I'd gotten to experience what we could have. Not sexually but emotionally as well.

I had craved the sort of emotional stability I got from being with her than the physical satisfaction I'd thought I needed before.

"When?"

"After we figured out how we felt, moved past this virtual stage where I can't claim you or you me," I told her.

"What if we never became a thing?" She challenged and a painful jolt stabbed be in the back of my throat.

Fighting the incessant stinging in my eyes, I cleared my throat and sniffed a little. "I would still tell you, even if it was the last thing we talked about." I told her and rocked a little in my feet. "I'm not forcing you to accept the idea of us dating or even seeing me if you don't want to. It might seem like I don't usually listen to you but I'll try to keep off, give you space."

She hesitated for a minute before she nodded weakly and my composure cracked as I tried to stay upright. "What's going to happen between you and Harris?" She asked and I kept my eyes away from her.

"We-" I took a breathe in before swallowing the pain lodged in my throat. "We're going to figure it out."

"I was going to leave tonight," she told me.

"Mmh," I hummed quietly. I could not say anything because I didn't know how to word my pain at her statement. "I could drive you?"

"Or you could convince me why I should stay," she challenged and for the first time in a long while I looked at her to meet her raised eyebrows.

"I hurt you, I don't know how I'll convince you to stay. I want you to stay, I really do.  With everything in me, I want to tell you to stay so that we can figure out everything but I have no excuse for what I did, just like I have no excuse for what I said the first time we spent a night together. All I have are these thoughts of what I should have said or done differently to have you here with you looking at me in a different light, but I hurt you and honestly, I'm afraid I'll hurt you even more if I ask you to stay here especially when you don't want to."

"You're crying," she whispered and I took a deep breathe in as if to compose myself. "I want you to tell me to stay because I want to. We might not be the epitome of heathy or cute or couple goals but your constant effort to try and show me how you regret everything you did the first night has me convinced that if you were actually that bad you could have left the moment you said what you did."

"I messed up," I told her quietly.

"And it takes someone strong to realize that. People do wrong all the time but only a few know how much they fucked up."

"I feel like I missed something," I told her quietly and she smiled tiredly at me.

"Well if you must know, I screamed into your cushions, cursed you out a million times and then realized I couldn't just leave because I really like you."

My breathe stopped. Literally. I felt the pain of the lack of breathe in my lungs and chest all at once before the wind got back in me with a staggering strength that made me huff.

"I'm hallucinating," I whispered quietly.

Her quiet amused laugh told me that it was a stupid conclusion and that made it even worse.

She liked me!

I tightened my palms into fists as I eyed her for a long while . She was real. And she liked me!

"I have a lot to tell you."

"Could we just kiss and make up? I really  want to sleep in your room tonight."

"What's happening?" I breathed out as I reached for her, circling my arms around her as I let myself breathe her in all at once.

"It's me realizing I like you and not wanting to throw it away."

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Thanks for the read....

I hope you guys are doing great and I'm sorry for not updating as fast as I should but I'm juggling through life and I'm just trying to find my balance with everything so I hope you bear with me.

I have also realized that it is very important for me to point out that this story is not edited and is infact a very raw draft that needs reworking after the upload is done, but do enjoy as I continue to write it.

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Love, Eline ❤️

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