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demitra couldn't lie to herself. she was nervous. she was about to admit her feeling for you on facetime, the same feelings that she constantly denied.
she was jealous of layla even though she also denied that too. and to make matters worse the two of you haven't spoken for an entire day. it might seem dramatic but it was extremely out of the ordinary. for the two months you've known each other you never went a day not talking.
even when demitra is sick, or is super busy with school and creating content, the two of you make time to send a quick text, a snap, something.
so here she was, sitting in her bed chewing on on her bottom lip, trying to muster up the courage to call you and finally tell you how she felt. she knew that once the words were out, there would be no turning back, but she also knew that keeping it all inside was eating her up.
she took a deep breath and dialed your number, heart racing with anticipation. the familiar ringing tone filled her ears, and then your voice answered, causing her to pause for a moment before she could complete the sentence.
"hey, mia," you greeted, and mia could hear the smile in your voice. she felt her heart flutter at the sound.
"hi," she said, and there was a short silence before the two of you burst out laughing.
"i'm sorry for not texting or anything, i just—"you started, but demitra interrupted, taking the words out of your mouth. "—needed some space."
"exactly," you replied, feeling relieved that she understood. "i appreciate you giving me that time," you added sincerely.
"i missed talking to you," demitra admitted, feeling a weight lift off her shoulders. "i missed you too," you confessed, and demitra couldn't help but smile at the warmth in your voice.
there was another slight silence before you spoke again, setting your phone against your cup of water, so demitra can view your entire face. "you can talk to me demitra. i want to make sure you're comfortable... i'm here for you."
she smiled and nodded, her voice soft and gentle. "thanks," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. she took a few deep breaths before continuing. "i know i was kind of an ass when it came to your feelings, i shouldn't have acted that way. i was selfish and inconsiderate and i want to apologize for that. i also want to add that... i do like you."
she paused and looked at you, waiting for your reaction. you nodded, "well, i like you too." demitra narrowed her eyes, not thinking you understood exactly what she was trying to say. "i mean, i like like you," she clarified, her cheeks flushing slightly.
she was beginning to cringe herself out. when would this be over with?
"oh," you muster out, your eyes widening in realization. "oh?!" demitra's heart sank at your reaction, unsure of how to interpret your response. she took a deep breath and decided to speak her mind, "i just wanted you to know how much you mean to me."
