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This is in Jay pov


It's the way her eyes light up when she's happy, how her smile can brighten a dimly lit room, and how her laugh can sound like music to my ears. I love every single detail about this girl. I've been in love with y/n for the past three years. There wasn't anything I could do about it because she had a boyfriend. But they broke up two months ago and she's still getting over him.

No one knows how hard it's been for me to watch the girl I want to spend the rest of my life with, kissing, or touching some other guy for years. It has completely torn me apart inside. I'm not going to lie when I say a little part of me was happy to hear they broke up. But seeing her so upset killed me. She deserves to be happy.

She's been talking and having a good time all night with her friends. We finished a case at work and it was a big one. To celebrate, the whole precinct came to the bar for some drinks. Now I'm sitting on this uncomfortable black bar stool, staring at the half empty beer bottle. Y/n is sitting across the room talking with some friends. Every time my eyes lock with hers, a piece of me aches inside.

"Nobody likes a sad drunk," a voice says causing my head to lift and see my brother.

"I'm not drunk," I smirk before taking a sip from the bottle. "Yet."

He laughs and sits down next to me. He glances between me and y/n then sighs. Will is the only person who knows about my feelings for y/n. Now that she's single, he's been encouraging me to ask her out. But it doesn't seem like the right time and she is still getting over her ex. "I know you think that it isn't the right time but will there ever be? She'd be crazy not to like you back." He tells me. I peered over at her then take another drink.

"It's getting late, I should head home." I tell him.

"Dude it's only 9:30pm." He frowns confused.

"I'm tired." I lie then throw some money on the bar. Once telling him goodbye I start making my way outside. While walking through the parking lot, a voice calls my name. It caused me to turn around and see y/n approaching. She has a look of confusion on her face and a small smile. "Hey, y/n." I say.

"I just wanted to make sure you were okay," she steps closer to me. "You've been kind of down all day today."

"I'm okay thank you. I'm just tired that's all." I lie to her. She almost looks like she doesn't believe what I'm saying. Being this close to her, and not being able to hold or kiss her, is hard.

"Are you sure?" She asks and I nod my head yes. She shakes her head and starts to walk back into the bar. Will was right before, when he told me that there might never be a right time. It's probably best to tell her now, when it's just the two of us.

"No." I say and she turns to look at me. "I'm not okay and I don't think I'll ever be okay until I tell you this."

There's confusion in her eyes as she waits for me to continue speaking. "Y/n I'm in love with you and I have been in love with you for three years. I have never in my life craved someone's attention until I tasted yours. You are the one and...my heart belongs to you. I want you y/n, more than I've ever wanted anyone." My words are making the confusion on her face turn into watery eyes. I step closer to her, grabbing her hands tightly in mine. Our faces are inches apart.

"I want you to be mine, y/n. Selfishly, thoughtlessly, mine. I love you. I don't think I could ever stop loving you anymore than I could stop breathing." I admit to her. Finally admitting all my feelings to her after all these years. It fell quiet between us for a while. My heart is pounding against my chest. "Please say something." I beg her.

"I..." she starts but her words fall silent. Without saying a word she grabs my face, pulling me into a heated kiss. It slightly surprised me at first but my arms wrap around her waist, pulling her as close as possible. This kiss was more than just heated or passionate. It has been long overdue and felt like it lasted a lifetime. It made me sad to pull away.

"Jay," she breathes with a smile. "I love you too. I'm sorry it took so long for this to happen but, I feel the same way." She tells me. Her words brought a smile to my face and I pull her in for one more kiss. Once pulling away I smile at her, tucking a piece of hair behind her ear.

"Let's get out of here." I whisper.

"Okay." She agrees.

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