Tragic (Chris Hemsworth)

Confession

"Chris!" I yell across the courtyard at school. He turns around with a glum face then he smiles to see me. I smile back at him. I walk over as I struggle to keep from falling over. I had my Science, Social Studies, and Math books in one arm, and the rest of my things either spilling out of my backpack (which was upside down) or in my other arm. "Hey Grace," Chris said looking nervous. " I have something I need to confess to you..." Is he moving? I asked myself. "This is really important," I start to feel my heart pound in my head as he stares at me. "I have known you since we were in 1st grade and I just have to get this off my chest,"
"You didn't kill anyone did you?" I asked half kidding half serious. "No. I have loved you since we snuck out to look at cats in the middle of the night a couple years ago." He was smiling at the ground. I take his head in my hands and look straight into his eyes, "I love you too." We pulled each other closer and closer until we were so close that each others faces were blurry. "Never change." He said right before he smoothly touched his lips to mine. I never will. I thought.