Sanders Sides Oneshots

If I Could Tell Him (Logicality)

Logicality (Human AU)
Based on "If I Could Tell Her" from Dear Evan Hansen.
TW: Some self-deprecation

Patton's POV

"Patt?"

"Patton?"

"Paaattttooon."

I blinked, shaking my head and looking over at Virgil. "Hm?"

"You're staring at him again," Virgil said, smirking slightly.

"Whaaattt? Me? Nah . . ." As I said this, my eyes drifted over to the opposite side of the cafeteria once more, watching my crush and friend for years, Logan, laughing slightly at something. I sighed, resting my hand on my cheek, leaning forward on my elbows.

"Patton, you've had a crush on him for almost two years now. Why don't you just tell him how you feel?"

"I can't do that, Virge," I said, sighing again. "What if he doesn't like me back? Or he thinks I'm annoying or horrible? What if—"

"First of all, you aren't annoying. You're . . . amazing, Patton, and he'd be lucky to have you."

I turned to Virgil, looking at him in surprise. "I'm not," I said. "Not at all. You are though."

"Uh, nope."

"Virgil, you're amazing. I'm just a shy little coward."

Virgil opened his mouth, then closed it, saying nothing.

I bit my lip, then looked down at my notebook, thinking back to what he had said earlier. Why didn't I just tell Logan how I felt, just get it over with? I'm being such a weak coward . . . But what else is new?

I sat there for a moment, then I suddenly had an idea. I opened my notebook up to a clean page, picked up my pen, and started writing.

*The next day*

"Just give it to him, Patton!" Virgil whispered in my ear.

I chewed my lip, clutching a folded piece of paper in my hand, my heart pounding.

We were standing outside of the school, peering around the corner of the brick building. It was lunch time, and the sun was shining bright, giving everything a cheery atmosphere despite how anxious I was feeling.

In my hand was not just a normal slip of notebook paper. This paper is a note that contains nearly all my feelings and thoughts on Logan, ending with telling him that I have a crush on him. Everything I felt for him was poured out of me to fill that page.

"Patton, lunch is about to end. It's now or never," Virgil whispered.

If I wasn't so preoccupied with everything, I would have joked how we were acting like each other, Virgil urging me to do something, while I'm as anxious as he usually is.

But right now, my heart continued to pound, my palms sweating a bit. I felt Virgil give me a gentle push, and that's all it took to get my feet to slowly move towards Logan, who was sitting under a large oak tree. When I was about a foot away from him, he looked up.

"Hello," he greeted, looking up from his book. He pushed his glasses up higher in his nose, and I felt a flutter in my stomach.

"H-hi, L-Logan," I said, stuttering nervously.

Logan frowned slightly in confusion. "What's wrong, Patton?"

I gulped, feeling my ears and face burn red with embarrassment. I opened my mouth to speak, but all that came out was a little squeak. I simply dropped the paper in front of him, and ran away, back around the corner where Virgil and I had stood minutes ago.