" I love you."
you imagine hearing the words from someone not related to you, someone not your best friend, but when someone you love, someone you dream about, actually says them, it makes your body melt and your breath gets caught in your chest.
"you love me?" I asked, leaning toward him.
He nodded.
"say it again," I said. I let my knee bump against his.
"I love you,: he repeated.

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