(Be warned… this ends in heart break..💔)

“I… I love you.” She said blushing.

“You love me?” He cocked a brow and the corner of his mouth slid up into a cocky smirk. “Why do you love me?”

“What do you mean, ‘why do you love me’?”

“I mean, what part of me made you fall in love?”

“I love your joy, your arrogance, your..” she eyes him up and down, “looks, your muscle, your kindness, gentleness. I just love.. you. Who you are.”

“When did you realize you loved me?”

“I think it was just now. But maybe I’ve loved you since we met on the plane.” She knew she was pouring her heart out, but what was to lose… other than the wholeness of her heart. But he had to love her back, just had to.

“That’s so sweet! I _love_ hearing these things about me!” He put a hand on his heart and fluttered his eyes.

Wait…was he being _sarcastic_? Was he _mocking_ her?

“Oh, please tell me it’s returned! Don’t keep me in suspense!!” She added a confident smile, but he just smirked.

“Get on with yourself! No, why would I ever love some one like… _you_!?”

“Your kidding. You have to be.” He face drained of color and she was twisting her hair tightly as a nervous reaction.

“Nope.” Then he turned and sauntered away, leaving her standing on the sidewalk, all alone.

Giggle. 🤭