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Falling for My Best Friend, Part 4
"I don't want to play anymore."
Those six words coming out of James' mouth stopped the world around us. They were the most powerful words I'd heard since "It was all a mistake." He was really beginning to have a knack with changing lives one sentence at a time.
Both of our dads began asking questions. Then they started telling him how wrong he was. They knew exactly what he needed, time. The more they told him, the more irritated I got. While I thought James was crazy, I totally understood where he was coming from and what he was about to go through. My dad was much worse than his. He was convinced James was going to change his mind, just like he was convinced that I was his little girl that was never growing up.
I'd decided to tell my dad I wasn't coming home that summer. He was already freaking out. It couldn't get much worse. That was what I thought anyway. Boy was I wrong.
I thought my dad's head was going to blow right off of his shoulders.
He let me know I was mistaken. Then he went on to tell James exactly what he needed to do.
It didn't take long before I walked out the door and headed for school. It was New Year's Eve, but I wasn't dealing with it. I'd rather be alone in a dorm than listen to him go on and on. I'd had enough.
James had the same idea. I met him in the parking lot of my dorm, and we went to a hotel.
It was our night to get away from it all. We were two best friends spending time together.
Everything was perfect.
It couldn't have been any better.
Then it happened. James did it again.
"I love you, Sam."
They were four simple words. It was one sentence.
It was the one thing I'd wanted him to say since I was thirteen but never thought he would.
My world stopped, and I knew my life would never be the same.
Those six words coming out of James' mouth stopped the world around us. They were the most powerful words I'd heard since "It was all a mistake." He was really beginning to have a knack with changing lives one sentence at a time.
Both of our dads began asking questions. Then they started telling him how wrong he was. They knew exactly what he needed, time. The more they told him, the more irritated I got. While I thought James was crazy, I totally understood where he was coming from and what he was about to go through. My dad was much worse than his. He was convinced James was going to change his mind, just like he was convinced that I was his little girl that was never growing up.
I'd decided to tell my dad I wasn't coming home that summer. He was already freaking out. It couldn't get much worse. That was what I thought anyway. Boy was I wrong.
I thought my dad's head was going to blow right off of his shoulders.
He let me know I was mistaken. Then he went on to tell James exactly what he needed to do.
It didn't take long before I walked out the door and headed for school. It was New Year's Eve, but I wasn't dealing with it. I'd rather be alone in a dorm than listen to him go on and on. I'd had enough.
James had the same idea. I met him in the parking lot of my dorm, and we went to a hotel.
It was our night to get away from it all. We were two best friends spending time together.
Everything was perfect.
It couldn't have been any better.
Then it happened. James did it again.
"I love you, Sam."
They were four simple words. It was one sentence.
It was the one thing I'd wanted him to say since I was thirteen but never thought he would.
My world stopped, and I knew my life would never be the same.
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