How to say "I love you" [11]

My throat was closing up again. A furious race inside my bloodstream desided to get testy. My heart was throbbing. I didn't know what to say! I didn't know how to say I love you, and he just said it to me. It felt wrong to say it, like I was lying. But I didn't want to lie! I wanted to love him so...much. I just didn't know him enough. Maybe that feeling that he was the one was love, I couldn't tell. All the boyfriend's I had, were all sorta losers in their own little way. When they said that they loved me (which, was sooner than later for some) first, I acted on impulse. Repeated. Adam was different. There was this deep feeling that I had never had before. Maybe it was because he was older, wiser, something.

"I..." I preteneded to cough. Well, I think I actually did cough. Choking on my own spit.

"I love you too!" Shouted a bit. Not loud enough to wake Spencer, or Mom. But loud enough for it to ring in my ears for all of eternity. "Delena..." Adam whispered. Another painful shock came, and I actually just made it worse.

I hung up the phone.

Shocked with what I had done, I tried to call it back. Since it was an unknown number, I couldn't. So I had to live with myself until the next day. Who needs sleep at 3 in the morning anyway?

Chapter. 3

My alarm went off, I got out of bed, and yawned. You would think that if something so interesting happened last night, that I would get out of the normal routine. But I didn't. I sort of just did the same thing. To tell you the truth I barely remembered it. So; I got in the shower and stood under. There was just something about taking a shower that made me feel...okay. My mind could wonder...and I could clean myself. Who wouldn't want that?

Spencer started to bang on the door. Reliezing that I had been under there for about 30 minutes, I started to hurry things up. But not by much. I mean, its Spencer. He wasn't like me anyway. This morning, he was persistant though. He banged a couple THOUSAND times before he heard the water shut off. I grabbed my clothes and decided to change in my room. He let him self in, (whenever I had a towel and I unlocked the door) and began to undress. I didn't stay to watch. Blegh. There was something different with him the morning. No cracks or jokes about me. I wondered if his girlfriend had broken up with him. If he had one...

When we were FINALLY in the car, I looked at Spencer. He looked confused and just...weird. Like someone was possessing him or something. It was a very freaking looking expression that he had on his face but I ignored it.

Again, as soon as we got out the car I was following him to the courts. Now, I wasn't just following him anymore. I wanted to see my boyfriend. And he just happened to be the path that lead too it. While we were walking I kept wondering what was wrong with him. I had no jokes told about me this morning. No whining about me staying in the shower so long. Nothing. Just a quiet, unentertaining brother. And who wants that if thats all you've never known? Maybe his girlfriend did break up with him! Or maybe...I kept looking for reasons as I walked. But when all Spencer's other girlfriends broke up with him, he never acted so...distant or something.

I finally saw him. Standing there with arms crossed, and leaning against a support beam of the pavillion. My heart began to pump as I remembered that he was mine. The boyfriend I could just stare at forever. Hey, if you saw him, you would think the EXACT same thing. He smiled when he saw me, and met us halfway. Spencer kept walking as if he hadn't seen him at all, and Adam looked at me with confused eyes. Shrugging my shoulders I smiled. Spencer's actions and emotions weren't exactly my problem at this point.

As Adam hugged me, I smelled his scent. The cologne that was fresh and I almost died. It was just something about that cologne that made me feel so warm and safe with him. So I hugged him as tight as I could so he didn't have to leave me. But he did. He had to go play his basketball. And I couldn't keep him from that.

The game didn't last long. Or it did, but I was too busy watching Adam. The muscles peeking through his shirt as he went for a shot. His smile appearing as he looked at me when he made the shot. He seemed god-like. Right out mythology. I looked for Spencer. He was doing very well. But he still had no smile on his face, and his shirt was still on. Now, if you knew Spencer, that was just plain weird. But I kept leaving it alone. Its not my problem. And I went right back to watching Adam and his...I don't know...goodness.

After the game he found me so fast I could have sworn he had been watching my every move. His fans were no longer to facinated with him because he had me. Jelousy lead them to Spencer, who wasn't in the mood and just left. Which, I don't know where they go after that. Adam pulled me aside. My smiled turned to a grin. I had no idea what he was going to do. But I just dreamed he was going to kiss me. That thought was gone quick though. "Delena..." Those green-grey eyes smiled down at me and found mine. I just had the weirdest ugly brown eyes and I secretly wished I had his. "You hung up on me last night...something wrong?" Ew. I suddenly remembered. "Um...My mom. She almost came in the room...or I thought. I'm really sorry..." He placed his hand over my mouth. "Let's just go to the tennis court. Okay?" And we walked. Side by side. Hand in hand.