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I turned around in the piano chair so fast that I fell off it. But I felt warm familiar hands catch me instead of hitting the cold hard floor. Chris caught me when I fell.

“What are you…?” I said breathlessly. He never brought me up so I could push off his arms that I wanted to stay in oh so badly. He kept me in his arms diagonal to the ground. 

“I uh, heard you playing and singing from my room. So I came.” He said timidly looking down. There was a pause as my mind raced around in circles.

“Why?” I whispered, still breathless. He’s head came up to my in response to my question. His perfectly shaped face became parallel to mine and I could feel his too-fast breath on my skin. His face was so striking I never wanted to live without it again. But I had to, for me.

“Why what?” His face turned into a ball of confusion and he tilted his head a little bit like a puppy dog. I wanted to badly to touch him, to comfort him, to kiss him. I looked down trying to control myself.

“Why are you sorry.” I said quietly and embarrassed.

“I hurt you,” he flinched, “ I broke my promises. I got drunk and stoned and irresponsible. I did stupid things and lost you, I lost my life.” I heard his voice clog up awaiting tears. I looked back up at him and his deep brown eyes getting glossy with up-coming tears. My hand gently touched his face as a reaction. He leaned against it and smiled a little.

I just couldn’t compute that he was sorry I couldn’t forgive him. It was like I forgot how much he cared about me. I pulled his head so it was parallel with mine once more.

“Why?” My face scrunched together in confusion.

“I…I was…I was” he tried to shove out.

“JUST FREAKING KISS AND MAKE UP ALREADY IT’S DRIVING ME CRAZY!” yelled Lisa from the end of the hallway. Chris pulled me up and still didn’t let me go. I whipped my head around to glare at her.

“When did you get here?” I asked, starting to blush up and feel stupid.

“When he said sorry. You took a LONG time. And I kind of thought that you were… dead.” She said looking down wiggling he foot like a five year old.

I heard Chris giggle a little I looked at him. His smile warmed my heart and made my mind go blank. I couldn’t help but smile a little myself. Then he looked at me. And I stopped smiling and quickly looked back at Lisa.

“Lets go.” I said and pushed off of Chris, he fought a little to keep me in his arms but it was his body’s reaction to hold me, not Chris.

As we were about to turn the corner, I looked back at Chris. His arms were still in the same position as when I was in them and he was crying. His legs were wobbly almost ready to collapse. My body stopped, but my brain moved forward. My body took a step toward him, my brain yelled at my body to stop in panic. My body kept going. I had to help him, if I didn’t I would die myself. I walk towards him and hugged him. I felt his face lean against mine and a smile on his face. I started to run my fingers through his brown hair.

“Your lucky my body cannot bare to see you sad.” I whispered into his ear.

“You mean your heart can’t bare it.” He whispered back. I pushed off him a little so I could look at his face. My heart?! I thought. He was smiling.

“I love you too.” He whispered. My face develop into a bundle of confusion, surprise and happiness. I got out of his hug and walked back to Lisa who was watching.

“What are you doing?!” she whispered firmly. “Cant you just kiss him and have your happy ending?”

“There is no such thing as a happy ending, and that’s what I’m scared of.” I whispered back.