Chapter 8

Chapter 8

I sat up straight. Ryan was on the other bed doing the same thing. I was sweating on my forehead. When I looked down I saw I wasn’t bleeding. It was a dream but it felt so real. The pain felt real.

“Ryan I….”

At the same time he said

“Ally I….”

So it sounded like

“Rallan I….”

“You go first.” I said.

“I just had this weird dream. About you. Dying.” He paused, then explained his dream to me. It sounded just like mine.

“I had the same dream except it was you dying first.”

We both left out the part about saying we loved each other. I hoped it would stay that way. My hope became ‘BS’. 

“I also said that I loved you.”

It was silent for a minute because the TV wasn’t on. During that minute we had turned to face each other. “I bet you said that in your dream too.”

“Yeah I did say that.” I said quietly.

Now I really hoped this conversation wouldn’t go further. My hope was once again BS because he went on. I was getting a little tired of him going on. “Well I think I said it in my dream, well because I meant it.”

It was quiet for another minute.

“I seriously hoped I wouldn’t have to say this out loud but I think I meant it too.”

Maybe I’ve overcome my fear of telling a guy that I liked him. Or maybe not.