"Hey, Aidan." I called as I crossed the room to my desk.
"Hey, Cara! I missed you." He beamed, coming up to me and giving me a tight squeeze.
"I only saw you 2 days ago, you silly person!" I played.
"I missed the one I love." He winked.
'What?!' Did I honestly just hear that? Did I just hear him say that to me? He gave me a hug? He said he misses me and he said he loved me? No. I must be dreaming. Surely this isn't true. I'll pinch myself...
Okay. Defiantly not dreaming. Ouch.
"Why do you look so surprised?" He asked.
"You just said, you loved me. Please, tell me the truth? You don't really love me, do you?" I stared deeply into his dark brown eyes.
"Now, answer me this. Why would I lie? I do love you. I've loved you for a long time. And I know you love me too." He nudged me. My heart sang. Like the sinking feeling you feel when your phone isn't in your pocket kind of sink. "Don't you, Cara?"
I stuttered. "W-what has brought this on all of a sudden?"
"See, you're not answering my question, which proves I'm right." I blushed.
A few moments passed. And then I heard this really irritating noise. 'Cara, wake up. Wake up, Cara!' I suddenly woke with a shock and sweaty body. "Come on, you're going to be late for college!" My mum shouted.
"What? That was a dream?" I asked myself, confused.
Oh my god. I've just dreamt that he loved me. This cannot be happening. This needs to stop, it's the 3rd dream this week. I swear, this is not healthy.
What do I do?