"No." I said quietly as a walked away. Of course I liked her, but it could never happen. She's Micheal's sister, who knows what he would do if he found out about us. I felt like shit. I lead her on then told her I didn't love her. I'm such a jackass. Ugh, I can't believe I did that. I have to tell her I love her. I have to tell Erica the truth.
I heard someone running up the stairs and a door slam. Damn it. It's too late she hates you.
I decided I was time to go home.
"I'll see ya later Mikey."
All I could think about was Erica. I couldn't eat or sleep. I love her. I love her. I love her. I couldn't stop thinking of her smile, her hair, her eyes, her laugh. I have to tell her, as soon as possible. I need to tell Erica I lov- with this thought I drifted off to sleep.
I woke up early this morning and made a video for YouTube to waste time before I went to Micheal's.
As I turned down his street I felt pretty confident, but as I walked up to the door I felt as if I was going to puke.
It took me about 20 minutes to knock on the door.
"What's wrong Micheal?"
Micheal's eyes were puffy, I could tell he had been crying.