July 29, 10:04 pm.

This was it. I don't know how I feel still. I don't know how people expect me to feel.

It has come. It's something I have been waiting for so long to hear it, but I don't know how to react towards it.

Cameron passed by today with his bike. He told me he'd take me somewhere nice and close. So I went with him. My hair was kind of messy and I didn't put any makeup.

It was ar the same park he asked me to be his girlfriend. On the same bench.

He was just sitting down, wearing the normal clothes he always wears. His hair was falling in his eye, but it looked like it didn't bother him.

He smiled as soon as he saw me. I smiled back and walked over to hug me.

Like, really, really hugged me.

"I've spent the last few days practicing what to say to you," He whispered and let out a sigh. "But today I just realized. It's you. It should be simple and to be quite honest, it's not. It's one of the hardest things ever to me." He ran his hands through his hair.

"What do you wanna tell me?" I asked him.

"Okay, so as you know, I watched you," He scratched the back of his neck.

I frowned. Some seconds later, he looked at my face and his eyes widened almost instantaneously.

"No, crap, not in that way. I swear I wasn't a stalker." He breathed heavily.

I laughed at his reaction.

"So then I sometimes looked at you, and I wanted to get to know you." He told me. "No matter how long it took."

"I drew you that one time and like, I never imagined you would actually be my friend," He continued. "Or that the infatuation I felt for you would grow into something stronger." He told me. "Way stronger." He whispered.

My heart started thumping in my chest.

"What I'm trying to say is that... That like I wanna get to know the real you. I wanna do everything and nothing with you. I wanna be able to know what song you listen when you're sad. Your favorite dessert. I want to know what food you eat when you sneak in your kitchen at 3:00 am. I want to get to know the person that you hide from others." He smiled.

I gulped. He was telling me everything I ever wanted to hear.

From you. But it didn't matter and it still doesn't. Because you're not him. He's Cameron and I like him.

"I never wanted to have something worth losing. I guess it's too late for that now." He told me.

I swear that my eyes starter to get teary.

"The truth is that I love you, Stephanie." He faced the floor.

That was it. I had finally heard words the words I always dreamed about hearing. I don't know what I was feeling. It was a mixture of every kind of feeling I had inside me.

But then it finally showed up. That feeling you get when you're not sure of what to do.

So I faced the floor.

"Steph?" Cameron asked. "What's wrong?" He questioned.

"I-It's just that..." I stammered.

"Crap!" He exclaimed. "I said it too early, didn't I?" He asked, running his hands through his hair

"No, no, of course not." I told him. "It's just that I'm a difficult person." I said. "I'm not easy to love. I have a lot of flaws and sharp edges. And I'm afraid I'll hurt you with them." I whispered to him.

"You become responsible, forever, for what you have tamed, remember?" He asked me, cupping my right cheek.

Once again, my eyes became teary.

"You tamed me, Stephanie." He smiled. "You tamed me and I love you. All of you. Your flaws, your mistakes; everything." He assured me.

I just buried my head in his neck as I felt the whole world rush through my veins, if that makes any sense at all.

This feels right and wrong at the same time. And that's what I love about it.

I couldn't say it back. But I will.

Even if it takes me twice the time it took me to say to you.

But I will say it.