Disclaimer: I own nothing. Sue me if you want but all you will get is an annoying brother

Also story lines mean nothing in my world

I had just finished one hell of a match and was walking slowly down the hall to get to the lockeroom for a nice hot shower. I had already visited the medics to be told that I had bruised ribs and a concussion. I had almost reached the lockeroom when one of my best friends Matt Hardy came running up to me.

"Man that was one brutal match, are you alright?" Matt asks with a look of genuine concern in is dark soul full eyes.

"Yea man I'm doing just fine, not like I haven't felt worse." I told him trying not to look directly into his eyes lest I reveal my secret.

"Are you sure?" He asked.

Damn him and his dark eyes. It's getting to the point that I can barely stand to be in the same room as him without jumping him. With those eyes and his chocolate brown long hair. Damn it I shouldn't be thinking this way. There is no way that he would ever return my feelings. He would just look at me in disgust and then never talk to me again and there is no way I would be able to stand that. Shit he's still standing there waiting for an answer.

"Shannon?"He calls my name with his worry filled voice.

"Sorry about that. I must have zoned out. I'm sure that I'll be fine just a concussion and some bruised ribs."I tell him looking any where but at his face.

"Why aren't you looking at me?"

"Because I'm scared that if I do look at you that I'll end up telling you my secret." Shit I can't believe I said that. What the fuck is wrong with me! I must have one HUGE-ASS concussion. There is no way that he's going to let me weasel out of this.Damn!

"What do you mean?" He asks looking hurt that I would even think of keeping a secret from him, let alone be afraid to tell it to him.

"I love you!"I blurted out then slapped my hand over my mouth completely mortified. I risk a look up at him and see him looking at me with a mixture of shock and something I can't Identify but think of a disgust.

"I gotta go."I say before running the rest of the way to the lockroom before he could say anything. I just had to get way from him. Who knows how he's going to respond.

The End...until Feelings