Emily

It was 5 o'clock in the morning when I received an "SOS" text from Hanna. I hadn't been I hadn't been asleep for long, but I was exhausted from swim practice. I considered staying in bed and pretending I didn't hear my phone go off... but that wasn't right. I knew I had to get up and find out what was the matter.

Hanna meant a lot to me. she was the one who had been there for me day and night after Maya died. She was and amazing friend, and she always had been. She helped me move on with my life. However, there is a small problem with that: I'm afraid I might have moved on to Hanna.

Of course Hanna doesn't know that. I could never tell her how perfect I thought she was. How funny she was even when she didn't try.. How I spent my time thinking of things to say to make her laugh because her smile lit up my day.. How when she hugged me I never wanted to ever let go.. She could never know how I felt; it could ruin everything.

Plus, Hanna had Caleb, her boyfriend for about a year now. He had moved from Rosewood to Ravenswood recently. Hanna didn't really say why he had to move exactly, but I could tell she was pretty upset. Don't get me wrong, I liked Caleb. He was a good guy and he was great to Hanna, but when I saw them together being all cute and couple-like I couldn't help but get jealous.

When I arrived at Hanna's house, the front door was wide open. I took the keys out of the ignition and, because something just doesn't feel right, I locked my car. I placed the jagged end of one key in between my ring and middle fingers, just in case. I creeped up to the front door.

"Hanna?" I called.

Hanna stepped out from inside of the kitchen. It's obvious that she had been crying. I felt my keys fall to the ground as I rushed to comfort her.

"Hanna," I said sympathetically, pulling her into a hug. "Are you alright?"

I felt her nod against my neck, and I loosened my arms around her to let her go. She tightened her grip, sobbing on my shoulder. I don't know what to do.. If I knew why she was upset I might be able to make her feel better, but I didn't want to upset her anymore by asking. I pull away from the hug.

"Hanna," I said. I gently tilted her chin so she would look me in the eyes. "We don't have to talk about it, but I'm here for you. Give me just a second."

I walked over to the front door and closed it. Then I grabbed her hand and led her up the stairs and into her bedroom. We laid side by side on her bed and I stayed quiet as she picked up where she left off. It hurts me see her like this. I just wanted to make it all better, whatever "it" was.

Hanna's crying quieted as she slowly calmed herself down. She slid her hand over mine and our fingers intertwined. "I love you, Em." she proclaimed.

Now, I'm not delusional. I know that she meant that she loved me as a friend. Of course she couldn't possibly have meant anything else. I was sure she didn't feel the same way I felt. Still, I couldn't stop the butterflies in my stomach from going wild.

She wrapped her arms around my arm and rested her head on my pillow.

"Caleb broke up with me," Hanna whispered. "He came into town because he wanted to tell me face to face. He said he wanted to make sure that I understood that it wasn't personal, and that it was for the best right now."

Hanna took a shaky breath and let it out with a small whimper, like it physically hurt to tell me this. I wrapped my arms around her waist and pulled her in tight. She needed to be comforted and I needed her to be okay. I couldn't be happy that her and Caleb were over if it meant that Hanna was hurting.

"Hanna," I began. I looked at her head laying on the pillow beside mine. Her eyes were closed and her breathing was steady; she was asleep. "I love you, too." I finish. I closed my eyes and easily fell asleep with her in my arms.