I really really hope none of the characters come off as OOC, but I tried my best. This is a threeshot so hopefully everything makes sense at the end.

This is all completely new to me, too. The whole concept, I mean. Of dating a girl, especially a girl like Izzy.

Especially Izzy.

I know maybe I should've told you sooner, but it was so hard to admit. I mean, I know what you would've said.

Or maybe I didn't, and that's why I was scared.

Because you were so sure we weren't gay, and maybe you aren't. But I am.

And that's what hurts the most, because I hate to tell you you're wrong. We're only friends, but at the same time we feel like something more.

This feels like betrayal.

I'm sorry, Sadie.

Secrets are tumbling around and around in my head.

I'm sorry. I'm still sorry. I still love you, you know, just differently.

I love you, but I love her too. It can't be me and you forever, because we aren't lovers. More than friends but less than together-forevers.

"Hey, Katie!" Izzy squeezes my hand and I realize that I've been staring into space like an idiot. "What's goin' on?"

"Nothing," I say firmly. She gives me a bit of a weird look at my tone of voice but says nothing. I shake my head and look around at the café. I was so distracted, I'd almost forgotten where we were.

"Okay then!" Her voice is so cheery, I can't help but smile. She's a bit scary, a bit weird, yeah. But she's fun and so, so cute.

You'd know if you'd give her a chance.

Izzy decides she's bored and drags me away from our table. "C'mon, Katie, let's go do something fun!"

And right now all I can think is I have no idea if my thoughts even make sense anymore.

"Come on, Sadie!" I yell. "I can explain!"

"Like I haven't heard that before," she scoffs, turning around to face me. I've never seen her this mad.

"Please!" I'm practically crying.

"Oh, come on Katie!" She stomps away and practically rips the front door off its hinges. "I've heard everything." She slams the door shut.

It's no use wasting my breath, but I shout at her anyway, hoping maybe she'll hear me through the closed door.

"Listen to me!"

Please, please, please. Listen and come back.