"It hurts." Russell said.
I cocked an eyebrow and tilted my head in confusion. "Huh?"
"This feeling in my chest... it hurts like hell when you're around." He muttered, clutching at his heart.
A wave of pain tore through me, and tears threatened to leak from my eyes. "I-I'm sorry."
He turned around. "What for?" He asked.
"I hurt you..." I said. "I'm sorry."
Russell just chuckled. "You don't get it, do you?" he said. He walked over, calmly laid his hand over mine, and pressed his forehead against my own. "When you really care about someone, it hurts you. But that person makes it all worthwhile." He said.
I stared into his pale blue eyes, so close to my own hazel ones. "Russell..."
"I love this feeling..." He said. "I love you."
