Sooner Surrender
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I check my phone. It says it's 3:31 PM. My phone is never wrong, and he is never late. In fact, he is always early. I am worried out of my mind for the simple fact that he is exactly a minute late. "I don't think he's coming," I complain to my best friend Taylor.

"Don't worry about it. He's probably just a little late," Taylor says.

I shake my head. "But Taylor, Ryan is never late! Ever," I remind her.

"I know. But he said he would he be here. Would he lie to you?" Taylor asked me.

I shrugged. "Maybe, maybe not. He hasn't before. But sooner or later, he will," I tell her.

"Maybe, maybe not. You guys only started talking to each other a few weeks ago. You don't see each other every day. How is he supposed to know your in like with him?" Taylor reminded me. I knew she was trying to be funny. Taylor is the funniest girl I know. But there's one thing she won't joke about. She and I both know it. I'm not in like with Ryan.

I am deeply, irrevocably, and dangerously in love with him.