I swept back my blonde, semi-dirty hair back and wiped some sweat off my face. What was I over reacting for? So what if I hadn't seen him since last year, what if I told him I loved him and left without another word, huh?
I wasn't going to wimp out now, for crying out loud I'm in the mafia, was in the mafia. My eyes started to sting and it pissed me off! How can one man turn me into this, this thing I don't wanna be! Vulnerable.
Will he even forgive me, or will he be freaked out by what I had said? No! After all the work I've went through tracking him down I wasn't going to stop now.
Of course he was going to forgive me, he and I went through a lot together. From Wammy's to solving the Kira case, to just being badass, best friends.
Does he even think of me as a friend? Now the tears had multiplied, and I wimped out!
The tears had blurred my vision and I ended up running into someone. I could feel that this person was bulky and then came a deep voice.
"Are you alright?" he said, worry clearly in his voice.
"I'm fine." I replied. As soon as I got up I saw a well groomed, dashing man, and not as bulky as I thought he actually quite fit.
"I'm sorry about that dude, guess I should watch where I'm going" he smiled a pearly, white row of teeth appeared.
I just nodded, and he walked right back up the stairs I came down from. Blonde, tall, and beautiful. He was good looking but couldn't compare to him, Matt.
The reason he was here in the first place, his red headed, cigarette and video game addict lover, his thin, badass best friend.
He wasn't going to wimp out, he is going to come back tomorrow and he WILL knock on Matt's door! He won't run again!
A/N wow, my first fan fiction! What do you think, should I continue? I have already written up chapter 2 and if I get at least 5 reviews, I'll update.