You know what's worse than not telling Bailey that I love her, my twin brother Zack. I think he's Mom's biggest mistake. Why couldn't I be an only child?

It's not that I hate him. It's that sometimes he really gets on my nerves.

I was studying for the Civil War test we were having tomorrow when Zack came in to annoy me. "Yo Cody!" he yelled.

I rolled my eyes. Didn't he have somebody else to bother? "Look if this is one of your lousy…" I began.

"I can say my ABC's backwards," he said. Sometimes he gets really annoying. Why did I need to know that?

"I don't care, okay," I said coldly, and then looked back down to my notes. He acts like a little kid, kind of like London.

Zack sighed and took a seat next to me. "You don't have to be so grumpy," he said softly. I think I hurt his feelings.

I closed my textbook and looked down. I might as well tell Zack. He might have some advice. "Well," I began. "The truth is that…" I stopped. Should I tell him?

Zack looked at me like if he was waiting for an answer. I took a deep breath and finally spilled it. "I haven't told Bailey I love her yet!" I confessed.

Zack started laughing at me. I knew this was going to happen once I told him. I never trusted my brother and now I chose to. Sometimes I don't get myself.

I couldn't stand the laughter anymore. What was so funny about not telling my girlfriend I loved her yet? So what if Luca told London first than me. I still had deep love for Bailey. It's not like the world was going to end if I didn't tell her.

"What's so funny?" I finally said, ending his laughter.

He gave me his last chuckle. "That I have a wimp as my brother," he said. Wow, he's such an amazing brother.

"What did I do to deserve to have a brother like this?" I groaned, looking up to the ceiling.

"What I meant was that," he began. "Why are you so afraid of telling her? It's not like she doesn't love you back." He paused, but then continued immediately. "Come on, Cody. How hard can it be?"

I never thought that Zack would give me this advice. He would usually make fun of me or pull a prank on me. We've never talked about girls because we don't have the same taste. I mean Zack likes one different girl each week, and I have loved the same girl practically the day I met her.

"Harder than you think, Zack," I responded. "What if I tell her 'I love you' and she doesn't love me back? What if she just looks at me like I'm an idiot? Ugh! I don't know what to do!"

"Don't worry, dude. Just tell her and everything will be okay," he assured. Who knew that Zack gave good girl advice?

Zack got up and left me there thinking about what to do. I hope that those words came out of my mouth pretty soon.

It was practically midnight. I was alone outside on the sky deck, just looking up at the stars. They reminded me of Bailey's eyes, two bright little stars.

"Cody," I heard a voice behind me. It was Bailey. She looked as beautiful as ever. Her hair was tied up in a pony tail and she had a blanket, rapped around herself.

It took me a while to answer. We were just starring at each other's eyes. I didn't want to look away from those beautiful eyes.

"Bailey," I began. "What are you doing out here at this hour?" She usually would be asleep by this time.

"The question is: What are you doing here?" she asked. She was right. What was I doing here? What she doing here?

Bailey sat next to me and sighed. "It's a beautiful night, isn't it?" she whispered.

I turned to see her face. "Not as beautiful as you," I whispered back. She looked away from me and looked back at the stars, snuggling in her blanket a little more.

"Um…Cody," she began. I stared at her as she spoke. "You never finished your sentence."

"Aren't you going to share that blanket," I said, changing the subject.

"Cody, I'm serious," she said.

"I don't if I should tell you," I said.

"Just tell me, Cody," she sounded angry now.

I took a deep breath. It's now or never, without interruptions or pauses. "Okay. Um… Bailey," I said. Our foreheads were already touching. "I…I…"

"Are you going to tell me or not, Cody?" she asked.

"I love you, Bailey," I finally said. That was easier than I thought.

Bailey smiled and gave me a kiss on the cheek. "I love you too, Cody," she said as I leaned in. Our lips were touching now.

The moment was unforgettable. I finally told her that I loved her and we kissed. I never wanted to end.

I do and always will love Bailey Picket, forever.

The end.

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