It seemed like it had been a thousand years of silence before she reacted. She stared at me for a while, and I wished I could read minds. I waited with anxiety, excitement, and eagerness, all mixed into one almost everlasting emotion. I waited, and waited, and waited. I'm not sure what was running through her head, but it took an eternity for her to sort out her thoughts. After one and a half forevers, she said "I can't believe it."
"Well, I'm glad it took you seven years to come up with that witty piece of poetry." I smiled at her, jokingly.
She responded with a blushing face, and looked down. I put a finger under her chin, and guided her eyes to meet mine. "I love you, Zoe," I repeated, feeling a sudden burst of confidence strike through me, "I don't care if you love me back or not, as long as you remember that." She had tears welling in her eyes, but was smiling. "Did I hit a nerve?" I asked, leaning closer to her. She chuckled.
She leaned her head against my shoulder and closed her eyes."Nico?" She asked.
"Yeah?" I leaned my head on hers, wondering what Aphrodite would rate this on the sweet-moments scale. 6? 7? I don't know, maybe I'll ask her. I'll call her up. Ha.
"I love you, too." I smiled. What a day.