BPOV

"Oh Isabella..." he sighed, "I never hated you. You know, I loved spending time with you. And why wouldn't I? I mean, you used to make me feel like I was the smartest guy on the planet." he winked. I playfully smacked his shoulder in return.

"But I was a boy with a stupid ego." he sighed, "My friends began teasing me for playing with a girl, and... "

"And you decided that you didn't want to keep a friendship with me anymore." I shook my head.

"Told you. I was stupid." he smiled weakly. "I had really missed you. I wanted to apologize to you, but you know what? We boys are just idiots."

"Yes, you are." I agreed with him.

"I had come to you once though, but then..."

"Then what?"

A/N: I have started a new story 'Love at Forty', in case you want to read... :)