What if we were lieing in bed just as we are right now. Having a sleepover, like a parody against what I really feel.
What if instead of listening to my heart race faster and feeling my palms sweat from the knowledge that you are so close, I rolled over to completely embrace you.
What if I pulled your warm body close to mine, so that I could hear your breath. And what if you didn't you stop me.
What if I stayed there until I felt both of us shiver and your steady breath turning ragged. What if you started to rethink this, coming out of your sleepy state and turned around to look at me. And what if at that moment my lips met yours and I couldn't help but kiss you.
What if I couldn't restrain all my passion for you and rolled on top of your soft body. What if my lips never left yours and my hands made trails on your neck. What if I realised my wildest dream had come true.
And what if I woke up to find that it was all a dream. What if I looked at you with these thoughts, never thinking of you the same again. And what if this "what if" were actually true. What if I told you I loved you Ginny and what if I said that I wish you had loved me too.