Jenny's POV

30 minutes later, and I hadn't stopped thinking about him. It was 3.17 AM now. Friday night. While all my friends were out having fun I was at home whining over Nate. I was juggling the thought of reading the letter ever since I ran into my room and he left. My dad and Dan had come home just minutes later. But by then I was already in bed. I kept holding the letter and pulling up the lid and putting it back down. Until I couldn't stop myself anymore. I sat up straight in my bed, pushing my back against my pillows, which I aligned carefully next to the blue wall. I took out the 3 page long letter and read the first 3 sentences. I felt a tear roll down my cheek. I dropped the letter to my right side. I couldn't believe he'd write that. I let the tears roll down now, no need to stop them.

I got out of bed and walked over to the kitchen pulling out some HaƤgen Dasz. On my way back to my bedroom I read the pink post-it which was sticking to the counter top that stood across the freezer. I read the message "I am the one", he had written the 'am' in cursive, and when I whispered the words I came to realize that just then; he was.

I ran into my bedroom. Putting on my Forever 21 leopard coat, I opened my window, stretched down the fire stairs and ran down. I had a long way to go but I just had to see him. "I am the one" "I am the one" "I am the one" was all that went through my head now.

Standing outside of the Archibald townhouse I came to regret the words I had spoken to him. They felt so surreal now. I knocked on the door. There he was, in that doorframe there were now 2 broken pieces, both reuniting to one whole piece again; one heart. And without a word further said; he was.

His puppy eyes were staring me down. I looked at him. He cupped his hands around my head. We united in a kiss. A kiss so passionate it made me tremble. A kiss so good all was forgiven. A kiss so powerful he pulled me in and pushed me to the wall. Sliding his hands under my PJ top. Only after he had taken my coat off ever so easily. He dragged me to his bedroom where he pressed his lips down my entire upper body. Caressing every bit with his touch. I pulled up his head. Stared in his eyes and there, he took me. Right there, in the moment he went inside; a moment so enjoyable I wanted it to last forever.

We made love. We did. And it felt so good.