A diez centimetros de ti – La oreja de van Gogh
It took her three days to pluck up the courage to go knock on his door.
The man who knew her darkest secrets and deepest fears.
The man who held her hand during one of the hardest moments of her life.
The man who was with her although he was on the other end of the country.
It didn't matter how close or how far they were because she knew he will always be there for her. And she intended to return the favor. Whenever and however he needed it. And it was time he found out about it too.
That she appreciated his friendship but wanted, needed, more.
That's why she was taking calming breaths before finally knocking on his door.
When he opened with dishelved hair and bare-chested it rendered her speechless for a whole minute. And he waited, as always, until she found her voice again.
"Do you want to go on a date with me?"
AN: a diez centimetros de ti (esp.) – ten centimeters from you