A million thoughts buzzed through my mind and those three words kept repeating themselves over and over.
Did Francis really just say that? I love you. But, he's my best friend! I love you. How do I feel about all this? I love you. What am I supposed to do now? I love you.
"Zoe?" his worried voice broke my thoughts.
"I love you too!" I blurted out before I could stop myself.
"Wait… What did you say?" He said, a small smile creeping across his face.
"I love you, Francis. I don't know how or why or what brought this on but—"
"Shut up." He said, pulling me into a kiss.
After a few minutes I pulled back.
"Wow…" Was all I could manage to get out.
"Ditto," He replied, grinning.
"Millie was right." I said, shaking my head.
"Millie? What did she say?"
"She said that you liked me and that I was an idiot if I couldn't see it."
"Millie's an idiot, not you."
"But she was right!"
"She's still an idiot." He said.
"You've got me on that one…" I agreed.