All throughout the day, I can't concentrate.

He's got my problem.

He can't trust those who are supposed to hold him dear.

But… I want to hold him dear. Can he trust me?

I know he can, but does he know that?

There are so many questions going through my mind that I am beginning to get a headache.

This is ridiculous.

I can't do this.

I need to admit my feelings.

But what are they? I ask myself, rubbing my temples and I breathe in and out deeply.

And then it clicks and I gasp.

He makes me happy…

I miss him all the time when I'm not with him…

My phone is literally a life line when we're texting…

I always feel lighter and I smile when I see him…

I'm in love with Hoody.

I'm… in love… with Hoody.

And I smile.

Yeah, I'm in love with Hoody.


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She's in love with him...

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