CONTINUING. . .
"Chara...I have something to tell you" She looks at me confused "What is it?" I tense up, and I suddenly begin to think of all the ways this could go wrong...but then I'm able to think of that one way it'll go right, I take a Deep breath and using all my determination, I speak a full sentence "CHARA I LOVE YOU!"
(Chara's P. o. v.)
I stared at Frisk in shock. He... he LIKED me?! Frisk's expression turned from a determined one, to a look of worry. I went into my thoughts. Remembering all the good times and bad times we had together. Like when I was stuck and trapped in his soul, crying out for help as my original plan was to trick him and take over, destroying everyone. I shudder at that moment. Then smile at the time when me and him became friends, though still a little hesitant. And when he blushed at the concert he invited me to, or as Mom calls it, a date. I blushed a little. I remembered I had kissed him on the cheek, as a thanks for taking me along with him. Then, the thought of his nightmare he had, but refused to tell me and I decide to sleep with him to comfort him so he wouldn't have another nightmare. Also, when we took Flowey to Alphys's lab and got Asriel back, but Frisk got hurt also in the process, which I felt horrible. That I should have done something to protect him. And school... The time he introduced me to some other people, trying to help me make, what he calls them, "Friends". I smiled and then it came to me. I... I loved Frisk back. I blush and look at Frisk, seeing him look down in sorrow. "F-Frisk?" I stuttered, which was something I really don't do. I blushed more as he looked at me. "I... I, uh, I l-love you too..." I finally spoke out. I noticed I was looking down to the ground, and flickered my eyes to Frisk only to be engulfed into a hug. A tight one. I giggled a bit and returned the hug. His text box popped up, as I looked at it, reading off everything. "You really love me? Thank you Chara, I, I don't really know what to say other than I love you... Very much!" I smiled and responded, "Yes, I love you Frisk, I think I've grown to like you the more I hung out with you." His hug tighten. He finally pulled away from the hug as he stared at me. Again, I went into my thoughts. Why would he like me though. After all that attitude I had towards him. I used to not want to be around him at all, nor the others. He did always try to get close to me, trying to help me out, but I never accepted it. I smiled that he always tried that and finally... I opened up to him. I looked at him, once again, he looked worried. "No need to worry Frisk, I'm just thinking." He grinned as we both hugged again.