“Hey.” anda call to your bestfriend.

As soon as he hears your voice, he turns around, and stomps off in the other direction.

“What the hell?” anda call after him, running to catch up. He was a lot bigger than you, his strides were longer, but anda caught up to him.

“Hey.” anda try again. No answer. He just stares ahead of him.

anda step in front of him. “What the fuck is going on?” anda ask, eyebrows raised.

He stops, kinda looking around, as if to find the words to say.

“Can anda please move?” He finally decides.

“Please? You, Dallas Winston, just berkata please. Obviously something is the matter.” anda smirk.

“You know what? Maybe there is.” He says, throwing his arms out in a shrug.

“C’mon Dal, I’m your best friend. anda can tell me.” anda plead.

“Maybe I can’t.” He lowers his voice.

“Why not.” anda roll your eyes, putting your hands into the pockets of your leather jaket that used to be his.

“I… I just can’t.” It shocked anda that he seemed that visibly upset.

“Dally.” anda say quietly and calmly. He still wouldn’t look at you. “Dally.” anda repeat. “Look at me.”

He still is kind of looking over to the side. anda reach up, and touch his cheek, moving his face so his eyes were looking into yours. “Now tell me what’s wr-“

His lips crashed into yours. It was a long, sweet kiss. His hands were on your cheeks, pulling anda in.

When he let go of anda for air, anda just stared in amazement.

“I… I Cinta you.” He says.

“And that’s what’s wrong?”
anda don’t know whether to laugh atau cry.

“Yeah,” he says, his eyes watering a bit. “It’s scary. Because it means I can’t lose you.”

“You won’t lose me.” anda grin, leaning in.