《Smile with me (Bible X Jeff)》04- Confession
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I tried to pull my self together. I can't believe what really happened. I was so confused about my own actions. Jeff was continuously looking at me. I don't know what to tell.
"Bible? What did you mean by that?" Jeff asked.
I just sighed and turned my self to him.
"I know we are good friends and we really care about each other. It's really wrong that if we tried to cross the line. But what to do, if I wanna do that?" I said.
"To do what?" Jeff asked.
"To cross the line..." I told.
Maybe Jeff didn't get what I actually said but after a second his facial expressions said that he got that. What if he also want to do that? I mean our bond turned into more than friendship. I was waiting to hear his next lines. But he was so silent.
"Jeff?...." I started to talk again. "Are you all right? Why are you silent?" I shook his one of shoulders.
"Ah, yeah Bible. I'm okay. Hmmm....." He said.
"I'm sorry if I made you feel uncomfortable but I won't hide this anymore. I just feel that somebody will bring you away from me. So Jeff can you be my boyfriend? I really like you more than a friend" I confessed my all feelings to him.
"Bible...." Jeff sighed.
"Yeah why?" I asked.
"Bible, same here" he said.
Same here? what is he going to say? I was all ears to him but he didn't try to say a word. I just waited, because this is really hard to both of them. Because we were long time best friends.
"Argh why is this so hard to tell?...." Jeff suddenly screamed.
"Anyway this is the thing, I felt the same way as you that's it Bible, that's it" he said and put his head on my right shoulder and again sighed.
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So that mean, both of us got a feeling each other? I felt so relived. Same time I felt as an idiot that there was nothing to worry about someone will bring Jeff away from me. Because I was in his heart at the beginning. I grabbed his hip and pull him towards me, then gave him a hug. After that we both decided to go to home. No need to wait here because however we finished our performance too.
"From tomorrow onwards let's try to prepare for our finals okay" I said to Jeff when we reached his place.
"Mmmm sure. We have almost 3 weeks for that" After saying this Jeff bid farewell to me. I came to my house after that. I saw Jeff's cute smile when he saying good bye to me, before he went to the inside of his house. Mmm, maybe this was the moment both of us waited so long.
Next three weeks were so hard to both of us. We didn't have much time to spend together. When we got a news from art club that we won a prize over our duo performance, both headed to the university.
"I didn't thought that was a competition too" Jeff said when he got on to my bike.
"yeah me too, were we that much best to win a prize?" I said while passing one of helmets to Jeff.
"This is so hilarious, hahaha. you did well Mr. Bible" Jeff patted my shoulder.
"You too Mr. Satur" I laughed after saying that. We decided to have lunch when both of us felt starving.
"Any plans after exams?" I asked from Jeff when we arrived to a restaurant to have our lunch.
"No idea. What about you?" Jeff opened this mobile camera and took a shot of meals and mine.
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Come to think of that, this was our first meal after confessing our feelings. But we both hold some vibe that starting to date after our finals, so we considered this lunch also like two of best friends having as usual.
"Let's go for a Camp? just two of us?" I put an idea.
"Woah, Camping? why suddenly an adventurous vibe?" Jeff asked.
"I know you like it same as me. And most importantly I think it will help us to getting more close to each other hahaha. When one of us so sacred to insects" I teased Jeff.
(Actually in real life our P'Jeff sacred to cockroaches. oh my baby, as a one of your SATs I will protect you from all the cockroaches so don't worry, hahaha)
"Shut up Bible" Jeff screamed.
We left the restaurant when we finished eating. So I drooped off Jeff from his house and came to mine. We both spent our whole days to prepare for the finals. That was our study leave time and both of us prefer to study alone so after that day we didn't meet each other.
"I wish your best of luck" I wished to Jeff when I meet him at the university on exam day. He did the same way. We wanted to hug each other because that was quite a while after we met last time. But we didn't because both know that we have different feelings now than friendship. Nobody knows that, but what if our hugging way displays weird to other. So we just rushed to the exam hall.
The exam lasted for almost one week. This was our final one, after that we should say bye to our university life.
"Hoping to see good class to both of us" I said to Jeff when he came to home after the exam. This Saturday was our very first weekend after the exam as well as after our university life. We both laid on my bed and just looked at the ceiling like we tried to get a rest after completing our almost 4 years of university life.
"Mmm yeah same here. Oh Bible we should plan our camping now" Jeff said.
I just looked at him. His eyes were so dazzling. My Jeff was really cute when he smiled like that. I touched his one of cheeks and rubbed it.
"Jeff...." I said.
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