As the time flies I decide that I'd rather sit over there next to her, than squatting over here like some chicken, which I'm not.
I slowly make myself comfortable, again trying my hardest not to look down at the ground under us. This may have been a bad idea.
"Wow" Briar mumbles, looking at the view infront of us. It really is wow. It's really really wow.
"I know," I reply quietly, not wanting to ruin this beautiful moment.
The moment you realise that there's something more beautiful than life itself.
It's late in the evening, so the sun is slowly on it's way down in the horizont far far away, giving the sky a beautiful red and orange glow. I would love to say that this all made me forget about my fear of height. But it didn't. The fear was ingraved in my brain, continuously reminding me of what would happen, if I were to fall down, and hit the ground.
"It's beautiful Myles," Briar wispers, still looking far into the distance. Like you.
If only that would've been actual words, and not just thoughts in my head, which I'll never be able to actually say to her. At least not in the nearest future.
I took the change to look at her. Just slightly tilting my head, so she hopefully won't notice my stare.
The sun was giving her already perfectly beautiful face, a glow only making her look like a complete angel.
Her eyes were sparkling, every single inch of her was screaming happiness and peace. I love that. Her golden locks are floating down her back, with every single stray of hair reflecting the sun. She was shining.
"Did you bring any water?" She asks, turning her head to me, ripping me out if my thoughts, also causing me to blush slightly. I hope she didn't notice that I was staring at her. "Ehm yeah in the bag," I say nodding my head towards my backpack behind me. I know that it would've been nice of me to get it for her, but to be honest I'm kinda too scared to move right now.
She quickly gets up from her seat, climbing over to the bag, zipping it open.
There's quiet for a while, only the sound of the ivean beneath us, and her looking through my back.
Suddenly I hear her squeal before saying, "Myles, what is this?" I quickly turn my head, almost causing my neck to crack in the motion.
There in her hands lays a little black book. Okay what do I do now? She clearly read something.
Just to let you know. Another fact about me is that I love to write. Let's call it poems, even though I can never make it rime, and it's no good at all. But most of them are about Briar, which is putting me in a really tough situation as she just read some of them.
I look down at the book in her hands, feeling the blush spreading all over my face, yet not being able to do anything about it. I guess I'm done now.
I feel kinda exposed, I mean no one knew that I even wrote this, and now the one person I never wanted to read it, read it.
"Your smile is intoxicating. It lingers, it captivates my heart." She reads looking down at the words, before looking back up at me, "who is this about Myles?"
I don't answer. How could I answer? I mean I can't lie to her, I just can't. And I can't tell her that it's about her, can I? No that would break me, completely. I don't want her to reject me, but on the other side I don't wanna forget about my feelings for her, so I kinda have to be rejected some day. Why not just today? Why not just now?
Before I get to think more, the word have already slipped out of my mouth.
"You."
First she giggles, looking down while shaking her head. Okay what is happening? Does she not believe me or what? Or does she just find it hilarious to break my heart?
She slowly lifts her head, noticing that I wasn't moving her smile faded. She opens her mouth, just about to say something, but then she closes it again, looking down at the book again.
I follow her delicate fingers, lifting one page at a time.
"So you think I'm beautiful?" She asks quietly, sliding her hand over the page. Okay now I feel like my brain has cut off any connection with my mouth, it's saying things I am not meant to ever say to her.
"I think you're perfect," I say supricing myself just as much as her, after those words. After a few sekonds she blushes looking down again.
It's clearly that she does not believe me.
"Like actually perfect. Never change a thing." I breath out, cutting myself short, yet not being able to take my eyes off of her. I do still wanna see her reaction.
"You seriously wouldn't change a single thing?" She asks questionable, looking at me with frowned eyebrows. I frown too, did she not hear what I just say?
"Well mabye one thing," I sigh after thinking for a while. One very important thing. A thing I wish she did.
"What is that?" She asks, moving a few steps closer to where I'm sitting, only making me even more nervous.
Okay I've said too much already, I might as well say this too.
"That you liked me back," I mumble, finally looking away from her. I don't think I wanna see her reaction to this. I can only imagine her being embarrassed, and our friendship never being the same again. I've really ruined this all, havn't I?
Now I feel kinda sad, just thinking about what we could've been if she actually did like me back.
I could've been like the happiest guy on this earth. But I guess I'm not meant to be that.
Loads of the fish in the ocean right?
The floor cracks, and I slowly raise my eyes, to see her hesitated and awkwardly moving closer to me. No, if she thinks she has to say something, she is wrong. I don't want her to say anything. That would only make me even more sad.
"Ehm Myles?" She asks quietly, when she is right besides me.
"No" I mumble, turning my head away from her, to gaze at the ocean instead. Less painful.
I do believe that she could've been my something very special.
I mean she is very special, but I want her to be mine. I really really wanna be able to call her babe, and hug her, and kiss her, and text her sweet texts all the time, telling her how much I love her. I wanna be able to tell her that I love you, without having to mean it in a friend way.
She giggles under her breath at my answer, before placing her hand on my hand which was resting in my lap.
"I kinda like you too," she says, causing me to snap my head, seeing the huge smile on her face, as I let her grap my hand, "and that was the sweetest thing someone has ever said to me."
I smile slightly, still not fully able to believe that she can possibly mean any of this. I mean why on earth would she like me? Yeah I do have some good qualities, but I write poems for god sake. She might as well think that I'm gay after that, as everyone else would think if they knew.
"Well then I'm happy to tell you, that there's a lot more of that coming your way," I say, squeezing her hand, nodding my head as I speak. She laughs resting her head on my shoulder for a little while, before lifting it again.
She looks up at me with those beautiful green eyes of hers, causing me to have a miner heart attack. Just a little one. She leaves me breathless I swear.
"You wanna hug on it?" She asks nervously, making me chuckle.
If I wanna hug on us liking each other? "You bet I will..."
I hoped that you enjoyed reading, as I really enjoyed writing this.
Keep on rocking the world out there...🤘🏻🌍
Treehouse - Bryles
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