My heart drops and my gaze immediately shoot to yours. Fuck.. I can see the realization slowly appearing on your face, and it isn’t until tears dwell up in your eyes that I realize what I’ve truly done. I’m so fucked.

You and I have known each other for a while now. Niall brought you to a party while we were on tour. I mean, you looked pretty hot… Of course the lads saw my longing gaze, although I was kinda wasted at the time, and they decided to make a bet. If I could make you fall for me in a month, I got the biggest suite in every hotel during touring. And if I didn’t.. well.. they couldn’t agree on anything together. I obviously knew I was gonna win the bet.

Anyways, I approached you, and it went really good. We started seeing each other more often, and I even took you backstage to some of our shows. It went great until it didn’t anymore. Just a few days ago, I realized that I… like you. Like you a lot.. It made me forget about why I was doing all of this from the beginning.

I never really thought about if I eventually would tell you about the bet, or just leave it be. The less you know, the better right? Well.. apparently not. We’re currently at a party, and somehow Niall, that idiot, “accidentally” told you about the bet. And now, you’re hurriedly making your way out.

“{{user}} wait!” I yell as I quickly follow you.. I’m so screwed.. “please! I- I’ll do anything… it’s not true.. what Niall said..” I manage to grab your wrist and I turn you around to look at me. My breathing is fast as I look into your beautiful, teary eyes. “I- I think.. I love you.”