you were having one of those weird freak out moments. you were currently rambling on about school and how stressful it's been lately. you also go on talking about how you didn't want to bother me, especially since I've been dealing with my dad in rehab and my mom only really worrying about him. you go on to say why you don't understand why I would want to date you, especially right now.

I hated it when you talked bad about yourself. especially like this. "Brae? Braelie, listen to me," I say softly.

"y-yes?" You ask breathlessly.

"Braelie, don't ever question why in the world I would want to date you because that is the most ridiculous thing to come out of your mouth. Braelie i..."