**warning: this ones kinda short and one curse word uh oh **

Y/N POV

   Me and Dave were at yet another party his friends had dragged us to. I was having at least a bit of fun, until Dave was taken from me. He had looked at me for confirmation, but who was I to keep him from a good time?

   He'd given me his jacket a while ago, being as I felt extremely uncomfortable in just the dress. It was warm and smelled like him, just as I'd hoped. He hasn't worn this one in awhile; at least not that I'd ever seen him in it.

     I continued my loner party on the couch, digging my hands into the pockets. I felt something poking my right hand and I pulled out a piece of paper. Curious, I unfolded it, revealing an entire paragraph on it. I smiled, what was so important he had to write down?

   "Jane, Janie..

         Lately I've been feeling like there's so much noise, ya know? So much static, all these voices competing for attention. Teachers, parents, magazines. What's in, what's out, who's cool, who's not cool enough... and it's like all this shit gets so loud I feel like I can't even hear myself think. I just want to get in my car and drive... but then I see you, I see you across the hall leaning against your locker, in that jacket you love so much. And the way you tuck your hair behind your ear. Then you see me and you smile, but just smile and it's like, like all those noises fade away, ya know? And then the only thing I can hear is the sound of your voice when you call out my name..."

    I felt tears fall off my cheeks and on to the paper, creating dark dots. When did you do this, I thought to myself. I quickly wiped my eyes, not wanting to be seen from any of theses people. I shoved the paper back into the pocket angrily, searching around for Dave. How could he do this? Talk about this other girl like this while he's dating me? I'd never see him as this type, but I guess that's how it always is, right? The ones you least expect.

  I found him awkwardly standing with a group of guys, giving a slight laugh when they all laughed. His eyes drifted away as they landed on me, widening. And then they dropped when he saw the tears falling, my feet stomping themselves over to him. His face slowly revealing confusion as I got closer.

   "What's wrong? Why are you crying?" He said, putting his hands on my shoulders. I shook them off before shooting my hand into the pocket and grabbing the note. It was now crumpled as I threw it at his chest. It crumbled even more as he caught it against his chest. He looked at me again before smoothing it out and reading it. Recognition flashed on his face as his eyes read the words over, his mouth dropping open.

   "Y/n, it's not what it lo-" He started, until I cut him off.

   "Not what it looks like? That's your excuse? You know, I'd thought you would at least come up with a good excuse to cheating." I spat, my teeth clenched. He looked more and more worried when I began to stalk away. He grabbed my elbow, spinning me around. I yanked my arm back, scowling at him.

"Y/n, let me explain! Trust me, I'd never cheat on you! You're the best thing that's ever happened to me." He begged, reaching my elbow again. I sighed angrily, crossing my arms. "Then what is this?"

"This letter was way, way before you. I promise you. I wrote this, maybe, months before we were dating. I- I was gonna say this to her, I was gonna tell her I liked her... but then I met you! And, I guess I should've thrown that away or something-"

"Yeah. Well good thing you saved it. Now you can use it." I rolled my eyes, just as his enlarged.

  "No! I mean, I don't need to. I don't want to. I don't like her. Because I love you." He pleaded, grabbing my hands. My breath caught in my throat. We'd been dating for around 7 months and we had yet to say the three words. Of course, I loved him to. But thoughts of him leaving me cascaded over the idea.

I sighed, maybe he wasn't really cheating. "You're sure this is old?" He quickly nodded.

  "Yes. Yes, I swear. I would never do that to you." He breathed out, stepping closer. He placed his palm on my cheek, rubbing his thumb on my cheek bone. I let out my own breath of relief, putting my forehead on his chest. "Thank god."

  I felt his short laugh vibrate his chest, his arms wrapping around me. I put my arms around his torso, breathing in his cologne.

  "So," I questioned, looking up at him. "You love me, huh?" He rolled his eyes, smiling.

  "Yeah. I hope that's okay." He leaned in. I giggled nodding. "It's definitely okay."

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