A/n: I honestly don't know how This is going to turn out... Let me know? Im really nervous lol
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We need to talk. About us. Now. It's important.

When I got the text I was nervous as heck. Was she breaking up with me? Of course she was! I was the most unpopular girl in the whole school! I was petite and short and had no figure! I was a nerd! She was so out of my league I don't know why I ever thought this would work. I stopped the car at the school and got out, slowly walking to the park. My heart pounded in my chest and my palms were sweaty. I couldn't lose her. I'd lost so many people. I couldn't lose her...

I saw her on the field and I walked up to her slowly, my face in a forced smile and my hands behind my back as I tried to hide them shaking. When I got to her, she turned, as if sensing me. She looked pale and shaky herself. Why would she be so upset? Is she nervous like I am? Immediately my problems and worries were out the door. I ran to her and wrapped her up, pulling her to me. "What's wrong? What do you need to talk about?" I cooed, running my hand through her hair and rubbing her back. She liked that.

She buried her face in my neck, breathing me in. I could feel her choppy breaths tickle my skin. She clung to me, as if not wanting to ever let me go. "I love you," she sobbed. She was crying?! "I love you so much. Please don't leave me. I can't lose you. I love you too much."

I pulled her back, really worried. "Why the hell would I ever leave you?" I asked her, my eyes wide and searching hers, finding nothing but panic. "What is it, Love?" I asked.

"I... I have something to tell you," she whispered.

"Yes?" I asked, my heart slamming against my rib cage.

"Y/n, I-I'm asexual..." She hung her head, sobbing. "I-I don't want to l-loose you... Please d-don't-"

I pulled her to me, kissing her passionately. I pulled her as close as I could, touching her hip, her face, her back, everything. I just wanted to touch her. Not sexually or intimately, but just actually touch her. She had me so worried. I pulled back. "Don't EVER do that to me again," I hissed.

"W-what?" She asked, looking startled and shaken.

"I thought- I didn't know what I thought, Lydia! I thought you were going to tell you were breaking up with me or dying or something! Fuck, Lydia! Give me a second... My heart literally hurts..." I leaned back, putting my hands on my knees and taking deep breaths. "I was sure it was something that would change us," I breathed, shaking my head.

"It... It won't?" She asked. I could feel her eyes on me.

I took a minute or two to breath then I stood, rolling my eyes. "Of course not! I love you, Lydia. Not your sex. Not your body. I mean, that's a nice feature, but I don't love you because of that." She laughed, wiping her eyes. "Sex is great! But if I never got to have sex with you again, I wouldn't care, as long as I had you. Cuddles and hand holding and movie watching. Late nights and kisses and laughing. You. Brainy, beautiful, brave you." I moved hair out of her face, smiling.

"How did I get so lucky?" She asked, seeming to melt in relief.

"You lucky? Pah! I'm the lucky one," I said back, rolling my eyes.

"So we're okay?" She asked.

"Of course we are," I sighed.

She kissed me again, passionately.

"I can still HAVE sex," she reminded me. "It's just more of a game... Like, I'm not sexually attracted to you, but we can have sex. Just so you know." She smirked.

I laughed. "I know what asexual is," I told her.

"I'm just making sure." She winked.

Somethings never change. Lydia would always be Lydia, and I loved her. So much.