Joey's P.O.V.

I don't really know what love is. No, I am not appose to the feeling. I just haven't experienced it. The fact that Daniel described it to me and has treated me the way he has is making me feel like I am falling in love with him. I don't really think there is one solid definition of the emotion. It is so complex that every single person on Earth could have a different opinion on what it is. My definition, however, seems to fit my life. My definition of love is: the way I feel when I am with Daniel.

I really want to tell him about this emotion but I want to wait until I am sure of it. I don't want to scare him off and I sure as hell don't want to regret opening up to him.

Tears are still streaming down my face as I hear the door slowly open. I turn around, still crying, and I see Daniel. He looks relieved until he seems me crying.
"Baby, what's wrong?" He says walking over to me. He pulls me into a hug. He knows that whenever he hugs me I tend to stop crying as much. I have my face nestled into his neck.
"I read the letter you were going to give me if I didn't want to talk to you. Daniel, no one has ever cared about me. Most people wouldn't have cared enough to try to win me back. Most people would have looked at me and thought I was a pathetic low life who never will deserve to love anyone. So Daniel, why did you choose not to let me go?" I said lifting my face out of his neck and looking him straight in the eyes. I can now see he wants to tell me something. He is just fighting the erge to let it out.
"Joey because to me you are worth it. You have been worth it from the beginning. Ever since you walked into the classroom I knew I wanted you, I needed you. You aren't a low life and don't you ever believe you are. Joey, you are perfectly imperfect and that is why you mean so much to me," he says wiping the tears off of my cheeks. Him wiping them was pointless because I just started crying harder. I still don't understand why this guy likes me so much. Why does he honestly care about me?
"But Daniel, why do you care enough to fight for me," I say looking him straight into his now glossy emerald eyes. I find a sort of home when I look into his eyes. They make me feel safe even when I feel like my whole life is crashing down. I can see he wants to tell me something. I can see he is fighting telling me something as if he is scared that once he tells me I won't look at him the same. It is as if he thinks I would ever look at him differently.
"Just tell me, please," I say running my hands up and down his back to try and put him at ease so whatever he is about to say will come out easier.

"I love you," Daniel says.

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Authors Note:
Cliff Hanger....
I hope you guys are still enjoying this story. I know that I am enjoying writing it. Make sure to check out my other story 'The Silver Lining'. Anyways thanks for reading. See you guys tomorrow xoxo <3