Wally's POV

I saw her she had these bright eyes, the most adorable laugh. All I wanted to do was run to her and hug her, but I couldn't. Not to risk everything I had with her. God there she was, the sun was setting and the bright sun bounced off her beautiful long hair. Gah I wanted to hug her. She was the best person I've had met  in years. Her laugh was like the sound of the Greek Sirens. She was as beautiful as the Goddess Venus. Her friends looked at me like I was some weird alien, then five seconds later they looked at me like was a pug. Either I'm dumb or they're making fun of me. I love her laugh and I love her face. I love her. Why was I so afraid to talk to her. You know what? I'm going to go for it. I ran to her, I saw her turn around, I jumped in her arms and hugged her. She laughed, and it was the most beautiful sound in my ears. It didn't matter what was going on around me. All that mattered was the girl right in front of me, her. God I loved her, only if she knew. 

Your POV

I saw him across the room, chatting along with all of his friends. He was like the most adorable thing ever.
My friend walked up to me and started talking to me. I actually knew what she was gonna say before she even said it.

"You two would be so cute!" she said (I was right)

"Wait what?" I asked

"what do you mean what?" She said "I see the way you look at him, why deny it?"

I couldn't deny it, I actually felt that way about him, he was actually the most amazing person I've ever met.
We both looked at him and laughed, he had the smile of a god. Man oh man. He was like my best friend, but what could I do about this, he was like the most amazing person. But our friendship? what happens to our friendship if we happen? I kept thinking in my head these thoughts I could not handle. I just wanted to feel good about right now. But my friends are always saying what I'm too afraid to admit. I couldn't deny it. But if I ever said anything, my friends, I don't know how'd they act.

I turned around and saw him running after me, he opened his arms and jumped and hugged me. He was like a puppy, but someone you could love. My best friend, yet I felt like this felt right.
I just couldn't say I was in love without the risk of ever hurting myself again. I don't know, maybe Wally won't hurt me, I know the kind of person he is, but what if he doesn't love me back? What can I possibly do?