I drove the car up the driveway and parked it in front of his house; then jumped out of it and into the rain. But I couldn't move. What if he didn't want to see me? Every time I closed my eyes all I could see was the betrayal and hurt in his eyes. I'd done that. I had betrayed him and I had broken his heart. Why didn't I realize earlier that he was the one I wanted? I took deep breaths as my heart contracted at the thought of never seeing him again; never feelings his touch or his lips.

It was a good thing it was raining because tears were flowing down my cheeks. I opened the car door, ready to get in and leave when the front door of the house opened and he stepped outside. He climbed down the front porch steps until he was standing on the last one and in the rain.

"What are you doing here?" He asked.

I opened my mouth and then closed it again. I know what I wanted to say but I wasn't sure if he wanted to hear. I looked at him and tried to figure out if he was still angry at me. I couldn't figure out if he was but I decided it didn't matter. I wanted to tell him what I came here to say. He could choose not to see him but I had to tell him.

"Look, I know…I know you don't want to see me because of what I did. But I want to say that I'm sorry for being an idiot. I was so busy wanting to not get caught up in any of it that I didn't realize I was already in it; big time. Then everything just got ridiculous and way out of hand. I didn't even have the chance to tell you that it's always been you. From the moment our eyes connected, it was you. It just took me this long to figure it out," I said and took in a shaky breath. This was harder than I thought it would be. I mean, confessing your love to someone shouldn't be this hard. I wiped the tears flowing down my cheek, even though it was no use.

"And I know that you don't want to see me again ever, but I just had to come here and tell you that I love you. I have always loved you. It took me all this crap to figure it out but I did. I also know that it's too late and you don't—"

"When you walked into the room, all I could think was I want to talk to her," he said, cutting me off. He climbed down the last step and walked around the car to stand in front me. I looked up and into his beautiful eyes, blinking the rain out of mine. The rain plastered his hair to his forehead. He raised his hand and ran his fingers down my cheek. I closed my eyes at his touch.

"I mean one look at you and I was a goner. You are so perfect and incredible and beautiful. You never tried to hide your imperfections; you thrived in them. I never thought I could feel this way for anyone but I love you. I want you and baby, I am glad that you want me too," he said. My breath got stuck in my throat at his words. He loves me. He said he loves me. He gave me my special smile, the one he never uses on anyone, and leaned down to kiss me.

The rain pelted against our bodies, as we stepped close to each other. He wrapped his arms around me and I raised my arms to put them around his neck, and my hands in his hair. Our lips moved in sync and the kiss was sweet, yet filled with passion. I never wanted it to end.

I loved him.