Chapter 11

Nate's POV.

I said I liked her without looking at her.

Oh my, did I just say that without thinking?

I just told Isabella I liked her to her face.

Something must be wrong with me, no, something is wrong with me.

Why would I even do that?

When I eventually looked at her, I only found her staring at me like she didn't understand a word I said.

Huh… you said what?

She asked me.

I said I like you, Isabella, I like you.

I found myself repeating the words to her.

What do you mean you like me, you know nothing about me.

I'm in a mess already, no, I'm even a mess myself, you can't just add to my trouble, please.

I can't handle it, I'm tired, stressed out and frustrated as it is.

Before I knew what was happening she was already crying, I was so worried people might hear us and come out of their respective rooms to find me and Isabella in this awkward position.

They might think I've done something to her because she was crying so much.

Isabella, I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to make you feel that