Chapter 23: The Confession

Krissy's Point of View

I turned around, letting myself forget only to be remembered instantly. There he was, the boy I was crazy about. The boy I wanted to forget. It seemed as if we were in this trance and we couldn't break free. My eyes were locked with his and I could only see him.

"Kris." I heard my name be called. I ignored it, only focusing on him. He seemed relieved as we continued our small staring contest. My heart was still beating at a hundred miles per hour as the butterflies in my stomach fluttered their wings at a matching speed. I was suddenly nervous. What was he doing here? He isn't supposed to be here!

"Krissy? Are you alright?" I heard Morgan say. I broke our eye connection, turning to look at my best friend. I nodded. I would be.

"Yeah. I just need some air." I said to her. She nodded, giving me a weird look as she studied my movements. I gave her a small smile before disappearing in the crowd of warm bodies. I walked straight towards the kitchen, wanting an out. I needed to get out of this house before my thoughts were consumed by him, but that was too late.

He wasn't supposed to be here. I wasn't supposed to see him. I wanted to forget he existed. My heart had to forget. I had to forget. I wanted nothing more than to run into his arms but I knew that was nothing but a dream. Blake didn't have feelings for me.

All my life I read Wattpad books, reading how the unpopular nerdy, shy girl always got the attractive, popular athletic guy and now I thought that that was going to be me, my life. I'm stupid to think that Blake would even want me, like me.

"What the hell is wrong with me?" I mumbled to myself. I sat down on one of the lawn chairs that littered in the backyard. People were making s'mores, enjoying the last bit of 2017. They laughed and joked as if nothing was wrong. Others were standing near the pool, pretending to push each other in. If they did, i'm sure they'd die of hypothermia.

"You're gonna get sick." I heard a husky voice say behind me. A thick, warm coat covered my shoulders. I looked behind me, gasping for air. Blake was standing there, watching me. I hugged his coat closer to my body, not knowing what to say or do. It's as if I was in a state of shock. "Krissy, i'm sorry."

I widened my eyes. Did Blake Tyler just apologize to me again? I didn't know what to say, except why. I didn't deserve an apology. He acted correctly to my news, not doing anything wrong. I should be the one apologizing. I'm the one that lied. I kept my double life a secret.

"Blake." I whispered. I wanted nothing more than to tell him how complete of an idiot I was. I wanted to tell him that i'm sorry for pretending for so long. I wanted to say that everything I said or felt when I was Kate was how I felt when i'm myself. I especially wanted to tell him how crazy I am about him.

"Krissy, can we go to my room? It's beginning to snow and you are barely wearing anything." He said offering me his hand. I looked at it. My heart was telling me to take it while my brain said to go back home and finish watching 90210. I knew this party was going to be a bad idea, but here I was. I needed to make a choice and I knew my heart already made it for me.

"Okay." I whispered. I placed my small hand in his, feeling a spark run down my spine. I suddenly felt like I was whole again. Like there was nothing wrong in the world, but I knew I was far from it.

"Come on." Blake said. I stood up from the chair, following him inside. We marched through drunk teenagers, earning stares from those who weren't. But in that moment, I didn't even care. All I could focus on was that I was holding Blake's hand and he didn't currently hate me.

The warmth from the party wrapped around me, adding to the heat I felt when Blake was around. My heart was beating uncontrollably, making me forget where I was. I tripped on the last step of the staircase, feeling his arm wrap around my waist. I steadied myself, feeling embarrassment.

"You seriously need to never drink  alcohol again." He mumbled to himself. His grip around my waist tightened as he led me down the vacant hallway.

Everyone was banned from the second floor, making my nerves tingle in anticipation as I took in the familiar walk. If Blake was going to yell at me, no one would hear. We were alone.

We reached the end of the hallway where he pushed open his bedroom door, allowing me inside. His room didn't change. Everything was still like when I fell asleep the night I chose to get drunk at that dickhead's party. It was the same night I told Sophie I liked Blake.

Suddenly, I didn't feel as drunk anymore. My senses were coming back, making me sick to my stomach. I let go of Blake's hand and ran to his connecting bathroom. I swung open his door instantly cradling the toilet. I lifted the lid and let everything out. I felt sick and now I knew the real reason why. I should never drink. Why was this something that people did for fun?

I felt a warm hand begin to rub my back while my hair was gathered and lifted away from my face. I let myself excrete the rest of tonight's mistake, moaning in pain. My throat was burning and my head was beginning to spin. Has there always been three showers?

"Are you done?" I heard Blake whisper. I nodded. I had nothing else in me. He helped me stand up, making sure to steady me in my heels. "You need to sleep."

He helped me across his room and sat me on his bed. He slid my heels off, dropping them on the ground. He then helped me get under the covers. I slid in, feeling warm. I laid my head back, feeling a little better from tonight. The crowd from below was beginning to count down to the New Year as I slowly started to sleep.

This wasn't how I wanted to end my last night of 2017, but I was with Blake, even if it was just for the night. I felt myself fall into deep sleep as the clock struck midnight.

I was sure I dreamt it, but I could almost swear I heard Blake say "I love you Kris."

-

Blake's Point of View

I sat in my desk, contemplating what to do. Do I get up from my desk? Do I go sleep in the other room? Do I stay awake and see if she needs something else? I didn't know what i'm supposed to do.

The clock had struck midnight. I wanted to badly kiss her and tell her I loved her. She fell asleep before I could even utter those three words. It was around 5 am and all I have done was watch her sleep.

I sound like a creeper, but she's just so beautiful. The way her brown hair frames her face and her lips curve up into a smile. I wanted to know what she was dreaming about and if it was about me. God, I had it bad. Never in my life did I imagine to be in love. Maybe when I was in my thirties but never now. I definitely never imagined my self loving and wanting to be with the nerd. It's crazy to think how fast things change. This even made me want to go to college.

Krissy has made me want a future. I want to study more and have a career, one that I actually like. I'm even thinking about sending some schools my football tape. I doubt they'll want me, it being so late in the game, but it's worth a shot.

A groan brought me out my thoughts. I looked over at Krissy and saw her stir. I was instantly at her side. I began to rub her back as she leaned over the bed. She was panting and her head was warm.

"You're getting sick. I knew you shouldn't have gone outside without a jacket." I mumbled. Her eyes opened in surprise. "Hey, take it easy. I'm right here babe. What's wrong?"

"Blake?" She mumbled. I rubbed her back some more, feeling her relax. I internally smiled. "Can I have some water?"

I reached for the water bottle that I placed for her on my desk earlier. I also had some pain killers if she needed them. I handed her the bottle after unscrewing the lid. She took it from me, downing more than half the bottle.

"Thanks." She said handing it back to me. I screwed the lid back on and placed it on the desk. I turned back to look at her. Even if she was sick, she looked like the most gorgeous girl in the world.

"How are you feeling?" I asked her. She shrugged. She laid back, staring at the ceiling. I watched as her breathing became faster. I placed my hand on top of hers, making her turn to look at me. "What's wrong Kris?"

"Is this real? Are you really taking care of me? I thought you hated me and never wanted to see me again." She said. Her cheeks were beginning to tint pink making me want to chuckle.

"Krissy, you need to sleep. I will explain everything later. Right now, your the most important thing. You need to get better." I said squeezing her hand. She gave me a small smile before sighing.

"Could you umm," she mumbled. She contemplated ending her sentence.

"Could I what babe?" I asked her. She looked embarrassed as she turned away. She hugged the covers tighter to her body. She began to shiver. I subconsciously got under the covers behind her. Hugged her body close to mine trying to radiate some heat. Her shivering was beginning to slow down.

"Thanks." She mumbled. She moved around before she relaxed in my hold. I took her hand in mine, intertwining our fingers together. I felt her breathing begin to slow down, signifying she was falling asleep. I smiled. I had the girl of my dreams in my arms. Life couldn't be more perfect.

-

The sun was shining in through my window, awakening me. I tried to turn to see the time but something heavy was laying on my chest, restricting me from doing so. I looked down and saw the prettiest girl I had ever seen.

Her head was laying on my chest as our legs were entangled. I wrapped my arm around her petite frame, feeling myself relax. I was about to close my eyes when a knock startled me awake.

"Blake?" I heard Sophie call out. I wanted to call back but I didn't want to wake Krissy up. "Blake!"

I looked down at my girl and saw her shift, hugging my body tighter. I chuckled. The smile on her face made my heart beat faster. I wish I could wake up like this every morning.

"Blake? I need- woah." I looked up seeing Sophie. She had opened the door and was looking at me, well us. "When did this happen? Actually what happened?"

"Nothing sis. Absolutely nothing. I wanted to talk to her, to explain myself and she got sick. She puked and began to fall asleep. So I put her in my bed and let her sleep. After a couple of hours, she woke up. She was shivering so I got into bed with her. She stopped shivering and instantly fell asleep." I explained to my sister.

"So you didn't tel her you lov-" I cut her off.

"No. Well, I don't think she heard me. I said it as it turned midnight. I wanted to kiss her so badly, but I knew it wasn't the right time or place." I sighed. I wanted to get this off my chest. I wanted her to know how I felt.

"Blake, you'll know when the time is right. Everything will fall into place. Before you know, you'll be living happily ever after." Sophie told me. I rolled my eyes at the last part, but secretly hoped it was true.

-

Krissy's Point of View

I woke up from the best slumber I have ever experienced. I wanted nothing more than to continue to sleep. What made this sleep different than every other time, I didn't know, but I didn't want it to end.

I tried to get back into sleep, knowing it was useless. I was wide awake. I opened my eyes and took in my surroundings. I was in Blake's room. Flashes of last night reminded me of why. I then remembered that Blake got into bed with me last night. I turned my head slightly, seeing rock hard abs.

Oh my god. Blake is shirtless. I'm on top of Blake. Oh my god. What happened last night? Did we do more than sleep? I couldn't have. I would have remembered it. I felt my insides start to squirm. My nerves were getting jumbled as I tried to recall any missing events when the hard chest underneath me began to rumble.

"Good morning princess. How did you sleep?" Blake asked. I felt my cheeks heat up. His morning voice was the sexiest thing I had ever heard, only adding to my feelings for him. Especially when he called me princess. Blake had called me babe all night and now this. Was there something I was missing? "Are you alright?"

I looked up and felt my heart beat faster as I stared into his warm blue eyes. I felt my lips turn into a smile. This all hadn't been a dream. I was really here with Blake.

"Yeah, thanks." I said beginning to get up. Blake's grip on my tightened around my waist, prohibiting me from getting up. "Blake, let go."

"No, stay here with me a little longer." He pleaded. He was giving me the puppy dog eyes making the butterflies in my stomach flutter.

"Alright. Only five more minutes." I mumbled. I snuggled into Blake's chest, allowing myself to fall asleep once again.

-

I struggled to open my eyes. Something felt off. I turned underneath the sheets, feeling coldness. I searched for what I was missing. Well, more like who I was missing. I looked around his room, not seeing him. I sighed. Maybe everything was a dream.

I was about to slide out from the bed when I heard the door knob turn. The door was pushed open and in came Blake. He was carrying a tray of food with a big bright smile.

"Good morning babe. I brought breakfast." He said. Walking over to my side, he placed the tray of delicious looking food in my lap. He made a stack of chocolate chip pancakes, scrambled eggs, bacon and toast. There was also a glass of chocolate milk and one of orange juice. But what really caught my attention was a single red rose. It was placed on the tray along with the food.

"What's all this for?" I asked. He gave me a bright smile before taking a big deep breath. I watched as he struggled to find his words. He looked extremely adorable. I had never seen him at a lost for words. Was I making him like this?

"I wanted to apologize. I didn't mean to act the way I did the other night when I found out. I was just surprised by those words. But I should have known. You and Kate had so many similarities that I just thought you were a doppelgänger. I guess I never thought that i'd start to like both of you. So when you told me you were Kate. I was surprised. That only meant that I had even more feelings for you." Blake said. He was staring into my eyes, never breaking contact.

My heart beat was a million times a minute. Had Blake just said he liked me and a lot? I wanted to say I felt the same way but nothing was leaving me. I was struggling to find those words but his blue eyes were stopping me. I just wanted to stay here and hear him say those words over and over again.

"I think the part that made me stay away was what I discovered." Blake said. He walked over to me and sat on the edge. He was careful to not spill the food as he sat. He took my hand and intertwined our fingers. Sparks flew as we touched. "I love you Krissy."

My heart stopped as those words left his lips. Blake Tyler loved me?